by Henry, ©2025
(Oct. 13, 2025) — “I think, more than anything else in life, above a cure for cancer and world peace, I want to find a movie director who will instruct the actor who is driving the car to keep his eyes on the road while having a conversation and not turning his head 900 and intently staring at the passenger.”
“Tangled Up in Blue” (5:43)
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to ‘The Pulse of the Nation,’ the place to hear it here first. Our featured guest is no stranger to us; Professor ‘Zork’ Zorkophsky is here to explain PTSD and what to do about it. Welcome aboard, Zork.”
“Thank you for inviting me to be a part of your very popular information show. My book sales reflect the popularity of ‘Pulse.’”
“That’s nice to hear. What’s the name of your latest bestseller?”
“Whoa, let’s not jump the gun. The book isn’t due until the start of November. The title is, ‘Just One of Those Things’ since I like to downplay the mental disorder as much as possible, I mean, not to minimize it but to always have an out for it.”
“You mind explaining that for us?”
“Not at all. You see, the brain will find all kinds of excuses to survive. Now in my case, I denied that I was even in the military and it took me decades before I would wear the campaign ribbon of the country I served in. I wear a NAVY baseball cap of the ship that I served on.”
“You worked as a psychiatrist for a while treating combat-induced PTSD patients, is that correct?”
“That’s right, for about a year.”
“I have it that you were employed by the VA for 13 months.”
“Okay, 13 months.”
“And that you were terminated for not following prescribed procedures, isn’t that correct?”
“That is true. I refused to make my patients zombies by prescribing downers.”
“Downers?”
“Anti-depressants. I believe in group therapy in a relaxed setting rather than some shrink’s office at the VA.”
“So, they fired you.”
“Best thing that ever happened. I taught at the university, started my own practice and wrote psychiatry textbooks for the amateur psychiatrist, even wrote a screenplay. Haven’t lost a patient yet.”
“That’s great. What’s your secret?”
“I prescribe the same prescription that I took: kick the pills, the alcohol, the cigarettes and the drugs. Exercise, get some fresh air. Have a relationship.”
“And it worked for you?”
“Well, the nightmares stopped and that was the most important part. I’m still paranoid, but then, these days, that’s a good thing, I think.”
“I understand that you had a bad case of PTSD.”
“Every case is bad. I mentioned the VA and all I’ll say is that they pushed the COVID ‘Clot Shot’ upon unsuspecting Veterans. Shame on the VA for being the street drug dealers that, even though they’re not pushing the product from actual street corners, are still causing grievous harm. My advice is to do your own research rather than trust a VA body mechanic.”
“Well put.”
“Who do you think pays the electric bill in Las Vegas? The losers do. Who do you think pays for the casinos? The losers. In short, the losers pay for everything in Las Vegas, and if that place wasn’t so crooked, they would have the best schools and the lowest property taxes in the world, but they don’t.”
“Why don’t they?”
“Ever hear of a government employee who is honest, besides Trump and his administration? Okay, some government employees are honest, maybe 10%, whereas ALL the FAKE NEWS is dishonest.”
“What about the Muslims?”
“All Muslims are honest, which is why we should believe them when they tell us that they’re in the recently invaded countries where they want to push Sharia Law and kill all the Jews, Christians and everyone else.”
“We should believe them?”
“Absolutely; our grandchildren’s future depends on us.”
“So, deport the Muslims?”
“As of yesteryear, trust me.”
“I see that our time is about up, so I want to thank you for being such an informative guest. I’m Henry, along with Zork, wishing each of you a goodnight: Goodnight.
“Good show. I’m a little short; mind buying us a burger? Alright, a cheeseburger.”
“Love (Can Make You Happy)” (3:19) [This song reminds me of waking and seeing my wife and thinking how lucky I was. Too bad I never told her, and now it’s too late since we’re divorced. Most combat-related PTSD sufferers end in a life-shattering divorce.]