But medicine isn't alone in its printed-form misery. Today it's everywhere.
After serving in the military and working for a time at the Veteran's Administration, it became Oh-Holy-Night-Clear that somewhere in the dank, dark entrails of DC there had to be a Department of Memoranda with one and only one purpose: Germinate more memoranda.
A reviling thought indeed but nevertheless, like your wife's mother coming for the holidays, your worst nightmare.
Memoranda and printed forms are the Siamese twins of the written word. Like Watson and Crick, Tinkers to Evers to Chance, Curley, Moe and Larry these two are inseparable.
Here's an excellent description of the printer-form miasma engulfing modern mankind and how those lovable legal legends of progress push their fare.
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