Is Your Home Town Dying Like Allopath?

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This post was written by: Carol Webb

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This little video takes me back a while, but I still remember it like it was yesterday.

As The Cock Crows
Every morning the sun rose over the rows of polished houses with their two cars standing in the drive. We needed two cars because they took turns at being in the repair shop. The noise of wailing sirens and honking horns frightened the cows in their pasture, and the tiny children who weren’t yet old enough to go to school, shook in their cots.

Flowers For Every Shrine
Us older kids had to go to school though. It was terrible. Very often children wouldn’t make it, they’d be run over by some maniac driver who was going too fast to stop. All the moms and dads cried when their children died, and the road to school was dotted with little shrines. There were flowers and candles burning, but it was always a tragic accident. No blame could be put on the parents, they had after all warned their children to walk on the inside of the path, and never cross the roads alone.

A New Crossing Lady Every Week
If we made it to the school gate there was a crossing lady who bravely walked into the middle of the road with her stop sign held high. We had a new crossing lady every week, it was a good job, they were paid very well and the health insurance took care of the hospital bills, sometimes they took turns while the other was in the hospital.

Skid Marks Disease
It wasn’t anyone’s fault though, everyone knew that it was the black rubber on the tyres which put marks on the road that caused the accidents. The town committee had bought in an expert to analyse the cause of these tragic accidents. He diagnosed this new fangled “Skid Marks Disease”, and they assured us it would all soon be fixed.

Teflon Coating
They began putting this special Teflon stuff on the roads, it sure got rid of the skid marks because nothing can stick to Teflon, at least it seemed to stop making the food stick to mom’s best saucepans, so it must be good.

Drugs To Cure The Sick?
The moms and dads got over protective of us kids. It was so bad that there was a line right around the block when the new super pharmacy opened. Lots of the moms got part time jobs in this huge store that seemed to sell a drug for every illness, and when a new drug was marketed for colds, sore throats or constipation the news spread like wild-fire, and all us kids had to take it.

It didn’t matter to our parents that what we needed was more fruit or more water to drink, they and the pharmaceutical company new better than we did, we were only kids.

Pills For Depression
Well on top of the accidents we started to get sick from viruses and stomach troubles. Some kids even stopped eating, others cut themselves with knives or hit out at teachers who maybe said a wrong word to them. These kids were sent to counsellors who gave them some more pills so they’d feel better.

Town Was Booming
You couldn’t criticise it though, if you could manage to stay alive, the living was easy. There wasn’t any unemployment until people stopped coming to live in Allopath. They’d checked the statistics and found that more children got sick or suffered tragic accidents than in other places, and if you weren’t an emergency worker, hospital staff or car mechanic employment was very limited.

There was never room for more than one General Practitioner, we never understood why.

A Word From The Wise
Always asking questions, I made friends with an old man who lived just outside of town. He told me that the whole thing was a big conspiracy so that the people who made the Teflon coating and all the drugs that were needed in the town would make loads of money. I told my mom and dad what he’d said and they told me never to talk to him again. I did though.

Where Are Your Qualifications ?
I persuaded him to come into town and tell everyone just what was going on. He did, but the parents wanted to see all his certificates, and he didn’t have any. They called him subversive and a crank, some of them even spit at him. I was sorry I’d asked him to come. I’d thought that at least my mom and dad would listen, but I guess dad was making too much money mending and selling new cars, and he thought he might not make so much if the accidents stopped.

Conspiracy Theory
I grew up and left for college, after all dad could easily pay for my college fees, so I went to an ivy league school, and learned a few things, got a Phd., and did some research. All the kids at college had been taking some sort of pills, so I thought I’d investigate what was going on, I hadn’t liked what I found out. I was going to have it out with mom and dad. That was until I got home.

Is Your Home Town Dying?
Allopath was a ghost town. Old people with no-one to care for them, the once polished houses run down and in need of repair. Nearly everyone was sick and tired and blaming the government. How could I tell them the truth, it would have killed them. They were doing the best they could with the knowledge that they’d allowed themselves.

The old man lived a contented life among his fields and flowers and died at age 90, sure in his belief that he too had done the best he could.

After They’re Gone
After dad died I moved mom out to live with me, she lived a few more years, but she could never understand why our kids drank water instead of soda, and weren’t forced to take gut wrenching Syrup of Figs for their constipation.