Friday, November 6, 2009
"Police. Come quickly. Please come quickly."
"Connecting you now", the voice on the other side said emotionless and robotically.
"This is officer 2973, you're on a recorded line. What's your emergency?"
With that, one of my very brave, very talented employees described the emergency. It was midnight. A psychotic son of a patient had entered the facility, taken the elevator to the second floor, and stood at the nurses station. He became very agitated when the charge nurse suggested he leave, reminding him it was very late and visiting hours were over.
"LEAVE? You want me to LEAVE?" he yelled, spinning around and opening his jacket to reveal a handgun, tucked into his pants.
"Do you want me to use this?" he said in his demented state, pointing to his gun.
My very smart nurse spoke to him in a calming maternal manner, while another one of my very smart nurses slipped away, deft silent, away from the nurses station and called 911. She sat hidden on the floor of a patients room, whispering to the faceless police officer on the recorded line.
By the time the police arrived, the loon with the gun had excited out the front door, promising to return.
For the next many hours, my team and I assembled a security plan. A plan that would rival the secret service. Security codes on all exterior entrances changed randomly throughout the day; 24/7 off duty police officers in full swat uniforms, flack jackets, automatic weapons very visible. They patrolled inside and out.
There was a moment when I revealed my very unfair and highly sexist views. While negotiating with the police union for a contractual rate (all outside contracts must go through the union for approval) I slipped and said "You are going to send male officers, correct?"
"No. Why would you ask?"
"Well, ...I think what I'm saying is, (I stumbled while I gathered my thoughts) ... I think this situation requires maximum intimidation. I can't have 230 scared employees and 160 vulnerable patients put through any more. Don't you think a male officer would be a better choice?"
With that, I reluctantly agreed. With that, I met officer #4372. One tough cookie. She was first on duty. They sent her in first to prove me wrong.
"Hi", I said, walking toward her, with my hand out. She had heard of my comments. I was so embarrassed.
"You don't need to worry. I'm going to take care of you and your staff. I'm here for the next 8 hours. How would you prefer I report to you?" she asked with certain steely self confidence.
With that, she took control. She was my favorite. I met them all. I lived with a dozen officers. For weeks, I lived with them. Officer #4372 was the best of the lot.
She still comes by to visit, as many of them do.
The world needs more officers like #4372. When the going gets rough, send in a girl.
Dick Morris: Passing ObamaCare 5 days after Democrats got slaughtered "is breathtaking in its arrogance. Voters all over America will get the point: The congressional Democrats don't give a damn what the voters think."
Common experience tells us that particular scents of childhood can leave quite an impression, for better or for worse. Now, researchers reporting the results of a brain imaging study show that first scents really do enjoy a "privileged" status in the brain.
FBI investigates Army Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan, who shouted 'Allahu Akbar,' meaning God is great, before opening fire in Fort Hood mass shooting
• Police Officer Credited With Stopping Gunman
• Colleague Describes Outlandish Comments
• Obama: Don't Jump to Conclusions on Motive
The killer in yesterday's rampage, was a "very devout Muslim" who was hoping that President Obama would order a "pullout" from the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. When "things did not go that way, he became agitated..."
We know that he entered a crowded room, well known to him, and fired semi-automatic weapons. We know that he killed 13, and wounded 30 (as of this morning).
We know that one tough civilian women police, placed herself in the line of fire, and took him out. We know that the killer survived, but was stopped from additional carnage.
We know that there were extraordinary acts of bravery and kindness (soldiers ripping their clothes to make tourniquets and bandages), and quick focused thinking, saving lives.
We can pretend we don't know Nidal Malik Hasan's motive. We can say he was "frustrated", and use words that don't place any blame on him, as the WashPost started to do today. My prediction is that the largest military base shooting in history, will be downplayed and apologies presented by every major news organization, accept FOX. Nidal will in fact, be able to detail his stress disorder, and he will blame the military's poor follow up on his clear cries for help. He will become a "victim" of the system due to the fact that WE failed to identify his stress level accurately.
I say, lets send in the girls. I have a story that I will share with you tonight, about a very brave girl, who changed my mind about who I'd choose to protect me, if I were in a serious emergency.
RETURN OF THE INFLATION TAX: “All of those twentysomethings who voted for Barack Obama last year are about to experience the change they haven’t been waiting for: the return of income tax bracket creep. Buried in Nancy Pelosi’s health-care bill is a provision that will partially repeal tax indexing for inflation, meaning that as their earnings rise over a lifetime these youngsters can look forward to paying higher rates even if their income gains aren’t real.”
Domestic Horse Genome Sequenced
ScienceDaily (Nov. 5, 2009) — An international team of researchers has decoded the genome of the domestic horse Equus caballus, revealing a genome structure with remarkable similarities to humans and more than one million genetic differences across a variety of horse breeds. In addition to shedding light on a key part of the mammalian branch of the evolutionary tree, the work also provides a critical starting point for mapping disease genes in horses.
For centuries, horses have been close human companions. The animals were first domesticated 4,000 to 6,000 years ago and were harnessed primarily for power and transportation. Over time, as machines have become the chief sources of agricultural and industrial muscle, those roles have shifted to mainly sports and recreational activities.