A Boy and a Psychiatrist

there is a boy in Los Angeles who is being drugged to death by a psychiatrist
this professional is quite sure he knows what is going on in the boy’s brain
but the boy, in a last desperate act, is loading a shotgun
and he’s carrying it in a case to a mall
there is no disease in the boy’s brain
there is only the river of ferocious activity
the drug is producing
a madness the psychiatrist is unwilling to admit
he is a professional
he went to medical school
he became an android by choice
the afternoon is mild and cloudy
and people are dying in the mall
the psychiatrist is at home watching it unfold on television
he will never be identified as the prescribing physician
the reporters will never attempt to identify or find him
the State chooses to license this man and attribute to him a monopoly of knowledge about sanity
the psychiatrist packs a bag
he gets in his car and he drives
he has a cabin a hundred miles from the city
he’ll stay there for a few days
and work on a journal article
a team of representatives
from the company that manufactures the drug is on the scene at the mall
they know who the psychiatrist is
they know where he is
they will keep an eye on him
to make sure he doesn’t develop a conscience
people are dying in the mall
they’re bleeding on the concrete floors
the “shooter” is moving from shop to shop
killing them
the news crews are parked a few hundred yards from the mall
the anchors are already speculating about why the boy is killing people
and how he got access to a weapon
advisors to the President are preparing notes
the President will go on television and repeat his promise to open more community mental-health centers across the country
so more psychiatrists can drug more children
and display their knowledge about the brain
psychiatric care and “mental health” have to be the answers because they fit so well into the scientific fairy tale
and politicians can recite it so easily
families of the dead victims in the mall are starting to be notified by the police
the boy with the shotgun is already dead
he killed himself
his brain is still firing with the last remnants of the drug that pushed him into another world
none of this will be mentioned at the memorials or the funerals
in the White House they are deciding who will fly out tomorrow to deliver a speech and comfort the families
in his cabin
the psychiatrist is working on his journal article
he’s cooking a steak on the grill
the sun is setting
the nocturnal animals are waking up in the woods

The author of two explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED and EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, Jon Rappoport was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com