[Ziggy]

As the stupidity continues to spill out of the mouths of supposed leaders and their scribes, I sit and welcome death.

Appealed. Yes.
PTSD.
They, the insurers, know I have it, but the 1929 law says I don't.
So another twelve months of waiting.

Waiting still after six years for:

Fairness and report from ATSB
Truth from CASA/ASA and Truss
Some sort of assistance from The Unaccountable Government (TUG)


My body aches. Right side of face numb. Right arm useless. Right leg weak.
Cysts on my spine filling with Cerebral Spinal Fluid from the traction injury caused by the crash.
Yet, I need approval from the Trustees to have medical therapy.
I can not drive my car very far.
Request a cheap auto, waiting, waiting...needs approval from the Government.

Funny how it's one big fat corrupt loop of destroying the lives of others to save a title of another.

Should have died.
Living is too hard with all that has happened and continues.

My freedom of living, in every way has gone.

I welcome death.

Hope all you bastards that wriggle like worms through the system of the Government are faced with what I see and feel every day.
But you never will, because for some of us, the rules are different, aren't they.

The law can kiss my arse.
The Government can kiss my arse.

Sneaky, corrupt egotistical morons that seem to believe they are superior to us plebs of society.

Well, phuck you all.

I welcome death.