Sputnik Sweetheart

"So that's how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss,
no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us - that's
snatched right out of our hands - even if we are left completely
changed people with only the outer layer of skin from before, we
continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever
nearer to our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails
off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the
everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness..."
--Sputnik Sweetheart (Haruki Murakami)
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The true essence of medical philosophy, ignored only by a few altruistic renegades, is ‘the doctor must never admit that he is wrong.’

But how do the erstwhile mortals acquire their ineffability?

There is a hierarchy. First they are novitiates whose faith is sorely tested by autos-da-fe. They have to burn (in midnight oil) four long years. Thereafter, if not consumed, they enter a monastic order infamous for its asceticism—-the ‘Somnambulists’ (in other words, interns). After a year of sleepless penance, they can in turn become flagellators for the younger postulants. And in time, they are initiated. now there is no limit to their advancement in the Holy Order. Bishop, cardinal—-even the Vatican.

Except in medicine, there are ten thousand Romes: the pediatric papacy, the neurological, the psychiatric (whence the term ‘spiritual father’). There even is a Sacred Seat for the proctologist. Saint Peter built a church upon a rock. For many doctors, gallstones have sufficed.

But it all commences in ritual humiliation. And be it Buffalo or Boston, Mississipi or Montana, the rites are similar. Those who aspire to face the agony and suffering of humankind must first themselves become acquainted with it.


Barney Livingston, 1st year Medical student, Harvard Medical School 

Doctors - By Erich Segal

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I hope for the best, since hoping for less doesn’t seem to improve the results any.
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thepapercranes:

It feels good to know :’)

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It feels good to know :’)

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And I hide because there’s more to me than what you see and I’m not sure you’d like the rest. I know that sometimes, I don’t like the rest.
I Wrote This For You: The Remaining Mirrors (via kari-shma)

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