Yes, the two after (In the Sprawl Trilogy) felt disconnected from the original, but its been a minute since I've read all three.
Yes, that is where the username was derived from.
I mean, there was a dude with some blood disorder who wasn't aware he had an issue because he routinely donated to blood banks.
The treatment for his condition was literally blood letting as we understand it. He only found out about the issue after he "retired" from donating blood because he was getting older.
I'm of Irish and Scottish decent. I'm white. As fuck. Not AF. As fuck. I don't tan, I fucking burn, peel, and burn again. All the while, I suffer.
I'm from the south. Grew up in Texas, only been out of it for less than a year and still in the fucking south - so not much better.
Even I could tell... well, anyone, not to vote for Trump. "Oh, Trump likes _______" No, Trump likes Trump. End statement. End logic. End all.
Trump likes Trump.
If anyone thinks that Trump will put them, their group, or their issue, ahead of himself then they have refused to pay attention. Not that they haven't had the chance, they have willfully refused.
I was not able to vote. Moving from Texas to Arkansas, there was in issue with my registration, which in hind-sight sounds like "I'm lazy, have some voter suppression" because I didn't have a capital T branded on my forehead. I should have fought harder, but I was more worried about a roof over my head and food on the table. Fuck me for trying to survive and provide for my wife.
End statement: Not everyone who was unable to vote was lazy: Fuck all of you who say otherwise. Some of us could NOT vote, for whatever reason.
I felt pressured into it.
I was 19, and struggling.
No branch would take me, despite having a nearly perfect ASVAB score. Missed one question, and its because I never had access to fucking diesel engines growing up.
I'm epileptic.
So, after multiple attempts, I don't qualify as "disabled" enough to receive benefits, but I can't even sign my flesh away for an hourly rate like the dregs of society to die in some foreign shit-hole.
I'll just die in my local shit-hole, thanks.
I mean, in theory... isn't that a company practicing medicine without the proper credentials?
I worked in IT for medical companies throughout my life, and my wife is a clinical tech.
There is shit we just CAN NOT say due to legal liabilities.
Like, my wife can generally tell whats going on with a patient - however - she does not have the credentials or authority to diagnose.
That includes tell the patient or their family what is going on. That is the doctor's job. That is the doctor's responsibility. That is the doctor's liability.
Slightly? It will ruin everything if it isn't exactly as I imagined it the first time I read it.
I'm not sure if I'm joking or not.