A California veteran suffered a stroke that eventually killed him nearly three years ago after police beat him up when he tried to leave a Veterans Hospital with a shunt in his arm, according to a lawsuit filed by the man’s family.
Jonathan Montano grew impatient May 25, 2011, after waiting four hours for dialysis at the VA hospital in Loma Linda, and he told a nurse he intended to leave with the needle apparatus in his arm so staffers at a VA hospital in Long Beach would not have to insert a new one.
But the nursing staff called the VA Police Department, the suit claims, and officers stopped the 65-year-old Montano by tackling him to the floor, slamming his head on the ground, and kneeing and stomping on his neck.
“This kneeing and stomping on his neck by the VA Police Department police officers caused the dissection of his carotid artery, that resulted in immediate (or very soon thereafter) blood clotting, which resulted in [his] suffering a stroke,” the suit claims
Why is the goon routine the prescribed solution to every problem? This country has got way too many goons. Welcome to Goon Nation.
If the man wants leave in search of superior medical care, let him. Is it really the crime of the century that he leave with government property (the dialysis needle) still in his arm?
Is someone ignoring your grunts? Body slam him on the fuckin’ floor.
I recall seeing during one of my appointments at the VA hospital a solemn procession of the casket of one of the fallen. Taps were playing and the casket was draped in a United States flag as orderlies wheeled it down the corridor.
At no time would I ever permit that rag to defile my casket. At no time would I suffer an association with that malignancy.
There is nothing more embarrassing than to watch that trash heap claim an association with the honorable.
I remember when I moved into one of the rat holes that I’ve lived in during the past few years, forced into penury as I was by the gag orders and the investigations and the dirty tricks of that idiot jurisdiction. On the property was a dog pen in which had been housed an ill-behaved German Shepherd. There was dog piss and shit all over the place. If I was going to dismantle and sell the dog pen, I had to clean it first. I wasn’t going to waste good paper towels on the task, so I found some ratty old American flag shoved in a corner somewhere, obviously forgotten once its Fourth of July usefulness had expired.
I sopped up dog piss and shit with the American flag and threw it in the trash, right where it belongs.
Can any of the superpatriots in my audience argue that the flag today is worth more than that?