Liar!
For generations, my family has been attending the same clinic and seeing the same doctor. He is usually a really nice guy. In his office, he has his medical school certificate hanging on his wall. It says he is a doctor.
Over the last few years, I have had my doubts though. Most of his medical advice doesn’t work and seems very non-medical in nature. So, I decided to check out his background. With just a little research, I determined that he never attended medical school at all. In fact, he never graduated from college. The state board has never issued him a license.
When I found this out, I called him. He had his staff escort me from his clinic. I called all my family and told them what I had found. When I did, my parents hung up the phone and refused to discuss it. Later, my mother told me I was lying and they needed to rely on the doctor’s advice because he has been treating my father’s heart condition for years. My siblings did the same. My sister’s son is interning with the doctor and the doctor has assured him that he is accredited.
When I offered to fax them the information and records I had discovered, they all refused. One sibling asked me how I even knew the educational records I examined hadn’t been altered by the good doctor’s known adversaries.
So I stopped going to the doctor, but my parents, siblings, aunts and uncles all continue to go and won’t hear any criticism of their doctor or his background. So when we get together, discussion of the doctor is taboo, but I roll my eyes every time I have to listen to stories about their frequent trips to the doctor and his sage advice and I see how ill they all appear. I put up with being called a liar because I love them. Someday I hope they will visit a real doctor who will treat their ills.
HUH?
Who?