Fantasyland Hospital
Once Upon A Time, there was an army hospital where wounded veterans went to get rehab and treatment after being shot or blown up by a landmine. You know, just the little things that happen to soldiers.
And every day, the hospital took care of these soldiers who were wounded because they were sent to a war under false pretenses by a shrub of a president who said he was “The Decider” and since he decided we were gonna get that oil, bygummit we were, by any means necessary. Weapons of mass destruction, yeah that’s the ticket. Sounds good and scary. They’re REAL, I tell you, REAL!!! (But I digress. Back to the hospital story.)
Until one day, someone at a newspaper noticed that this hospital was teeming with filth and actually NOT taking care of these soldiers very well at all, not to mention having some of the system’s worst bureaucracy and inefficiency that anyone should have to deal with, let alone these soldiers and their families.
And because of that, some brave, brave people from Congress went on a tour amongst the mold, cockroaches, and rodents. And they were duly horrified at this outrage.
And because of that, all of Washington got in a flutter about who was responsible for this mess of a medical facility.
Until finally, the guy who was running the hospital got fired and was replaced by … wait for it … the guy who previously ran it for 20 years and got it into the revolting mess it was in in the first place!
And so now, a lot of people feel a whole lot better about all the “help” they gave in “fixing” this problem. And we can all sleep peacefully at night because of it. Except, of course, the soldiers who have been and are being treated there. They are still stuck with the shitty treatment they have been given as payment for fighting an unwinnable and falsely initiated war. What a wonderful way to say “Thank you for fighting for us.” It warms the cockles, don’t it.
The End.