I did nothing wrong but complain

I did nothing wrong unless complaining about being wronged is a greater wrong than the precipitating wrongful action. The V.A.'s escalating wrongful actions toward me (culminating in my veteran benefits being cut and my being gulagized with police visits!) is like a rapist complaining to his victim "Stop yelling. You are harming my self-esteem" as he gags her mouth to silence her.

Please note that my complaints were always written down because of realizing the futility of a "he says/she says." Since college in the early 1970's I have always been known as a scatalogical note-taker. The memorialized documentation is a pretty accurate trail of events recorded at the time of mistreatment: Anyone who thinks these numerous letters were fabricated at the last moment has never at the last moment tried to put a child's Christmas toy together. Thus, the decisions to marginalize and gulagized were made by more than one V.A. facility director, i.e., systemic problem. An underling cannot stamp a medical record with my gulag tags.

The media and congressional uproar over V.A. deathlists did not surprise me. Deathlist part 2 is the failure of the V.A. to timely provide medical records by which vets can seek private care when V.A. actions prompt justified paranoia, see Medical Record Requests: Waste of Time.

My case is not unique. Many vets are afraid to complain for fear of losing benefits ... or worse as vindicated by the deathlists. I'm different. I hate hypocrisy more than I love living: A person who is not willing to die for a better world is not living.