ROS sent us this video about Arthur Johnson, a Korean War veteran who died last year with no family;
It seems that Johnson’s records were burned in the Records Center fire in 1973 and the nurse who cared for Johnson in the nursing home in Indiana couldn’t get the Records Center to find his records. So last year in November she wrote to Andre` Carson, the district’s congressman and she got no answer.
So the reporter Cat Anderson shows up to ask the congressman why there was no answer…by the end of the day, they had Johnson’s records, and now he can get the burial he deserves. So the lesson of the story is to get your own reporter so your congress person can get the job done that they’re supposed to do. Otherwise, they’re too busy to respond to a nurse. Too busy sticking their noses in everyone else’s business doing shit they have no business doing.
I dunno, if I lived in Indiana, I’d be tempted to let Carson’s office know what I think of them and thank them for doing what they should have done without the prodding of a TV news camera.
This saddens and angers me beyond words.
Mr. Johnson has a very large family in the Veteran community. I’m very glad to see that he finally got his due and am angered that the congresscritter only did what elected to do AFTER being confronted by the press. Fucking weasles.
I’ve been following this as well, has been almost a nightly story in Indy.
I hate Carson with a passion, but this was good work.
Besides the congressman, the other villain is the nameless clerk, or clerks, or supervisor (anonymity is awesome camoflauge) at the Records Center.
He and his ilk look down their noses at the mere serfs that served this country.
He has more important things to do than worry about those violent warrior types.
He has to advance the socialist agenda, then the Bernard Shaw policy can come into effect and we can be nicely eliminated after we have served our purpose.
DaveO makes a good point. We have a saying around our office: “At the end of the day, it’s only paperwork.” We say that to keep from going crazy, but the truth of the matter is, it ISN’T just paperwork. Every one of those files is attached to a person somewhere. It’s too easy to throw a troublesome file into a stack until you can get to it, and forget that someone, somewhere, is waiting for that paperwork to be processed.
Went and looked at the “good Congressman’s” website. Looks like that assclown is more concerned with people who don’t do/won’t do/haven’t earned shit looking for their “free healthcare” than he is for giving someone who has sacrificed and DESERVES the dignity of being buried with honor.
He IS a DemocRAT. Veterans only count when they can be useful tools in their election campaigns!
That man deserves his honors.
And that Nurse. I hope somebody at the local VFW gives her a nice Letter or Cerfticate of Appreciation.
#9 Rich C: +1 on the nurse.
TY PintoNag
HOOAH, Arther Johnson! See you in Fiddlers Green!
“Fiddlers’ Green”
Halfway down the trail to Hell,
In a shady meadow green,
Are the Souls of all dead troopers
camped
Near a good old-time canteen,
And this eternal resting place
Is known as Fiddlers’ Green.
Marching past, straight though to Hell,
The Infantry are seen,
Accompanied by the Engineers,
Artillery and Marine,
For none but shades of
Cavalrymen
Dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.
Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene,
No trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he’s emptied his canteen,
And so rides back to drink again
With friends at Fiddlers’ Green
And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a saber keen,
Or in a roaring charge of fierce mêlée
You stop a bullet clean,
And hostels come to get your
scalp,
Just empty your canteen,
And put your pistol to your head
And go to Fiddlers’ Green.
garryowen