Member Mark of the 100% Alumni Club sends us this one. Been there, done that. Fixed the problem. Twice. The second one was free and I got a son out of it to boot.
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It’s that magic time of the year again. Flowers are poppin’ and spring is springin’. Cupcake said I may have planted a few too many tomatoes. I’m sure my three neighbors want some. Funny thing is when you get them suckers up to about two feet in a gallon potter, you’ve got more friends than Jennifer Aniston.
I went light this year with only ten flavors and 135 plants. Like Karen Carpenter said; You can never be too rich or too thin!” Tomatoes to me are like money. I donate them to Vets causes so I’ll be sure to qualify for my INDEPENDENT LIVING PROGRAM GREENHOUSE. Because it’s necessary and vital to my endeavor and I aspire to self-actualize and integrate with my community. All that from tomatoes.

We had a long freeze in late February that wiped out the lettuce. Don’t laugh, Bruce. I lost 75% near the outside walls.

Notice what happens when they move Daylight Savings time to an earlier date? It’s like New Hampshire insisting on being the first to hold their Presidential primary. If you move your date back, we flowers will just pop up and bloom sooner.
And a fond farewell to my old friend Molly, this morning. A faithful wingman for over a decade.
Open voting. No cookies. No sign in. No track back. Please be honest. It will let you vote more than once because I don’t want it to be a “in order to vote you will have to register or sign in.” One click polling. No gimmicks.
VAOIG officials have redacted the investigation but it appears former Rep. Anthony Weiner, New York’s last, best hope for Governor (Mayor? Dog Catcher?), is out of the VA for now. In what appears to be a case of leading a double life, Weiner tried to ride two horses-or maybe three simultaneously. We have no confirmation he was the fellow busted on this but inside sources at the VA’s Central Office at 810 Yellowbrick Ave. NW in D.C. have confirmed it. What the hey. The sexting thing gave it away anyway. Sexting at work is sooooooooooo yesterday.
I haven’t seen anything this heavily redacted since I got the Air America Files back from my FOIA request in 2011. This looks like a zebra. Seems there were a lot of shenanigans afoot and VA is now busy sweeping up the broken glass. I always get a bang out of who gets the ax. Usually it’s the one least guilty like the secretary for not asking appropriate questions or filing out the proper forms documenting the illegitimate travel or booze buying. In this case, they simply gave him his own travel card and carte blanche to travel whither he would. That included horse shows near Dulles which made some of those trips appear legitimate. Free access to the hotel room mini bar wasn’t the smartest idea though.
All in all, it only cost you and me, the taxpayers, about $30 K for the goodies. That doesn’t include base pay and frills. I’d think they should make him give that back by assigning him to the Fort Leavenworth Regional Office for several years as a Human Resources interface with some of the more intractable inmates. They could have off-the-record, back-door meetings and face-to-face counseling.
I guess it could have been worse. He didn’t have any security breaches of Veterans information so we have that going for us.
Once again we venture into reversal land at the CAVC. This is my pet subject. It allows us to minutely examine BVA jurisprudence and see where they saddled up the horse called Illogical and rode out onto the fruited plain in search of a satisfying rationale.
Walter M. Peoples was a Veteran of that interim period between Korea and Vietnam. This in no way should marginalize him for compensation purposes. Nevertheless the VA’s Office of General Counsel seemed Hell-bent on just that. Walter had filed for this in the past and been denied. Just when he did is unclear from the record but he had reopened the claim and had his teeth rearranged a second time. Being older and wiser, he opted to take it to it’s logical conclusion and find out if he had been screwed illegally. Well, duh. Where did you park the squad car, Dick Tracy? We’re talking VA here.
Meet Walter M. Peoples… CAVC Walter M. Peoples
The VA says this all turns on a subjective reading of a Service Treatment Record (STR or SMR) in October 1957 regarding a prescription for dexedrine. That’s the trade name for dexamphetamine or good old-fashioned speed. It was widely prescribed in that era for narcolepsy which Mr. Peoples suffered from. VA took the position that the notes were illegible to their highly trained VA Examiner who perused it. The BVA went further and had a forensic podiatrist schooled in adducing chicken (foot) bones do an “Independent Medical Opinion” wherein he could find absolutely nothing that resembled the word “dexedrine”. Other doctors, however, seemed to have no problem deciphering it. Mr. Peoples’ decision is also germane and important because it clearly redefines the term “benefit of the doubt” on the off chance VA misplaced their copy of 38 CFR.
VA has long held (narrowly) that all the evidence and testimony must be assessed, weighed, measured, and minutely examined in an effort to determine whether it is a plus or a minus. Only after this weighing on the VA scales of justice can a benefit of the doubt decision be arrived at. Quite simply, if the pluses outweigh the negatives, then you win. If they are equally balanced for and against, the benefit of the doubt is awarded the Vet. It rarely works that way-if ever. I’ve read thousands of decisions and the one commonality in all that were unarguably indisputable was the decision by VA to say the benefit of the doubt was for application. Ten of your buddies could testify they watched you step on a mine and lose your legs. Each one of them could say the reason your legs evaporated was due to the Betty. You would not win until a doctor opined and said the reason the legs were no longer present was due to trauma while in the service. At that point the benefit of the doubt would kick in and you’d win. But not before. Ever.
In Mr. Peoples’ case, a doctor prescribed him some speed for narcolepsy. It’s in the record. VA swore up and down that it wasn’t, or, if it was, that it had nothing to do with narcolepsy. What they forgot to do was read 38 CFR §3.102 to its conclusion as well as 38 USC §5107. Had they done so, Walt wouldn’t have wasted 20 years of his life on this project.
Somehow, the RO, the BVA and all the King’s men could not see the word dexedrine. Remember when you were a kid and some cookie monster entered the kitchen and ate up all the cookies? You probably testified that you had no idea how or who was involved but then got diarrhea of the piehole and allowed as you had personally witnessed a one-eyed, one armed flying purple cookie eater circling the house that morning. Mommy would intercede and point out that you couldn’t say you knew nothing but were aware of unidentified, ocularly-challenged flying objects in the immediate vicinity of the cookie jar. Judge Lance sadly had to explain this dichotomy to the OGC folks. Lying is an art form. Ambiguity is your best friend. Someone needs to explain that to the VA on a fairly regular basis, apparently. I’ve seen more situations where they just kept coming back in succeeding denials with new rationale for the decision which was not part of the original denial. Like any whopper fish tale, eventually something doesn’t fit.
The reader or law scholar should note right here that the BVA judge was skating out onto mighty thin ice and a Colvin violation as well. VA is prone to be disingenuous. In their effort to prove they are overwhelmingly correct and the evidence can only be interpreted as being in their favor, they tend to spread the butter too thickly. Here, they simply went so far overboard that they appeared amateurish in their attempts to pull the wool over the judge’s eyes. This will often cause the judge to increase his scrutiny-exactly opposite the desired effect. And rather than assuaging his curiosity, this brought it roaring back.
I suspect this is what put the fork in the reversal.
It strikes me that the fire in St. Louis on Friday, July 13th, 1973 was woefully incomplete. These records, by rights, should have been declared forgeries and never been a part of the Record Before the Agency (RBA). Most disturbing is that this is all a matter of record and anyone with an ounce of sense could have simply read through the file and seen it. My case was identical in that respect. The Bozo RVSR clearly stated “We received your new evidence and we’ll get back to you after we make a new decision.” It took them six years, a DRO, a complete re-review before certification and the Form 8, a BVA denial and last but not least-six months of motions at the CAVC before the OGC flunky said “uh-oh.”
As I like to point out, reversals are much like Clear and Unmistakable Error (CUE). They rarely occur and Judges are loathe to use the reversal option to express their dismay with how the BVA conducted it’s fact-finding expedition. Unfortunately, when you leave this much evidence on the table, the Veteran or his law dog is prone to find it. When the sum is this damning, reversal is the only option. In VA jurisprudence, if you lie, cheat and are unmasked, they reverse. No ifs ands or buts.
The following case illustrates what a lot of you who file for HCV are encountering. It also exhibits a large amount of chutzpah on the VA’s and the BVA’s part about what they think constitutes justice.
Many of us wait years for an appeal to reach the docket and then are subjected to a remand for what would, on paper, appear to be a shot at some kind of impartiality. Many is the Vet who has has written me and said “Gez. I got it remanded for a gastrodoc to take a gander and they sent it out to a proctologist (or substitute who you got here). One even got a specialist in OB/Gyn. He lucked out. His law dog spotted it within 60 days of the bait and switch and they blew an ass gasket. VA suddenly decided another specialist in the affected field might be more appropriate and he won.
Here’s the .pdf MaughanSA_12-2832
Steve Maughan wasn’t so lucky. Initially, the Board sent it out for another Dog and Pony exam but the VA examiner did the 4th and long and punted based on having the vapors and feeling the whole thing was too speculative to even consider. The CAVC considers that the same as no decision at all. This has conflusticated the VA in the past. To remedy it when it happens, they withdraw 30 pieces of silver from the bank and go shopping for a negative medical opinion. Since they have a gazillion doctors working for them, they “doctor-shop” it until they find a willing subject. The reason this is evident is a Vet at the Winston Salem, N.C. VARO lost. He appealed and the BVA sent it out to a “impartial gastroenterologist” at the Portland, Oregon VAMC. I reckon they were fresh out of gastrodocs in Pennsylvania, Delaware, Maryland, Virginia or any other VAMC within 2500 miles based on this. I’m guessing our reknowned Dr. Ben Cecil would have done it for free and he’s in Louisville.
Steve’s nemesis turned out to be a urologist. VA reasoned that was close enough. The problem was that the Appeals Management Center (AMC), that 57th Regional Office on 1722 Eye Street NW 20421-1111 around the corner from 810 Yellowbrick Road, specifically asked for a hepatologist or gastrodoc to take a gander at this complicated liver problem.
If you can believe it, VA was unable to find a single one that wasn’t booked out six months or up to his ass in livers. Hence the downgrade to a urologist. God, I hate that when that happens. Judge Coral is having none of this. While I have no love for the AMC, they did specify on the remand the second time that it specifically be a liver doc. The BVA’s answer to Coral was the usual bitchslap.
Whoo, doggies. That doesn’t cut it at Indiana Ave. NW these days unless you get Judge Bruce “I affirm” Kasold. With the advent of the new bevvy of judges recently, they are performing due diligence in Court. That does not permit vacuous rationale on the BVA judge’s part. Here’s the rules according to Carol:
This is the stuff we dream of. For years, we’ve been saddled with the old saw that “if you were unhappy or had some misgivings about the IME the BVA sent out for, you had ample time (sixty days) to voice your concerns. Coming to the Court with your dissatisfaction at this late date is unavailing.” Here. Judge Carol politely points out that isn’t according to Hoyle.
Chances are we’re not going to see Steve back at 625 Native American Ave. NW again. Unfortunately, this isn’t the end of VA podiatrists and dermatologists opining on your L5-S1 DDD.
Jamie Reno, the biggest little journalist from down south, continues to excavate some good chowder for consumption. His latest here, found in the International Business Times, is a scathing indictment of the VA’s propensity to shoot the whistleblowers-or- if more convenient- ignore them altogether.
The Veterans Health Administration (VHA) the medical arm of the DVA, as we all know, has a propensity to investigate something to death or not at all. A classic example was the growing epidemic of HCV from its discovery in the early 90s to their eventual abdication of leadership in researching the pneumatic air inoculation devices which were strongly suspected of being the culprit. Rather than provoke more claims for compensation by investigating the cause of HCV, VA opted initially for a wait and see approach. By the late 90s, even the DoD and the CDC were convinced of the jetgun’s culpability and recalled them from use. Not so the VA. To them, it was merely “plausible” and unproven. This charade continues today in the face of a mounting body of evidence that indisputably puts a fork in their plausibility balloon.
Turning to Chapter two, this same agency has taken the ostrich stance of saying PTSD is a “problem” that bears more examination. We’ve been treated to the assembly line mantra at Madigan Army Hospital where one of the nurses that bought a house from us had a few choice words. Politely paraphrased, it was called PTSD knitting- Deny. Deny. Deny. Grant. Deny. Deny. Deny. Grant. And so on. Worse, the Army honchos under Col. Dallas Homas, were instructed to crank these out at the rate of 8 a day. Our nurse friend tells us this is impossible. Three bent brains a day is almost rushing it if you seriously want to separate the rare few malingerers from the indisputably disturbed ones.
The VA, now mired hopelessly in their backlog, has had to resort to lies and stretching the truth where medical appointments were made, ignored and lastly erased from the books. Each succeeding insult to Veterans is compounded with interest. VA’s reputation for the truth is no longer salvageable with the silver polish of time or the silver-tongued Under Secretary of Benefits and Excuses Allison Hickey.
We have also known for years that VA litigators on the other side of the sheets, the Veterans Benefits Administration (VBA), have used semantics to obfuscate and deny claims since 1789. When cornered, they have managed to dance away unscathed or promise never to engage in such nefarious behavior ever again. A week or two later , it’s back to business as usual. We have to credit now-disgraced Bob Filner, formerly of San Diego fondling fame, with exposing the perfidy of VA’s system during his Congressional tenure. Having been offered Hooked on Phonics© as a repair order for being “verbally challenged” at telling the unvarnished truth, VA has insisted they are now trustworthy and the expense is unwarranted. And now we have the new PTSD redux.
When does saying you may have suicidal tendencies actually mean you might be inclined to take take your own life? Or more bluntly, when does a cry, nay, a scream for help warrant further investigation to see if you actually followed through on your thoughts? Considering the large number of Veterans who proceed to Door #2 and and choose the lead lollipop, you would expect VA to perk up and follow this phenomenon with avid interest. Apparently, this is not cause for alarm any more than incredibly large numbers of Veterans dying from HCV and Agent Orange diseases.
The crime is not in failing to document it. VA trespasses on the bounds of propriety and the good will accorded them by Congress when they blatantly try to either cover it up or neglect to mention they didn’t follow up on it. This is the ploy most often used. The “Oh, did we forget to mention that? Sorry. Yes. You are completely correct. 22 Vets are checking out of the Human Life Hotel every day. It distresses us mightily but we are inundated in statistics and this kind of slipped by us.” The excuse fails to hold water when a whistleblower steps forth and reveals he briefed everyone on the subject and they blew him off. The good old days of mowing him down in a crosswalk before he could spill the beans are over. Edward Snowden is living proof of that.
Mr. Reno does a credible job attempting to raise the American conscience on this. I do too but my forum (and audience) is not nearly as large as his. It’s clear to me the majority of Veterans’ Benefits misfortunes evaporate before ever rising to the level of American awareness. This is in great part due to a concerted effort to pay little more than lip service to the problem and moving on eagerly to find out what Miley Cyrus was wearing (or wasn’t wearing) at her concert last night.
In construction, we had measuring devices to determine error. The most obvious was the human eye or ear. VA at one point chose what we jokingly referred to as the six foot rule. Some unscrupulous builders would keep a six-foot long dowel or stick in the front hall closet and bring it out for buyers at the new home inspection. Their metric was simple. Put the stick on your chin and the other end on the defect. It it was visible at that distance, it warranted repair. We used to say that some really unscrupulous, disreputable builders used the 5,000 foot ruler. If you could fly over at 5,000 feet and the defect was undetectable, then it passed muster. VA doesn’t even bother to fly over anymore now.
One thing stands out like a lighthouse in the fog. VA continues to insist these things are a fluke. Each time they are caught in a lie or a directed misinformation campaign, it is explained carefully as not purposeful but merely an oversight which, thanks be to God, Congress or some whistleblower has now brought to their attention. After twenty years of this, I am inured to it. All I can add is that fortunately for us, Congressional terms are only two years in length so the Jeff Millers of the world are relatively naive and genuinely concerned at revelations of this nature when they surface. Here’s a typical VA whitewash:
Well jez louise. Thank God for that. It surely won’t happen again. Right? Only at the VA can you denigrate the whistleblower in one sentence and praise his acumen and farthinking in the next. As usual, VA is inclined to call in the HR krewe. We live in exciting times, ladies and gentlemen Vets. The internet is like million-candlepower landing lights on a 747. We can expect the VAOIG Whitewash Brigade to show up any month now, investigate this conundrum and eventually make cogent repair order advisories.
In an extreme act of compassion, my medical insurance company, Premera Blue Cross elected to grant me access to Sovaldi yesterday. Being a little shy of $180,000 smackeroos, I was definitely wondering how this was going to pan out. With Medicare, there’s always a huge donut hole in pharmaceutical coverage somewhere down the line after you’re already in up to your waist. I was assured this would not be the case.
For those of you who are not similarly covered who are worried about how to accomplish this, I have the following link to Gilead Sciences. Anyone who is financially incapable of buying this drug will not be denied. A $5 dollar copay is available so it will not come down to the first-born male child. Here’s what I found:
To learn more about Support Path for Sovaldi, please call, call 1-855-769-7284, Monday through Friday between 9:00 a.m. and 8:00 p.m. (Eastern). – See more at:
http://www.gilead.com/responsibility/us-patient-access/support%20path%20for%20sovaldi
Best of luck on the dragon hunt, fellow warriors.
Yesterday I was researching the history of human plasma collection and eventually found myself reading the long transcript of an FDA meeting: 104th Meeting of the Blood Products Advisory Committee on September 20, 2012.
The purpose of the hearing was to see if the experts thought that the blood supply should be tested for HEV. Big shots on the panel included Robert H. Purcell (NIAID/NIH) who wrote A novel virus in swine is closely related to the human hepatitis E virus in 1997 (free on PUBMED). At the time, Purcell wrote that HEV is not endemic in the United States; Sixteen years later, a CDC map shows that this epidemic is not just in “developing” countries.
Anyone who is immunosuppressed, pregnant, or has liver disease will benefit from reading “Hepatitis E Virus: Waterborne, Foodborne, and Zoonotic Transmission.” in a 2013 report (free on PUBMED).
(See page 5) Complications for pregnant women: “Complications with concurrent HEV infection during pregnancy include death of both the mother and fetus, abortion, premature birth, and death of the baby shortly after birth. Vertical transmission from the mother to fetus was reported in 33% of cases and HEV RNA was reportedly detected in human colostrum as well. Unfortunately it is not understood why pregnancy resulted in severe hepatitis E manifestation.”
Another recent report estimates 3000 of stillborn babies in yearly in Africa and Asia.
At the FDA meeting referenced above, Dr. Purcell explains cooking risks:
“In saline, HEV is inactivated at 10 degrees Celsius lower temperature than HAV, about 56 degrees versus 66 degrees. When suspended in something like ground meat, which has a protective effect, HEV is not inactivated at temperatures below 72 degrees Celsius, or about 160 degrees Fahrenheit, the temperature that the Department of
Agriculture has long recommended for cooking pork products.”
But the USDA promotes pink in the “other white meat.” Dr. Purcell doesn’t know that the USDA dropped their pork-temperature recommendations to 145 degrees. Is this merely irresponsible or, hmmmm, criminal because they read the research literature. They know.
The ancient biblical prohibition to not eat certain foods turns out to be excellent health advice and not merely a spiritual discipline. Eating pork etc. doesn’t make you a bad person but it might make you feel bad, very sick or even dead if you are at risk.
Symptoms can be “subclinical” (asymptomatic), acute, chronic, or fulminant hepatitis. Examples of dreadful superinfection combinations: HEV, HCV, HBV, HIV, TB etc..
Is HEV also a blood-borne virus (BBV)? Yes, there is growing evidence that HEV is associated with transfusions. And that brings me back to HEV in blood donors, recipients, and the FDA, protectors of our the blood supply in which we are all stakeholders. I’ll post about that next time. But I am perplexed at the USDA’s reduction in cooking temps when they know the harm it can cause. Are the fresh salads we love safe? Not if “undercooked” pig manure compost is used to fertilize fields!
The approximately 112 million hogs slaughtered in 2013 (table 4) made a lot of HEV-loaded feces so I think it’s fair to guess it’s used extensively. (Sorry to mention this. Makes greenhouses even more attractive.)