22 December 2005

RE: Mineshaft Collapse

Dear Robert,

It took 14 years to dig myself out of the mineshaft collapse that was engineered for me by doctors Alport and Annandale and Alport's stooge the pharmacist Ast: the three A's.

Now that I am standing in a sunny meadow, surrounded by wildflowers with birds singing in the sky above, they can all wait and wonder what happens next.

Notwithstanding what lies ahead in this life, this much is certain:

Unrepentant sinners burn in Hell, forever.

Forever is much longer than 14 years. Forever doesn't seem fair, but I don't make the rules.

While I suffered greatly for years, my torture was nothing compared to what happens in the infernal realm. Were I them, I would confess, seek forgiveness and make amends.

Were I them, I would do it now because, following their own medical advice, it won't be long before they embark on the voyage across the Styx. Annandale climbs mountains too!

Sadly, their lawyer's latest stunt to try to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat indicates that they are not sorry for what they did to me and that they do not appreciate the consequences.

They betray the professional oaths they swore, their own honourable colleagues, medicine, science, the law, and common decency. Ineptitude is their hallmark. They will be judged.

It is a Christian duty to try to save souls from the awful fate that awaits sinners. I shall continue to encourage Alport, Annandale and Ast (and their lawyers) to do the right thing. If they are smart, they will. They know the drill: CONFESS, REPENT, REPAY.

He's making a list; He's checking it twice; He's gonna find out who's naughty and nice . . .

Merry Christmas!

- Morley