My father died because of me. Let's recap: My parents were born into poverty, and not the luxurious type of poverty whereby you are poor but have an abundance of social services, food banks, and free medical care to help with the forgotten basic needs of food, shelter and water.My parents were both born into third world poverty.On top of this they ...

Some coincidences in my life are bittersweet. For those that know me, you already know why I have no particular affinity to December and the holiday season. My Father died for the second time in December 2006 (Part 2 coming soon for those that have asked and been waiting). But he died on the birthday of my first furry best friend, Samson Ram. In ty...

My father died because of me. My parents were born into poverty, and not the luxurious type of poverty whereby you are poor but have an abundance of social services, food banks, and free medical care to help with the forgotten basic needs of food, shelter and water. My parents were both born into third world poverty. My Father was born in South Afr...

A couple posts ago, Veronique wrote about Dr. Gregory House, a notorious television physician with a "God complex" and an ego nearly as big as Trump's. In fact, most entertainment portrayals of physicians tend to showcase the "God complex" doctor – the one we hate because of his ridiculous bedside manner – but also the one we learn to respect becau...