Mountjoy’s Poetry Corner

Signs of depression:
Bikini’s, strippers, parties…
…caught out on Facebook.

Shout out MPS!
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5 Responses to “Mountjoy’s Poetry Corner”

  1. Tengrain:

    (Full disclosure: the subject of tonight’s poem worked at Itty Bitty Machines, and thus you can be assured that the depression was real… “but I’m not bitter.” That said, that her insurance company could kick her off the plan for having a smiling picture on Facebook is beyone the pale.)

    Rgds,

    TG

  2. raceynora:

    I thought Canada had government-sponsored health care.

  3. Mountjoy, Curator:

    But if her smiling face was attached to a body making the beast with two backs under a male stripper a-la the latest addition to the Mountjoy collection, I’m thinking the insurer had good grounds.

    There’s being depressed and “being depressed”, after all.

  4. Comrade Kevin:

    *sighs* If depression were constant and unabetting, few of us would be alive. The most infuriating thing about it are the shifts back and forth from relative stability to complete despair, which remind one of being dunked under water just to the point of drowning then thrust up to the surface to catch a gasping breath, then put through the process again.

  5. Tengrain:

    This thing pissed me off because some health insurance company employee looked up a client on Facebook, and without any contact to find out context — and certainly without having any sort of medical degree (what doctore other than Bill Frist has ever diagnosed someone by looking at a picture) — then kicks the person off the roles.

    It’s mind boggling that this can happen, and that there does not seem to be any mechanism to stop it.

    Rgds,

    TG

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