Friday, July 11, 2014

Walter (Fiction)

Walter Sr. died because his health insurance didnt cover an expensive surgical procedure deemed necessary by his physician. At least, according to Jr. his father/idol would still be alive if it weren't for the selfishness of that greedy insurance company. "Real Health Insurance" - "Allowing people to achieve real health." That was their motto. Jr. resented that company with every single fiber of his being. He often fancied walking into the lobby wearing his fathers old army fatigue and medals, while strapped in explosives. All he had sacrificed for his country, and this was his reward? Suffering to death because this insurance company valued money over humanity. What a crock.
As the 'healing process' went on, and the lonely days passed, Junior only grew with fury. He had been to multiple psychotherapists prescribed by his physician, but he only argued with them. The walls in his home, his fathers home, has scattered with punch-holes. It had become an almost daily ritual. Junior would drink away the pain and then destroy things. This is how he "coped" with the situation.
He went to his physician again because his physical and mental health had become very poor. He was told that he has to learn to "let it go". He chuckled at the thought and began to argue with the doctor. "Who do you care about most"?
The doctor seemed flustered; "Listen, I don't think that this type of conversation is going to resolve anything".
"Answer the question", Walter spoke sternly and with his eyes glued into the doctors eyes. 
"My daughter"?
"Empathize with me for a moment. What if it was your daughter...."
The doctor cut him off, "Id kill em. Ok? I'd fuckin kill em if anybody hurt my daughter ok? Is that what you wanted to hear"? He let his professionalism go right out the window. He understood the point but there was nothing else left to say. The doctor was tired of Walter.
As Walter left the office, he realized that there was no next step. The dr had not prescribed any plan of action or pawned him off onto the next dr. He was basically prescribed to "just deal with it". He was lost. And so he had absolutely no idea what to do.
After a few more drunken nights, he decided to take the drs advice after all.
After doing some research, he found out who was responsible. The President and CEO of Real Health Insurance was Donald Rosensweig. He decided that he would make him pay. Vengence was the only form of justice that existed. It was only anger that he was concerned with. If justice were impossible, he would create his own.
And so Jr began dedicating his life to shadowing Mr. Rosensweig. It was important to learn his patterns in order to achieve his task. A task that was simple. Rosnsweig represented the face of the company who destroyed his life. Therefore, he would destroy Rosensweig. 
One typical Tuesday morning while on his way into the office, he was met in the parking garage by Jr. There were no words exchanged but Jr shot Rosensweig with an animal tranquilizer right in the chest.
Next, he loaded him into his van and took him back to his fathers home. Next, he duct taped his arms and legs to an ordinary wooden lichen chair and he waited. And and he waited for Rosensweig to awake he stewed with anger. He had so much to say and yell at this man about. After all, he was the cause of all of Jrs problems. 
After about an hour of waiting, Jr filled up a bucket of cold water and dumped it over his head. Still nothing.....that always worked in the movies. He quickly felt for a pulse just to make sure, Roaensweig had to be in his late 60's.
His plus seemed fine, so he started screaming at him and finally he awoke. However, still looking half asleep. It took another 15 minutes for him to realize what was going on.
"You killed me dad u greedy bastard. And now I'm gonna kill u"
"I didnt kill anybody. I just run a business"
Well ur business ethics valued money over my war hero dad. And now ur gonna pay."
"I just did my job, maximize profits. If I don't do everything I can to maximize profits I will get fired. Even worse, the share holders will sue the company. That's how big business works. If a company is not doing everything it can to maximize profits, it gets sued by its shareholders."
Suddenly, Jr realized that it was the greed of the world which was to blame. It wasn't Real health, or Rosensweig...it was the greed of humanity who was to blame.
Suddenly, he apologized and released Risensweig. He walked up to the top of a large bridge and swan dove off, eager to see his father.

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