REMANDS- WHY WE HAVE THEM.

I get perennial questions from every Vet when they join the asknod Army. How long is this going to take? Do we have to appeal to the Board? To the Court? Actually, there are a lot more questions but those are the most frequent. But, the outstanding one is “Why don’t they just decide it at the Court? Why the remand(s)? For every question in law, there’s an answer. You might not like them but it is what it is. The judicial system is like a Wedding cake. It has tiers above one another and each higher tribunal has limited power as to what they can look at.

Let’s begin by creating the analogy of knitting a sweater. If you drop a stitch and finally spot it when you’re almost done, you have to disassemble the sweater and pick up that stitch in order for the sweater to hold up. In law, that same analogy occurs when you get to the Board for a do over. Ditto the Court of Appeals for Veterans Claims, The Federal Circuit and the Supreme Court. The mistake has to be recognized, pointed out to those below…and remanded back for the idiot who who screwed it up to fix it-usually at the lowest level where the relative IQ hovers around 70-80. In a more perfect world, the Board or the Court should be able to just say “Wrong! Pay the Vet.” But we’re a fur peace from a perfect system if you hadn’t noticed.

Let’s say you file for PTSD as an example. Your records are spotty and they (VA) don’t have any info about the night Captain Charles and his Merry Band attacked the ammo/bomb dump at Camp English. Your MOS was cook but when the shit hit, you traded in your spatula for a 16 and were assigned to the perimeter to hold the line. You didn’t have a lot of close friends because you didn’t arrive in a group. You came straight from the Bien Hoa Repo Depot and found yourself at An Khe. After 365 and a wakeup, you went home. Your chances of finding your buds for testimony in your favor twenty years later  are dang slim to none. I discovered most of my buds flew into a mountain or got shot down. Charlie didn’t recognize Geneva Convention Cards up in Laos.

When you finally got around to filing a decade later, they said “You were a cook, dude. Cooks don’t fight. Next?”  So you lose based on absence of evidence. You finally get it sorted about 20 years later if you’re lucky. It usually occurs if you have a tenacious bulldog for a representative. All this entails a carefully choreographed dance up to the higher levels of the court system… and a shit ton of remands.

After losing at the local yokel level, you appeal to the Board. This is the place you’ll first encounter the dreaded remand. In the new AMA system, two things are guaranteed to cause it. Either they failed in their duty to assist you or they violated some regulation which created a procedural deprivation of justice. However, if you make sure you’ve plugged all the holes below, the BVA judge can make the decision to grant or deny.

If they grant your claim, they still have to remand it back to the Fort Fumble from which it arrived and the Puzzle Palace readjudicates it to comply with the Board’s dictates. The Board doesn’t have the power to grant a rating at X percent unless it’s an argument over a denied increase. The Board of Veterans Appeals (BVA) is what we call the Trier of Fact. They deal with facts- not money. The actual Regional Office raters are the ones who perform ratings and cut your checks. If you don’t like the outcome, you go back to the Board a second time and argue over the new low ball rating. Some call this the Hamster wheel or the ratings merry-go-round. Trust me when I say it doesn’t feel very merry when you’re broke and sick.

To illustrate further, let’s say you get the bum’s rush at the Board. You appeal to the Court (CAVC) and specify what went wrong (again). Of course, this time, you have to be anally specific. You can’t show up with a brand new theory as to why St. Pete’s DROC and the Board shafted you. The Court either agrees with you or they affirm the Board’s decision. Again, if the Court perceives the Board stepped on their collective neckties, you Vets are in for a blizzard of  Remands. The Court is empowered to either

a) set aside the Board’s decision and Remand it back to them to do it over the right way, or

b) vacate the Board’s decision and Remand it back following their advice on how to do it, or

c) reverse the BVA’s decision outright and Remand it back to them to give you what you asked for in the beginning.

In all these scenarios, you see one thing in common. Remands. The CAVC, the CAFC and the Supreme Court are not Courts of Equity. They don’t hand out the dough. They send it back to the tribunal below them for a do over. That tribunal sends it back down to the next idiot who screwed it up until it gets back to beginning. The problem is the equity issue. The Board doesn’t have raters. The Trier of fact has a thumb and if you win, s/he holds it in the vertical. If you lose, the thumb points down. Thumbs up equals remand back to Little Rock or Detroit for the rating and the $$. Thumbs down means back to the drawing board for a new financial plan.

After the Board gets it back from the Courts above, they, in turn, remand it back to the village idiots at the Fort Fumbles across our fruited plains for the do over. A vacate, reversal or set aside will always entail a reverse remand procedure all the way back down to the Regional level for them to write your decision and award you the baksheesh. Much like death and taxes, you cannot avoid the remand procedure if you get the reprieve above.

So you can see my use of the sweater analogy for this. If your claim (now an appeal) gets all the way to the Court, you have to unravel the sweater back to the dropped stitch and fix it. Fixing it doesn’t guarantee getting it fixed it correctly. VA is renowned for screwing it up and making the same mistake again. Fortunately, when this happens, the Board or the Court loses patience with the lower tribunal and opts to just grant and avoid repetitious remands.

This is why you, Johnny Vet, want to get all the factfinding, independent medical opinions and testimony accomplished below and take your denial up to the Board  “clean” as a direct review. The last thing you want is to arrive with a good case but no medical opinion. If you do, chances are the Board will remand it back to the AOJ (Agency of Original Jurisdiction) and you’ll get a brand new bogus c&p that says “it’s less likely than not that Johnny Vet’s PTSD occurred at Camp English.” Shedden v. Principi is why the Independent Medical Opinion field sprang up.

Remands are a fact of life but you can avoid them at the Board, as I said, by simply checking all the boxes, assembling all the facts and preparing carefully before you go up to there or to the Court. I’ve never been able to fathom why, in this new day and age of the AMA, why anyone’s attorney, Agent or VSO would go up on appeal with a fistful of VA c&p exams denying your claims expecting them (the board or the Court) to grant and remand it  back for a rating. Don’t get me wrong. I’m a firm believer in a positive mental attitude but you don’t win with it. You use facts and medical opinions to support your win-not wishful thinking.

In the old Legacy system, a denial at the Board left you only one recourse- the Court. In AMA, if you get the bum’s rush at the Board, you can still save your bacon by making a quick u-turn and go back down below to get the IMO and still preserve your filing date. This way you can conceivably keep getting remands for your legal stupidity and eventually find a Sherpa to refile a supplemental claim with what is needed to prevail. After all, you’re entitled by law to get an explanation of what it is you lack to  win.

I have a client in a nursing home who was totally dependent on his California Dept. Of Vet Affairs VSO. The VSO, now in the new AMA after Legacy, kept filing do overs for his PTSD denials on a 526. VA kept sending them letters back saying ‘wrong form bro’. They didn’t say “use a 995.” They just said “You’re using the wrong form.” Mr. VSO proceeded to refile again on a 526. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. The poor Vet went through this 4 times before I showed up. I cut the Gordian Knot and filed the 995. VA denied and we got the 2680 saying a&a was needed. VA still denied and I won at the Board. Something that simple had hung this poor Vet out to dry for 2 years. There are no remands at the local level. Either you figure it out for yourself or your VSO does. Failing that, you’re screwed.

Building a claim is an art form. It’s like baking cookies. If you don’t include all the ingredients, you’re going to have problems. Even if you do construct it properly, VA can still screw it up. The Board is not perfect either. Remember, it isn’t the Judge who builds the legal argument for or against. S/he has a group of legal beagles who analyze the issue, search the statutes and regulations and present their valued opinion as to whether the Judge should grant or deny. If they forget to look at a particular regulation, they’ll come up with a flawed answer. If you have a lazy Judge who blindly accepts their advice, you get a flawed denial. Garbage in. Garbage out.

Nobody is perfect in this business. That’s why we have the Federal level Courts. They don’t report to the Secretary.  But even they can miss the mark if they rely on flawed legal reasoning. The best example of that recently is Barry vs. Denis the Menace. The Secretary and his forebears misread §3.350(f)(3) for seventy nine years to say you could only have one (1) 1/2-step bump. The CAVC felt it passed muster too. It escaped judicial review for that long until Jim Perciavalle held their noses to the grindstone all the way to the Fed Circus and got it sorted. Even exalted fellers with big ass JDs and magna cum laudes after their names continued to misread what Congress intended because they thought their shit didn’t stink.

The advent of the AMA, in theory, almost makes the CAVC an anachronism in this day and age unless it’s a conundrum that’s been an article of faith for over a half a century. Walker v Shinseki is a classic example of misapplying §3.303(b) for decades and then finally reading it correctly. This is the beauty of SMC law that I relish. In case you didn’t notice, VA is hell bent on keeping SMC cases out of the Federal Courts for one reason. Every time they decide to stand and fight, you have results like Akles, Bradley (v. Peake), Buie, Jensen and Barry that overturn established law in favor of Veterans.

I’ve noticed that VA will more often than not grant my SMC claims for the higher levels of SMC at the Board rather than go toe-to-toe with me and take it up to the Court. If I lost every time, I reckon I’d be a tad gun shy of this, too. But, sadly, it still requires about 3 or 4 remands to unravel the sweater at the local level to get the Magic Paper. Yes. It sucks. I didn’t make the rules but I’ve learned how to exploit them to win your claims.

 

 

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VA–I’LL BE YOUR HUCKLEBERRY

We’re rapidly reaching a breaking point very similar to what I encountered when I came home from Vietnam. We have engaged in a protracted war footing for twenty years (again) and now the chickens are coming home to roost. The powers that be (Congress) seem stupefied that we’ve run out of money (again) for our Veterans’ needs. VA Poohbahs, similarly mystified, are at a loss for words as to how this happened as well. Let me see if I can possibly shine any light on this paradox. The title above explains it.

After WW II, America went on a spending spree to build out the VHA (Veterans Health Administration) infrastructure to minister to all the wounded Vets coming home- and boy howdy were there a shit ton of them. Unfortunately, infrastructure doesn’t include personnel and penicillin- just brick and mortar edifices. The sad state of wage remuneration for bedpan changers and lowly Certified Nursing Assistants to augment actual, trained medical specialists was abysmally low. It simply didn’t attract enough warm bodies to accomplish the task. But… it worked after a fashion because the cost of living and inflation were changing at a glacial pace. Everyone had to make money and eat.

The Governor Waltz Medal Collection

This problem extended to the higher tiers of the system then- as it does now. Altruism and patriotism solved the problem for a few decades until Vietnam. America’s aversion to involving itself in every geopolitical firestorm (like WW I/II) once more raised its ugly head and the era of protest became the norm. Vietnam War protesters’ radical actions succeeded in getting us out of Southeast Asia- and dang near everywhere else- for decades until the 1990s. How quickly we forgot all that hard-won knowledge.

I came home in mid-1972 to anger and ennui. America was fed up with war and the patriotism and warm fuzzy emotions were gone. A fellow worker friend of mine from the Saugus, CA explosives factory we worked at (Bermite Powder Co.) decided over a bong or two one night to venture forth that weekend and go visit one of his buds who was recuperating at West LA VAMC. We loaded up on Fritos, a cool T-shirt and rolled a few joints for a goody bag to take to him. We figured it would cheer him up.

We sure didn’t have any trouble getting in. The place was a ghost town. We attributed it to being a weekend. What we found was criminal. Darrell was up on the third floor  amputation ward. He’d caught a 7.62 through the knee and they couldn’t save it. There were guys lying there in their own piss and shit. The ones who had any mobility whatsoever were busy hobbling around futiley attempting to take care of their buds as best they could. The one saving grace was there were plenty of clean sheets and towels- just no one to minister to the Vets. The few bedpan changers were all up at the front desk chewing bubblegum and busy reading comic books. The luxury of TV hadn’t filtered down to VA hospitals yet.

We spent most of the day making runs to a 7/11 store nearby grabbing more potato chips and pop. Most of these guys hadn’t even had a Pepsi since they got medivac’d back from the war months earlier. We joined in changing sheets and trying to give bed baths to the twelve Vets in his ward bay (built for ten).  The four of us didn’t even have the heart to venture further and look in on the other six rooms on his floor.

That evening we drove back up to Lancaster and the car was silent. Nobody felt like talking about the experience. We were numb. I could never bring myself to go back. It was just too damn depressing. It wasn’t the aroma of shit and piss. It was the utter futility of knowing things were not going to change or get better no matter what we did. SOS-DD.  This was waaay past potato chips and pop as a panacea or welcome distraction to their plight.

Fast forward to 2009, I found myself in the same predicament. Instead of twelve beds, it was six. There were bedpan changers and nurses this time but the apathy was still there. I had a colostomy bag on and the folks assigned to us had no idea how to change it or even empty it. The meals arrived late and colder than a mackerel. Alarms on IVs would beep for hours until the nurses could get there to change bags. I suffered that for 14 months and four operations. I was lucky. Before I escaped, I got a rip snorting killer case of MRSA, two heart attacks and a mega overdose of heparin that required a 2-pint transfusion to keep me from bleeding out.

The 9/11 attack on America once more invigorated that Yellow Ribbon around the old oak tree syndrome. That explained why the Seattle VAMC was standing room only. But, in spite of the post WW I/II buildout of infrastructure, they had to fly Vets down from Alaska to get serious medical procedures. How did Alaska get the dirty end of the punji stick? Or why? Apparently, apathy was even more prevalent up there and  available medical jobs went unfilled. What doctor in his right mind would sign on for 40% of what he could make in the civilian sector? Lather, rinse and repeat this and move forward from 1974 to 2009. America was no more prepared to serve the Vietnam Veterans effectively than they were the WW II and Korean troops. 9/11? Forget it.

So, where in Sam Hill is all this money going? VA compensation payments have always lagged behind anything you could hope to live on. Ditto VHA employee wages. Even throwing in SSA on top leaves you far short of survival. For the most severely injured, they’d need a wife or sig. other to work or be a full time caregiver to survive. In 2010, the nascent Wounded Warrior  Project pushed Obama hard to create a caregiver fund (PCAFC) to fill the financial gap. As admirable as it sounded, it created a two -tiered caste system. If you were post- 9/11, you were entitled to it. Vietnam, WW II and Korean Vets need not apply. Congress wouldn’t get around to dealing with that inequity for another 8 years and the repair order did little more than to 86 a bunch of the 9/11 guys and sub in the Vietnam and Afstan Vets in their stead.

PCAFC is so massively overburdened that it’s cutting into their (VHA’s) budget. This hopefully explains how VHA got into the compensation business. It had the added effect of draining financial resources from the medical side (read hiring doctors and nurses) to the PCAFC side to the point of… wait for it… running out of money. Currently, I’m doing a lot of  hamster wheel appeals to the BVA for it. The Judges keep kicking it back to VHA saying there’s a duty to assist error. Put simply, VHA “litigators” can’t find their asses with a methane detector. They have no legal training and here they are litigating instead of practicing medicine. WTF, over?

As for the VBA- the Veterans Benefits Administration- we’ve experienced not one, but three recent “hits” to the fisc. It began with the Procopio decision extending the Agent Orange exposure limit out to 12 miles off the coast. If you think Agent O could stay concentrated enough to get through a reverse osmosis water system and kill you when mixed with a gazillion trillion gallons of South China Sea water… then you must be a member of Congress. TCDD is a heavy metal. It sinks to the sea floor. Unless they were sucking water off the sea floor, the idea a sailor on the Constellation ingested AO is ludicrous. That’s right up there with immaculate conception.

The second hit was Camp Lejeune and the third was PACT. I’m not disparaging the Afstan guys but hey- Newsflash. We of the Vietnam War persuasion had burn barrels and were equally exposed to shit burning, napalm, White Phosphorus and God only knows what else they haven’t even told us about. Wait until the PFAS firefighting Foam Act comes down from on high. That shit makes Agent O look like suntan lotion.

The VA remuneration program -and I refer strictly to the VBA side- was not designed to take a hit of this magnitude. That’s not to say I don’t think we’re deserving of remuneration for all the shit we ate or inhaled. It’s just that America is going to go broke trying to make it right. The current predicament of running out of money for Vets is just beginning. This is going to be far worse than the Social Security well running dry in 2034.

To give you an idea of the enormity of it, who in their right mind is going to sign up to be a GI Joe and risk his life for chump change with the very real threat of cancer in the future? At a minimum, this is going to require reinstituting the draft to round up enough souls to man the battlements here- let alone overseas. Canada’s population is going to mushroom to untold levels if they do.

America cannot be great again if they don’t have anyone to defend it. Worse, even if we have enough warm bodies, how do we pay them when they get ill from all the condiments of mass destruction Dow Chemical and Monsanto created? We need to go on a diet and curb our appetite for war. Or other folks’ wars.

Until September 30th, VA is attempting to go on this “diet”. Their method is to simply quit adjudicating claims and let them sit in limbo. I personally have 35 cases of Vets with loss of use of lower or upper extremities who have been waiting almost six months (180 days) or more and nothing is moving. Where I used to see these things wrapped up in 90 days or less, I see no movement whatsoever. Crickets.  If it entails something as mundane as a bum knee, 257 days is nothing extraordinary. Mind you, the c&p exams are done. The doctors and nurses have opined on their DBQs. This should be like the In and Out Burger Stand drive thru lane.

And if you think this is some rare anomaly, hold on to your boonie hats, kids. This is just over a paltry $2.8 Billion dollar financial error. Next year portends a $15 billion dollar miscalculation. What happens when PFAS goes on the books? It’s unsustainable and VA et al are whistling merrily as they stroll past the VA cemetery.

Over the last 35 years, I’ve watched VA revamp the Part IV diagnostic ratings for all the shit we got into. Each time, they set the bar higher and higher to qualify. It certainly isn’t that the diseases or injuries have been ameliorated by advances in medical procedures. It’s because Congress, in their insane urge to garner votes, keep adding to the list of injuries which are service connected. That’s admirable but the repair order needs to be balanced against exposing us to same. If you don’t send us to war, we can’t very well get exposed to burn pits and Roundup® on steroids.

We’re rapidly reaching a financial cliff and VA just asks for more and more every time Congress approves more presumptives. What else can they do?  Veterans raised their right hands and promised to defend America. In return, they were given promises that they (America) had their backs. That promise rings more hollow each year regardless who sits in the Oval Office. Talk about DEI. Each and everyone of you who have served get an equal opportunity to get screwed regardless of your skin color or your pronouns. The Michigan and Pennsylvania VAROs now are registering Voters. The VA in Albuquerque is processing medical payments for illegal immigrants.  They’re turning into a veritable Swiss Army knife. One-stop shopping-just like a page out of Amazon™.

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EXPOSED VET RADIO SHOW– 8/08/2024

Greetings, fellow Veterans. John has invited me on to the show to discuss some of the not-so-well-known side effects of the new PACT Act. We’ll also discuss the Barry vs. McDonough decision and how that impacts §3.350(f)(3) going forward… or backward in terms of CUE or the improper construction of a regulation.

Remember way back in 2013 when Walker v Shinseki came out? Well, this is more of the same but it benefits Johnny Vet rather than depriving him of something. All these years we went  sailing by §3.303(b) ignoring the fact it applied only to chronic diseases shown in service- §§33.307; 3.309. Suddenly, the Secretary decided to read it himself and was flabergasted to find out what ir really said.

In a nutshell, misconstrual of the regulation is on the author- not the benefactor. What the hey? You (VASEC) wrote it. It’s presumed you’re conversant in English. If you (VA)  give me something ( e.g., service connection for PTSD), and then determine one of your gomers misread the regulation and CUE me to take it away, you might win. It depends on the individual case. There have been times that the VASEC has, how shall we say, fabricated regulations to sometimes read the way he’d prefer them to be read. With the revocation of Chevron deference, we’re in uncharted waters on each and every regulation and it’s real meaning.

But… if you deny me a benefit that the Fed Circus determines should have accrued to all Vets since 1945, that CUE is on you, Boo Boo. You can’t complain and say “but if we’re forced to make it right, it’ll bankrupt us.” I’m sorry. That dog won’t hunt. As for retroactivity, that is going to be another battle on a future day from what I gather. But shoot, let’s not spoil the Radio Show talking points.

Helio Courier with a broken leg. Tuy Hoa 1966.

Thursday evening at 1900 Hours on the East Coast and somehow magically on at the same time on the West Coast at 1600 Hours, the magic of the John’s electrons will prevail. Tune in or dial in.

(515) 605-9764

Here’s the computer link:

https://www.blogtalkradio.com/jbasser/12359963/connect/f49a7669aa86e6c6d7bd299f492a1fe398e96503

Oh yeah and I might tell you about how Marie from VR&E came over  last Wednesday morning to discuss where we’re going to plunk the new greenhouse…

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VA’S TERA AND ILER REPORTS–A REBIRTH OF THE AO REGISTRY?

Face it. VA is like any Government Agency. The penchant for turning everything into a fancy acronym has finally given birth to whole agency offices with acrotanks-think tanks of sub-IQ GS 10s entrusted with turning everything they can into some 3 to 6-letter combo which everyone is expected to understand. This gave birth to an adjunct office tasked with creating a tome on what all these acronyms stand for. Remember way back in the early seventies when they said “Watch this. Computers are going to reduce our workload down to the point that we can manage the whole shiteree from the beach w/ a Corona in one hand and a Dick Tracy wrist  gizmo on the other.” You gotta remember these are also the idiots that gave us the IRS and the Post Office. And the present iteration of the Department of Veterans Affairs. 

Opening Day of Zucchini Season

You have to admit, we’ve been bombarded with a shit ton of VA bad news in the last fortnight. First there was the ‘we outta money, honey’ story to Congress. Following on the heels of  that $ 3 Billion dollar beggar’s report, I spotted this in my news feed:

https://www.stripes.com/veterans/2024-07-31/veterans-disability-claims-errors-14684023.html

I almost felt sympathy thinking of the financial bind for Veterans in that VA had accidentally given Vets too much money instead of the opposite. I needn’t have worried. True to form, it was the reverse- VA screwing Vets of of their lawful entitlements. Funny how that M 21 manual always instructs them on how to do it wrong…but there’s never a VA mea culpa moment where you get the (800) 827-1000 apology in three part harmony. The closest thing I’ve ever seen is “A clear and unmistakable error was detected in the rating decision of 11/21/2002. Your rating for tinnitus is increased from 0% to 10% from 3/20/2002 to 5/12/2002 whereupon it is confirmed and continued at 0%.”

So, it was no surprise to see this on the front page of the Zeros for Heroes magazine this morning. Waaaay back in ’94 when I finally filed for Nehmer issues, VA sent me a three-pager with a request that I show up on July ___ , ’94 for my Agent Orange Registry exam at American Lake VAMC. They thoughtfully dreamed up this nothing burger in 1978 as a panacea for their poison. You’ll also notice they gave us all nothing until Miz Beverly Nehmer got up and fought for us in ’89.

https://www.military.com/daily-news/2024/04/24/toxic-exposure-screenings-vets-report-spotty-follow-questionnaire-meant-boost-health-care-and.html?amp

Like all of you, I showed up with a folder full of proof . The booth bitch just gave me that 1000-yard stare and said “Nope. I don’t see nothing about no appointment. Go have a seat and I’ll get back to you.” An hour later, I got handed a three-pager on a clipboard asking me where I’d been stationed (I-IV Corps), how many times  I thought I might have been “exposed” (and how) and any and all symptoms I personally felt were related to this innocuous weedkiller. Like I’m a doctor?

I was told I’d be rescheduled for a real exam with a real doctor to fix this error shortly. DCU/WCY. (Don’t call us. We’ll call you.) That was the end of the Registry as far as I knew. I guess Laos didn’t count. They didn’t have a box to check for it.

But now with the birth of the PACT Act, a whole new crop of acronyms are being born and bandied about like old, well-worn terms everyone is expected to know. CLCW (Camp Lejeune Contaminated Water), IEVs (Ionization-Exposed Vets), Nehmer -Class Vets (Vietnam presumptive.) ad nauseum. §§3.307; 3.309(e) just get  longer and longer every year.

Let’s wade right in and start with an ILER or Individual Longitudinal Exposure Report. Basically, in a nutshell, this is nothing more than a review of your service medical treatment records. VA uses a lot of AI to massage the information here. They’ll take an asthma visit to sick call as NOS (not otherwise specified) or RO (rule out asthma). Could be asthma but you don’t have a diagnosis (dx). Just in case, here’s an Albuterol inhaler but that isn’t to say we’re admitting you actually have any respiratory diseases. We’re merely supplying  you with a rescue inhaler JIC (just in case).

The next one is the TERA report. TERA is Toxic Exposure Risk Activity. From all the ones I’ve looked at, this is a simple dumpster dive into you military records to determine any deployments to “problem” areas which might force them into  acceptance of you as a potential exposee to chemicals or herbicides or ____________. Essentially, this is the old boots-on-the-ground Haas versus Peake paradox, or more simply, the newest updated VA Agent Orange Registry with add ons. Haas gave birth to what “coming ashore” was defined as. This led to the Brown water River Rats getting their boots on the ground. VA started drawing lines across Cam Ranh Bay and Da Nang Harbor to delineate where the Agent Orange magically stopped. That’s the “science” we’re dealing with.

VA roots through your DD 214 and looks for things like ARPAC (Army of the Pacific) or PACAF (Pacific Air Forces). OEF and OIF and your “I was there” medals are analyzed. If your Firebase Zip Code aligns with one in-country, you’re a Nehmer. Or if your boat was on the Brown Water NAVY (BWN) List, you ate the Orange stuff on the Perfume River.  Or if your zip code was in Afstan, you get the burn pit presumption. You’re still going to need extra help such as a nexus letter after they say “Yep. You were exposed but our TERA/ILER specialists say your MOS was not involved in burnpitting. Trust me. We tried like the devil to get this to come down in your favor but it just wouldn’t fly… but thanks oodles for you service.

Just before the PACT Act hit the books, we experienced the Procopio versus Wilkie revision and overthrow of the Haas v. Peake decision. This created a new group called  the Blue Water Boys out to 12 miles offshore. More lines were drawn in the South China Sea to define this. Like Agent Orange obeys Nationally recognized borders. As you can imagine, this let another sizable number of Squids into the Club. The PACT Act essentially lets everyone who ever served overseas in the general area of SWA (South West Asia) into this select clique. PACT also lets us Thailand/Laos/Cambodia outcasts into the club… but not under the favorable Nehmer terms. It also added a few more with Anderson AFB/Guam. But thirty years have gone by so there’s been a little attrition among the claimants due to lung cancer, Parkie’s and DM II.

Mostly, the PACT ACT is the biggest nothing burger to come down the pike in a while VA-wise. The majority of you are going to get the “Granted at 0%” pat on the back. A few will get the Full Ride scholarship and P&T. I’m not trying to piss on your campfire and bum you out. VA has a lot in the PACT bag but the big ticket items are the ones that will put you in the grave sooner that you expect. Ain’t no yellow ribbons ’round the old oak tree background music playing here….

In summary, the only time VA tries to shake your hand and put their arm around you is for a photo op.  Any time VA uses words like Stakeholder or “We’re all in this together.”, my advice is to step back and use the time-worn phrase of Jay Silverheels (Tonto in the Lone Ranger)- “What you mean ‘we’, Kimosabe? You ain’t got any more Native American in you than Sen. Liz Warren.”

Your friends in this VA poker game are always going to be your fellow Veterans. The President or National Commander of VFW flying around in that Gulfstream V could give a shit about you. Beware of men wearing funny hats.

What would a blog post be without old Ed the LRRP not offering his wit…

 

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BVA–GONNA BE A HEARTACHE TONIGHT

Life is good. It’s summer. It should be good-and moreover, it should be redolent with good memories and fun. But, as the title to this blog implies, there’s gonna be a continuing heartache for a few of us due to VA’s financial intransigence and the insane insistence on clinging to ignorance of SMC. But before we enter the doldrum stage, here’s my granddaughter Daphne who just learned to walk last Sunday. She started screaming for joy and scared the bejesus out of her parents. Now she screams any time she’s walking. I reckon that’s gonna be pretty exciting for a while. 

The only good news in this story is Mikey found me and there is something we (I) can do. Right off, filing a HLR (Higher Level of Review) is a waste of perfectly good electrons these days. VA is broke, dude. They’re suffering the empty pocket disease. When you don’t have any baksheesh, you can’t write rating decisions granting benefits other than Zeros for Heroes or 10%ers for Tinnitus and HTN. Got it?  Jack and Jill are shit out of luck if they toodle on up the hill to fetch a pail of water. The well is dry and will be for a few months.

So, when did this happen? Well, as near as we can tell, they pulled in their horns late last year when they saw the overwhelming response to their campaign for Free PACT Money. The very word’ free’ generally can start a stampede in its own right but when VA uses the term, it’s going to be a gully washer. And it was, right up until somebody looked at the bank account and sounded the alarm. Almost $3 buh-buh-buh-billion in the red. That’s slightly more than a rounding error.

So, in my practice, I see a lot of high-dollar ratings. SMC metastasizes like cancer when it goes unpaid. And when VA ain’t paying, it’s like a gigantic case of constipation building up. But who loses? Well, gee, Dick Tracy. Guess who? The Vet. By not paying him/her, the rating just keeps racking up bucks for the Vet but the downside, from his standpoint, is that it’s also racking up bucks for me on my 20% fee agreement. That simply isn’t fair any way you hold it up to the light. VA could care less from what I can gather.

This is grossly unfair for any number of reasons. Vets expect prompt adjudications. Anything less, especially due to financial shenanigans, is not grounds for an excuse. But what happens when they just start fudging and write decisions denying entitlement based on a) their ignorance ; or more likely, b) purposefully knowing it will go on appeal or to an HLR which will further delay the inevitable paying off the piper. Either way, they’re off the hook pour le moment and get to proceed to the next train wreck.

This blog deals with proposition b above. Meet Mikey. Mikey is very ill and has an indwelling catheter from his Vietnam prostate cancer residuals. He’s no doing too well. He’s in a nursing home. Sometimes his heart goes into 78 RPM tachycardia and they have to give him the juice to slow it down and reset it. This is his heartache. I filed him for the very least of his worries as you can read here.

Redact 526 for loss of use and a&a_Redacted

That went over like screen doors in submarines. VA didn’t even bother to consider aid and attendance for his 100% prostate cancer. I asked for it but the problem here is endemic to the M 21 and hence, VA’s ability to grant. If you’re getting a&a currently, and you apply for a second entitlement for same, there’s a catch 22 in there somewhere (unwritten) that if the Vet is stupid enough to ask for it twice, the VA isn’t too terribly obligated to explain being greedy isn’t permitted.

In the rating decision below, they really stepped on their necktie. If you understand SMC, you’ll know that by granting the loss of use of the legs on top of the previous grant of SMC L for a&a, that you automatically advance to SMC O. And, because one of those two ratings is for a&a, you proceed to SMC R1 and collect your $200 dollars for passing Go! just like Monopoly. Except in this game it’s $9,635 every time you pass Go. That’s due to the Cost of Living Allowance  (COLA) increase year over year.

Redact R1 win but no dough_Redacted

But what can we make of this? You’ve seen the Fail blogs on Reddit™. You had one job… and you blew it. In this example, VA has one job and they screw it up over 75% of the time. And worse, get promoted for their ineptitude.  No matter how much they try, the error rate never improves. And when you introduce SMC at the higher levels into the mix, the error rate shoots up to about 98%. It’s ugly. VA’s read is “We gave you a&a back in ’21. You only get it once. So buzz off.” After the gazillionth remand to grant R1, you’d think this concept might sink in. But noooooooo.

This is why a HLR is futile. How can you argue for a second a&a when their rule book incorrectly says one ice creme cone to a customer? If we were arguing a higher rating, say for PTSD from 50 to 70%, what you’d see in an HLR is a concession of either a duty to assist error or a difference of opinion. In either case, it would disappear into a black hole for 4 months and finally emerge as a new HLR decision saying “Yep. We screwed up. We’re going to redevelop this and order a new c&p for another psychiatric opinion.” Two months later, you’ll get the call to go see Dr. Phil down at VES for another check up under the hood. He’ll reconfirm you’re closer to 50 than 70. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. At that point, your VSO will do what I did and take it to the Board to get sorted.

You folks will be experiencing this for a while until they prime the financial pump and get caught up. Then there will be a new calamity. Have you ever known it to be different? It’s like a cross between the Three Stooges and the Keystone cops… with horrible consequences for all of us. Enjoy your weekend. The Gravenstein apples are almost done and the peaches are looking peachy.

The best of all news for last. I emailed the Seattle Regional Director the other day and asked why I hadn’t heard back from the VR&E Officer on the progress for my greenhouse grant after 74 days. He’s her boss. I asked him to sashay up to the eleventh floor and put a mirror under her nose to see if she was still among the living. Boom Shaka Laka Laka. My email  runnethed  over. Everyone who is anyone at VR&E Seattle said not to worry. They are on it. My counseling psychologist, or what passes for one, is coming out Tuesday morning bright and early to do the reconnoiter and survey what the damages are going to be. They were talking $65 K back in Fall 2017. Inflation and delay has driven that up to close to $200 K in the interim. So don’t feel pregnant and alone. I probably won’t see my grant until the funds are replenished either.

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THE SYNDICATE–A COMPOSITE ANALYSIS

Without divulging any names, (boy howdy do your ears just perk up) I admit joining a new think tank. We loosely call it The Syndicate although it’s far more informal than a Wounded Wallet “All Hands on Deck!” alert. Relax. We don’t meet in Colo. Springs at the Broadmoor and drink killer single malt. I wish. Think Zoom unless you live in the greater Sacramento area and want to attend their Happy Hour in situ.

My idea of a solution is I have to get Wifi down to the pool for this important event pronto. It intrudes on my swimming time. I can multitask. I’ve never tried it but it can’t be that hard. We here in the northern climes have to wait until afternoon to go down and break the ice on the ce-ment pond. I keep it waaaaay down at 88° to save energy and prevent Global Warming. The Syndicate insists on meeting precisely when I begin my trek down there with the sledgehammer and my Oscar the Grouch innertube in hand.

 

We ( I have no idea how many of us) meet once a month to discuss how recent history is going to impact our goals of winning our clients’ SMC. We discuss recent precedential cases which may be helpful for one of us. We report strange anomalies in The Force to one another about changes in VA procedures or how the raters react to any given method we use to litigate. In a word, it’s like Robin Hood and his Merry Men. The Three Musketeers. All for one and One for all. It’s like a free mini legal conference every month but without the CLEs. BYOB.

The Syndicate’s commonality is our membership in a Fraternal Order of VA Ambulance Chasers ( no names to protect the innocent). What absolutely floors me is  the fact that most of these folks are real attorneys and yet still  give a shit about their clients and not their hair or their Lexus. How cool is that?

Given the last week or so in history, we’ll have a lot to digest tomorrow. I have a case slowly making it’s long tortuous way back from the CAVC. It was sitting there AOD in CASEFLOW with “Distributed to Judge” about a month and then Poof! Faerydust. It went into “On Hold.” with VLJ Chris Wendell. Chris seems to be the resident ‘on-hold’ line judge who throws the Yellow Flag and sits on these puppies until some OGC precedent can be established or decided on as on point. I’ve found him in several of my cases. He’s like Puxsuatawny Phil not showing up…six more weeks of winter on your appeal.

One thing is for sure. Every VLJ has an in-basket regardless their rank. But what could possibly cause a 1970 Five banger (five trips to DC + MFR) BVA case to go into Purgatory twice in one life span? On a Vacate and Remand from the Court, no less. My guess? The death of Chevron deference the day it went on hold again. I’m not holding my breath or chilling the Dom. Yet. Check it out. 22-3069. Roberto and me have been working this one since 2012.

The biggest thing on the Friday menu was the recent announcement Monday by the Under Secretary for Excuses Billybob Oops. He had the unpleasant job of going up to Capitol Hill and explaining to the House Vets Committee they were somehow about $15 B-b-b-billion over budget all the way into next year and wanted to know if they could get a $2.5 bil payday loaner until October. Wait. It gets better.

I get a lot of calls from VA litigators and they all like to spoof their caller origins. The ones coming from the Seattle DROC all come in with the main switchboard identification of the Seattle VAMC over on Beacon Hill (206) 762-1010. Pretty tricky, huh? The DROC is down south across the street from Sea Tac Airport. Since I eschewed using VA medical in 2010, I just know they aren’t calling to remind me my colonoscopy exam is overdue.

So, for about the last year  or so, the phone’s been ringing and the 762-1010 comes up-but no Denise Dolittle from the VA calling to set up a HLR IC. Instead, I hear that elevator music lady kick in after about a five-second pregnant pause… “Hellooo, sailor! This is the VA calling. We’ve identified you by your VA records as having been exposed to some nasty harmful chemicals. You should file for the PACT Act and get valuable benefits. Call 800 Dial a Prayer as soon as possible and let them know you are interested in filing a claim for Burn Pit exposure immediately. Valuable prizes included with this exciting once in a lifetime offer.”

So, if you’re crowing about how many Vets you’ve gotten service connection and PACT benefits for (1.5 million) caused by cold calling them up and inviting claims wholesale, and then paid them out about $2.1 billion dollars… then you may be a VA employee. Just sayin’. No hard feelings, hear? Kinda makes you wonder how they get their underwear on facing the right way in the morning.

In closing, I’ll say this. If you have a lot of bad JU JU left over from a prior war (or conflict like Panama/ Grenada) and are worried about getting into Heaven, there’s no business like Vet business. It doesn’t have to be down in the legal trenches or slogging it out behind a VSO desk. There are untold opportunities out there to help Veterans out. If you’re stymied, think up something new that might benefit them. Bake cookies and go down to the local Supermarket and set up. Cookies for Veterans and their families only. How cool is that? Color me there.

The obvious problem with that is you’ll inevitably have a Marine or Army Recruiter trying to set up a booth right beside you in short order. And they’ll steal your cookies.

 

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Exposed Vet Radio Show in 1 hr and 10 minutes.

Exposed Vet Radio Show is scheduled for 1900 East and 1600 West. Pete Cianchetta and I will be discussing the ramifications of the demise of Chevron Deference and how it’s going to affect VA claims.

Here’s the link.

https://www.blogtalkradio.com/jbasser/12350987/connect/638af041513f7e3b96c012e33030a6af71869828

Or, you can use the old fashioned telephone connection.

(515) 605-9764

See you there verbally. Don’t forget the chips and dip.

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AMERICA IN THE 21ST CENTURY–HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Unlike Mr. Sting of The Police band, I have great faith in America. His song Spirits in the Material World paints a bleak picture of the future if you subscribe to its dire premise. Many progresssive-minded folks do. I don’t. If you want to see a country with a lot of problems, you don’t have to look far. Can you  imagine living in Afghanistan these days? As a woman or school aged girl? Or worse, a transsexual?  

While America has had a few rough spots, you’ll notice we’re still around using the original recipe for the Republic we founded. We’ve never been conquered or occupied by hostile forces on our own turf since the English burned down the Casa Blanca in 1812. The fact that we’re being invaded by illegal immigrants who seek a better life is disconcerting but I expect that is a temporary aberration that will resolve itself soon enough if the powers that be would quit squabbling.

I hear all too frequently that “democracy is at stake” in November. Do any of you actually believe some chucklehead like Trump seeks to get elected and then proclaim himself a dictator? For life? That’s like believing in chemtrails and a flat earth. It would require a conspiracy of untold magnitude and the collusion of nearly every branch of the military. I honestly believe we have a better chance of greeting aliens on the Mall near the Washington Monument soon.

 I tried that conspiracy gig up in a country back in the ’70s where Together We Never Served. You can’t clear them in hot with liquid sunshine (napalm) without getting busted. A conspiracy of one? Yes, but not a conspiracy of more than one. Too many people  have to know in order to accomplish it. That can’t happen in the brave new world of whistleblowers.

Let’s unpack this “doomed democracy” gig. Without taking sides, I’ll grant that a bunch of “inspired citizens” decided to hold a protest at the Capitol on January 6th back in ’21. Did they seek to change the election results? Did they seek to permanently revoke democracy as we know it? Political science isn’t my strong suit so I defer to others. What I saw is some unruly idiots on parade who wanted some facetime on NBC. If that was the best they had, they flunked the “Destroy Democracy” test. I was impressed with the guy who tried to abscond with the Speaker’s Podium. That took balls bigger than mine.

America is an amalgam of many things. I’d pull up short of saying extremists or insurrectionists. Most of the Americans I know are ex-military types who fervently love their country. They may comprise disparate groups who vote in two distinctly different directions. Some want more freedom and less government. Disturbingly, other groups actually want the opposite. Gun nuts. Gun control nuts. Men who yearn to be women and vice versa. Folks who prefer antisemitism over freedom of religion. It becomes comical when a large contingent of  LGBTQ-type advocates support Hamas. Do they realize they’d be executed on the spot in Gaza (or anywhere in the Muslim world) for waving a rainbow flag? As my daddy used to say, “You have the right to remain stupid.”

For all America’s perceived shortcomings, there’s no place like it. Very few countries on Earth allow you to possess guns. They don’t trust you with them.  In some countries, you are not free to move about the country.  Sure, you can own and operate an AK 47 or 74 in Afstan-but only if you’re on the right side of the ruling hierarchy. Can you imagine a sand rancher walking into a Piggly Wiggly store and cutting lose with a 47? He’d never survive long enough to go to trial. I fear that may become the case here some day if we don’t start to enforce the myriad rules already on the books instead of trying to take away our guns.

America is unique. When I hear some of you shout Make America Great Again, I can’t help but think you’re missing the point. When did we cease to become great? Or mediocre? Or downright unpleasant? Okay. Leave out New York, San Francisco or LA.

Every four years, we (opposing political parties) get the heebie-jeebies that somehow the “other side” is going to take over and wreck all the hard work we’ve accomplished. I get that. Paranoia strikes deep as the song goes. But think back over the last 248 years and tell me when some “existential threat to democracy as we know it” reared its ugly head and smote down our Republic. I disremember unless you want to drag in the War of Northern Aggression (viewed in the eyes of the South) or the Whiskey Rebellion in Pennsylvania. America didn’t perish. We gathered ourselves up and moved on.

Existential threats, to me, are weird-ass shit like fake pandemics. Sure. A lot of folks died from Covid but the more we investigate, we understand many of them were on their last legs medically speaking. Masks turned out to be useless. Our government lied to us and screwed up the country. We’re only now beginning to see the long range damage. In true numbers based on the size of our population, 1918’s Spanish Flu was just as bad- if not worse. We survived as a Nation. Ditto WWI and II. More dittos for Vietnam and the Iraqistan fiasco. Much like a cat, we always seem to land on our feet and proceed apace. Witness the elimination of segregation and slavery. Don’t try to convince me racism still runs rampant across the Fruited Plains. I used to live in the South and am old enough to remember colored water fountains only. It only exists now for political purposes to incite, anger and separate us. Wake up, America.

Freedom (American Style) is pretty much unique to our country alone. The very idea that  if former President Trump regains power, he’ll have unlimited power to order Seal Team 6 to take out Nancy Pelosi or Chuck Schumer is ludicrous. Moreover, if anyone thinks the Army or the Marines would go along with the idea that he should be crowned King and rule forever- and even support his efforts to overthrow ‘democracy as we know it’, you need to see a shrink and be medicated. Heavily.

Japan was convinced they could never invade America and conquer us because we (as one aspiring politician once said) are a basket of deplorables who cling to their guns and religion. I really don’t have much truck with the ultra religious but if they’re peaceable,  I don’t see the problem. If they know gun safety and don’t sashay around at the local Mall toting six sixguns, who cares? I even will give them a bye when they show up on my front porch and try to shove an Awake! or Watchtower magazine into my hands.

What I fear most are folks who may want to outlaw purple hair or teach kids DEI in school. School is for readin’, writin’ and ‘rithmatic- not a brainwashing exercise to convince  Johnny that he might, in  the new reality of wokeness, be Jane and his parents are guilty  of suppressing his yearning to change. Let’s let Johnny or Jane make that choice after s/he reaches the age of majority- and not before. We don’t let them vote before 18 for a reason. They’re not ‘done’ yet.

America is sturdy. It’s durable. It will survive if everyone would cease getting their panties in a knot and predicting gloom and doom if one side or the other prevails. We’ve been doing this for a few hundred years and we’ve always had a peaceful transfer of power. One marvels at how Trump can be guilty of trying to ensure the 2020 election was above board. Do we ignore Al Gore’s hanging chads in Florida in 2000? Do we sweep Hillary Clinton’s conjecture of how she was robbed in ’16 under the carpet? Face it. Every election, by its very nature, is going to have a winner and, conversely, a loser. Unfortunately, some are sore losers. Sore losers never changed the outcome though.

I rarely opine on matters political but the frenzy meter is running in the red these days. AOC says she’s going to impeach the Supreme Court for the litany of evils they have spawned.  I never heard the conservative branch of Americans ever advocate to run them out on a rail when the Court was 6-3 and knee deep in progressive endeavors for years and years back in the 60s.

It’s time to sky down and analyze history. Roe vs. Wade hinged on the Government abrogating the power from the States to tell women what was permissible. Nowhere in the four corners of the Constitution does it say the Government has that power. Just because it happened doesn’t mean a wrong cannot be righted to balance true freedom of choice. Each and every state has the right to make that determination. I, for one, find abortion to be sanctioned murder but I would fight to the death for a woman’s right to make that choice herself. If the state you live in forbids, or severely curtails, that right, vote with your feet. If Illinois outlaws possession of AR 15s, vote with your feet. Move to Florida or Wyoming.  You live in America. You’re free to move about this glorious country-for the moment anyway.

I hear Alec Baldwin or Susan Sarandon moan and say if Trump is elected, they’ll depart America post haste. They said the same thing in ’00 and ’04 when faced with the choice of Bush ’43. And here we are twenty years later still going strong like the Energizer Bunny. That babe down in New Mexico would still be alive if Alec had left. No. I have ultimate faith in the way our forefathers constructed this poker game. It’s stood the test of time and a bunch of panicky naysayers won’t convince me to vote for anyone who advocates usurping our rights to protect us from ourselves.

Next year, I look forward to a closed, Southern border (or any border) that protects us from folks who would blow up the World Trade Centers, I look forward to schools that teach morals- not how to put a rubber on a banana. The old Virginia Slims commercial always resonates in my noggin. “You’ve come a long way, Baby.” We have. We now need to put that in perspective and practice what we preach. We cannot put our citizens in a virtual moral (or immoral) jail to protect them from themselves. We have to trust that those we elect will do the right thing and protect our unique way of life for those who come after us.

We don’t need to make America great again. We just need to admit we’ve strayed a little bit too far in the wrong direction. When we can’t afford to pay rent (let alone buy a house) and put food on the table for our kids, that means we’re doing it wrong. When good, solid immigrants of high moral character are waiting patiently in line to come here, how can it be that our Administration is not only allowing unvetted, unvacinated folks to stream across the border unfettered but flying them in from El Salvador?  If the guy running for President is convinced everything is hunky dory and no American servicemen have died on his watch, then we need a change. Two Americans are running. One is an alleged felon for cooking the books to pay off a hooker to quit lying. The other ‘s son is now an alleged felon who just got convicted of illegal possession of a handgun while high on crack for the last 10 years. Only in America, folks. Only in America. I don’t think it gets any greater than that.

And that’s all I’m going to say about that. Happy Birthday America. Gentlemen, start your barbecues.

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NEW BOOK–BETRAYAL OF VALOR

I received a copy of a new book that just came out this week. Included was a cover letter  addressed to Mr. Gordon Alexander. The VA Accreditation site has me as Gordon A. Graham and the nova site has me as Gordon Alex Graham. Since you just gotta know everyone sells their lists including the VFW etc. , I’m now watching my mail to see what else comes in with that name configuration. Below is the copy of the cover letter. I’ll give Maggie a bye on this one. I don’t mind being addressed as Mr. Alexander. Beats Hell out of being called late for dinner.

Advertize my book, please

Back to the book. The subheader below Betrayal of Valor is ‘An Exposé of a Horribly Flawed Veteran’s Administration”. The author has asked me to critique his work. I’m sure it’s a very well written book. I’m sure it’s unerringly accurate historically speaking.  I’m uncertain as to whether Mr. Eric Gang, Esquire is an accomplished VA attorney or not. I don’t know anything about him and don’t recall I’ve ever run into him at our legal conferences. His record that I can see reveals hundreds and hundreds of Joint Motions for Remand (JMR) asking to relitigate the denials again below salted with requests for dismissal. Granted, maybe he prevailed the second time around. Let’s give him the Presumption of Soundness, shall we? What the hey? The man has a J.D. and I sure don’t.

I’m pretty sure Eric’s as busy, if not busier, than me but honestly, sending me-or any Veteran- a copy Of this “exposé” is like carrying the coals to Newcastle. I reckon that phrase dates me. To all of you who just came back from Sandrancher country, it’s like reminding us all you just spent twenty plus years at war and had to run for your lives at the end. Veterans are well-versed in that version of war since the Vietnam debacle. I’m praying it doesn’t become the default setting in the future.

From the title, you’d expect the book  would recite the litany of VA stupidity that’s followed them like a moonshadow since our War for Independence. Think about it. VA has an almost perfect unblemished record of turning everything they touch into a world class fustercluck. Seems plausible. The VA used to be an offshoot of the Secretary of War and thence the Department of Defense. Historically speaking, Fort Five Sides hasn’t been able to find their ass with a methane detector since the end of WW II. Now they’re hopelessly  occupied with flying the rainbow flag and achieving equity to even attain (let alone maintain) their troop strength.

The VA didn’t technically come into its own until 1989 but nothing has changed except the name. Which is why I question why anyone would suddenly wake up in 2024 complaining the system is irretrievably broken-and then write an exposé sharing their newfound revelations with the folks who’ve experienced it since their separation. Helloooooo?

Remember the Bonus Army that came to Washington DC back in 1932 and demanded early redemption of their bonus coupons? Screwed to a man they were. MacArthur and Patton got in some good cavalry practice that day and even Eisenhower got dragged into the fray- albeit unsupportive of the action.

Think of more recently. Remember Under Secretary for Benefits (USB) Allison Hickey testifying before Congress circa 2013-14 that the VA was preparing to revise their DBQs to provide a space for doctors to opine-up or down- as to whether the disease /injury was caused in service?  Under Secretary Hickey insisted they just wanted to use up all the existing ones in stock first. But riddle me this- all the DBQs are electronic .pdfs.

I guess I might add it appears they never did finish using up the electronic version as there still is no place for the outward-facing document available to Johnny Vet with that promised box to opine in. VA has, however, created a separate inwards-facing “DBQ” of sorts called a Medical Opinion form wherein they perform this function but it isn’t available to us (Veterans) to provide to our own doctors. Sound like some kind of Secret Squirrel SOG bullshit? You betcha.

Remember when the AMA was inaugurated in 2019 and  was going to revamp and simplify the whole VA claims process as we know it? I’m still hoping to live to see the promised drive-thru lanes at our VAROs across the fruited plains before I pass. But then I’m also still waiting for the backlog of any kind of claim or appeal to evaporate (as promised) which might create the necessity for these drive-thru lanes.

Remember when the VA had so many doctors that they were promising you an appointment within a month?  In 2014, we all found out they had to 86 a shit ton of appointments at Phoenix just to keep the wait time down to a dull three-month roar. Even then some Vets fell through the cracks and died before even getting to first base with their caregivers.

Every time I hear some Vet spout off about  what killer care he receives from the VAMC near him, I look down at my belly and those seven ventral hernias avec cadaver skin and say “wait”. Just wait until you’re coming down with Prostate cancer and some VHA desk pilot in scheduling says in a chirpy voice that you’re in luck inasmuch as they have an opening in MRI next February 10th (2025) at 1640 hrs. So what if your prostate cancer has metastasized into your bones and lymph nodes by then? It’s free because you’re 50% or more SC. Surely you can see the value in it being free medical treatment.

Mr. Gang’s book reads more like a poorly plagiarized version of a NVLSP Veterans Benefits Manual. The title suggests we’re going to get the down and dirty on every nasty deed they’ve ever perpetrated on us. It doesn’t.  I’m not denigrating the book. It’s just that it regurgitates nothing more than how to win a claim-not an exposé as promised. When the war’s over, Veterans are leftover detritus that no longer needs to be pandered to.  What throws me for a loop is that several of my fellow VA agents have also received this tome but nary an attorney has. Is this to say we’re equally as ignorant as VSOs and need counseling by Eric on how to do this? That’s pretty condescending. Remember- his publisher, at his insistence, asked me to critique this book honestly. This isn’t some Sunday afternoon diatribe.

I’ve been playing VA poker since 1989 on a pretty regular basis and there’s not much they can pull out of their hats these days that I haven’t seen. The major change just seems to be the inordinately large amount of bullshit coming down the pike with new, imaginary regulations that say that unfortunately we can’t get there from here.

If Mr. Gang had been more forthright in his investigations before taking pen to paper, he’d comment on the reality of our latest fiasco called the PACT Act. It’s as if Congress and VA colluded (read ‘made a pact with the VSO devils’) to foist this new ‘entitlement’ on Veterans and then hand out 0% ratings after mucho PR hoopla. We, among the VA representative ranks refer to this dog and pony show as the ‘Zeros for Heroes’ program. Trust me, it’s been around since before the War of 1812 and hasn’t changed appreciably since. Promise them untold compensation riches and hand them fool’s gold. Welcome to VA compensation 101.

On Ash Wednesdays (post PACT Act), across our fruited VA plains, many Veterans figuratively discover the valuable Mardi Gras beads (read promised benefits) they were bequeathed the night before in good faith by their VSOs are nothing more than cheap, worthless 0% trinkets. This happens year in and year out. Was it Einstein who opined the definition of insanity is performing the same action over and over in hopes the results will change?

I’m not complaining about Mr. Gang’s book. I merely point out he’s failed to reveal the perfidy of VA’s continuing promises he’s promised which they dangle in front of us like a carrot before the donkey. Where’s the exposé, cowboy? It’s a great book if you’re a newby FNG representative looking for insight on how to cut the VA’s Gordian Knot.  It’s Greek if you’re Johnny Vet. And it’s like reading last week’s newspaper if you’re inexperienced and expecting to receive some Divine Sign from God on how to win a VA claim.

I’ll leave you with this. On the back cover, a review  by Kircus Reviews states:

“Having brought nearly a thousand cases before the United States Court of Appeals for Veterans Claims, the author not only presents readers with a well-documented exposé of VA misconduct, but also offers practical tips to veterans [sic] on how to navigate the labyrinthine VA bureaucracy.”

If you don’t understand VA law-both the old Legacy system as well as the new AMA- how in Sam Hill do you expect to offer practical tips to the great unwashed? And that’s all I’m going to say about that except Veterans deserve the capital ‘V’ rather than the lower case ‘v’. We’ve more than earned the sobriquet in my mind.

P.S. One upon a time, where, Together We Never Served…

 

 

 

 

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EXPOSED VET RADIO SHOW– THURSDAY 6/13/2024

I got hornswoggled into doing a PCAFC appeal to the Board for Ray. Then I inadvertently inherited one already at the BVA in Caseflow so I’m going to discuss the ins and outs of “How to” for all of you encountering your own difficulties in this endeavor. The secret seems to be in the phraseology.  

The Call in number is still

(515) 605-9764

Or, should you desire to view it on the computer…

https://www.blogtalkradio.com/jbasser/12346174/connect/083b1805437ee52ec94a79a102321e4a0e6a40da

Show starts @ 1900 Hrs East/1600 Hrs Left Coast. See you there audibly.

 

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