‘-complications.’ VI - {bad blood.}

AN EXPERIMENT WITH LIVES Date: June 21, 1981, Sunday, Late City Final Edition Section 7; Page 9, Column 1; Book Review Desk Byline: By H. JACK GEIGER; H. Jack Geiger, M.D., is Logan Professor of Community Medicine, School of Biomedical Education, City College, City University of New York. Lead: BAD BLOOD The Tuskegee Syphilis Experiment. By James H. Jones. Illustrated. 272 pp. New York: The Free Press. $14.95. ''BAD BLOOD'' is the anatomy of a long nightmare - a particularly American episode in the treatment of black people. Some of the sentiments that inspired this horror, which ended a mere nine years ago, have an awful familiarity, and ''Bad Blood'' is as contemporary in its implications as yesterday's Medicaid rollbacks, today's food stamp cuts or tomorrow's definitions of the truly needy. ''Bad Blood'' is more than mere history: As an authentic, exquisitely detailed case study of the consequences of race in American life, it should be read by everyone who worries about the racial V.O. Sure, Sometimes my body's at a party— Being deadmau5. DEADMAU5 is playing at a popular venue. But I'd honestly rather be doing something much more instetesting— by far. -SPECIAL ABILITY UNLOCKED- NICE. [ACROBATICS] +10 AGILITY +10 STEALTH +10 HP [BIRDIE returns to the nest after a long day to discover her husband has accidentally cracked their one and only egg. aww, I love this one. Apparently it's Disney/Pixar. You don't say. No, I don't. I just had to rush home! I had a feeling something was just terribly wrong Birdie. But now that I'm here I see that everything is ok! Birdie— Everything is good. The next is clean — the dinner'a on-/ the egg is cracked— —the egg is cracked… THE EGG IS CRACKED?! —yes. WHY?! WHAT HAPPENED?! Nothing “happened”, it was an accident… What do you mean nothing happened?! Something had to happen! The egg is cracked! Birdie, it's okay— It's not okay! The egg is cracked! What if it doesn't hatch! It will hatch! But what if it doesn't?! It will! I promise! Just stick a fork in me, Cause I'm done No more pork soda love Learning curves, Words that turn to verses, curses, or courses This mental collision is Keeping me driven Isn't it ironic, That they're saying I'm an icon, But I'm living at the radiation You're living on a comet I couldn't write a comic, Or a saga, all to star in it When all I really wanted was a family to watch it with From end to beginning From end to beginning From end to beginning I don't want to die yet I haven't even figured out why Johnny DEPP And Ellen Degeneres are interested in incepting my adolescent visions I don't want to diet My mission was getting Skinny for Skrillex, But it's winter here and this dinners clearly as hot as I'm gonna get, What did you see in there? see in where? *squints* You know where. I don't know . TELL US WHAT YOU SAW. *ragdoll* What the fuck. *turns into snake; slithers away quickly.* *deflates heavily* That's It! I'm gonna die like this! Welp, I've had enough for today. Nope, Ooh, what's in here. Nothing. Oooohhh. I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH. It's never enough– (Never enough) IT's Never enough (Never enough) Never ENOUGH. That's it. I can't do this anymore. I quit. You can't quit. I quit. I quit. That's – I FUCKING QUIT. No, dude, you're fucking fired. I QUIT FIRST “The Longest Hour” What did fame cost? What would it take? What was I missing? And of course— ‘How do I get there?' I needed to know. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.