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Life at NHC
I am a former worker for NHC in Dickson ("Did an NHC nursing home let a serial molester run free for seven years?" April 8). This does not surprise me at all as I worked in the same kind of conditions.

No one listens when there is a problem. I reported hundreds of incidents of neglect and nothing was ever done. I would come into work on a daily basis and find my patients soaking wet beyond what was normal and I reported it and reported it and nothing was ever done.

The majority of the nurses there were lazy and never helped out with the patients more than they had to. They didn't answer call lights, didn't help change patients, and a lot of patients had to ask repeatedly for pain medicine. But as soon as state inspectors walked in the door, everyone helped.

A partner and I had up to 30 patients to take care of, plus all the other duties we were responsible for. I went to my supervisor and her supervisor and so on, and all they could say was make it work.

There are so many people's faces I see when I think about the neglect that I witnessed. Part of the problem is that the state lets nursing homes know when they are coming. It's like a mad house there to get everything "ready" when things should always be ready. I even wrote a letter to the president's office about these things and many more, but I never got a response.

It's all about the money and not the actual care. I remember my fellow nurse's aides and I would ask for new equipment to take care of the patients and they would say it wasn't in the budget, and then a week later we had new carpet and new tables in the building. It let us know where the priorities are: looks.

NHC is like a bed that's been made up real nice, but you pull the comforter back and then you see that the sheets are all crumpled up.

Angry Former Worker

Use the Luke force
In reference to "Down (under) on Islam" (Love/Hate Mail, April 9), Dr. McCosker rehashes the old "White Man's Burden" theme—the continuing mission to control and direct the "lesser" races. He speaks as if Christianity has been practiced in the West with the absence of violence and brutality (examples too numerous to mention here).

Over the centuries, many of the countries he speaks of have been repeatedly invaded and conquered. Curiously, the invaders frequently describe themselves as liberators. Alexander the Great did not come to these countries as peaceful explorer but as conqueror.

If Dr. McCosker wants to quote Winston Churchill, let him quote Churchill's comments on Britain's brutal repression of the nonviolent protests for independence in India. Since Dr. McCosker is writing from Australia, perhaps he would be willing to entertain some non-PC thoughts about the brutal suppression of the aboriginal peoples there.

Coming from a Christian perspective, I would like to close with a biblical citation: "Why do you see the speck in your neighbor's eye, but do not notice the log in your own eye?" (Luke 6:41)

William Moon

His name is Toby
It's probably a little early in the week for the next Congratulate Us, We Do Country Music Awards Show, but my nominee for the Punk of the Year has to be Toby Keith ("Toby Keith vs. The Tennessean's Peter Cooper," Pith in the Wind).

First he wants to drop kick the Dixie Chicks, then he's ready to intimidate a slightly over-the-hill Kris Kristofferson (until Kris growls back). Now he's ready to put Peter Cooper in a headlock and run him into a post. Is his poor little inferiority complex really this bad?

Like so many other chicken hawks, he talks angrily, stupidly and tough, but when the bullets start flying, he's taking a powder (or picking a fight with a talent escort). He struts around in his videos with his big house, cars and babes, and then rubs it in with this superficial, "How do you like me now" garbage. I guarantee most of his former friends liked him a lot better when he could get his fat head through a doorway without calling a carpenter. Moby Teeth, indeed.


Business is shot
Memo to Tennessee bars and restaurants: Unless you display a sign that says, "No Shirt, No Shoes, No Shootin' Irons," we will not set foot in your establishment ("Firearms Association to Fight Curfew in Guns-in-Bars Bill," Pith in the Wind). Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever.

Don & Roxie Brunetti


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