Living the dream

Living the dream
Visiting grandmas farm.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Go away February

I wanted to get something written and posted today since it has been a while. When you are writing a book it takes a whole lot of your time. I do have other interests that I follow though; one of them is the octuplets mom and her saga. I was outraged at first like many people, although I would never dream of threatening her or her babies’ lives. What is wrong with some people? Maybe the stupid doctor should get a good beating though.

What fascinates me about the story is that there is something we still don’t know, I smell it. I want to know how she had the money for the in vitro’s and the plastic surgeries, the nanny, the private school for one of her other children etc. I want to know what hold she had on that doctor to get him to continue with the implants even after he was begged not to do it by the sperm donor and the grandmother, and the fact that he risked his medical practice.

It’s obvious that the mother has a serious mental problem and this brings on serious ethical debate. Should the children be taken away from her for their own good? Should people help her with both time and money because they are aiding and abetting her fantasy? But the children will suffer, both new and old, if people don’t help and they are innocent. In my own mind I go back and forth on this topic. Appoint a court guardian to oversee any funds the family receives and order her to undergo mental evaluation and treatment. Make sure she is truly there caring for her brood she created, not out making book and tv deals. Caring for them 24 hours a day, 7 days a week for the next 18 years., all the family money going for food, housing and medical needs, not mama’s nails or even schooling. And that doctor should be ordered to spend about 40 hours a week helping care for them too, which would teach him.

I wonder if she will even be allowed to stay with her brood. After all its obvious she has committed fraud in a number of ways by withholding income she had stashed some where, income she used for plastic surgery and fertility treatments. Food stamps, student loans, and other state programs she used require that you disclose all income and assets, and have income guidelines. And it appears to me her disability claim was also a fraud. Does she think she won’t go to jail because she has 14 kids under age 7? And hey out there in California- are we investigating this?

I say I wouldn’t buy a book or look at a show that brings her a monetary award - but then I think it might help the kids and hey, I want to know what went on in her mentally ill but clever brain and what type of sleezy deal she had with the doctor. Of course it would probably all be lies, because that’s all we have got out of her so far.

Ok done with that. I need to start planning my summer garden and deciding when to have a certain little boy horse gelded. I need spring, not this snow and cold crap. Too much winter. It was so cold out this morning- teens- even though the sun is shining today. I am worried with all the ups and downs the weather has been doing that as the plants start breaking dormancy a lot of things are going to be damaged. It’s the end of the season that hurts them generally.

Will there be a vegetable garden on the white house lawn? Some people are lobbying for it. Is the president strong enough to overlook any racist connotation some people might give that? Maybe if they don’t plant collards and watermelon. I think it would be lovely. Everyone needs to turn their lawn into a garden. And hey didn’t that guy promise his kids a dog? Where’s the dog? Just not a pitbull unless he really wants to stereotype himself.

It’s a good thing I have a good book to read tonight. Stupid Oscars, rich people giving awards to other rich people will mess up tv viewing all night. I can never understand why the public is so interested in the movie industry employee of the year awards program. All that wasted money. Think what good it could do. Shame on people that watch this junk.

Go away February.

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