“Ass Cankers are Ass Cankers. It Happens."
An online acquaintance of mine, BM, wrote the best description of Perspective I’ve ever read.
My old man was a CIA guy that got sent to the shittiest shitholes imaginable. We, the family, got to live in regular shitholes that gave him access to launch into the shittiest shitholes.
At some point in his travels, he picked up a parasite that caused abscesses in his ass. And it was like malaria, it never goes away and it attacks you when you’re stressed/weak/undernourished.
I raged at the CIA, the medical community (there are virologists, pathologists, and internal medicine guys riding around in Mercedes because of the blood/tissue samples they took from the Big Guy), and the government.
The Big Guy feared the ass abscesses. They were exceedingly painful, and each had to be drained, a debridement session involving wire brushes and whatnot, and then the cite was packed. The site had to be unpacked and re-packed every three days, and that wasn’t fun.
Sign up to be James Bond, wind up having to have drainage tubes hanging out your ass.
The Big Guy got Zen with it, and told me one time, savoring an unfiltered Camel, “Ass cankers are ass cankers. It happens. No point blaming it on someone, that shit’s just life.”
Main Image: Marcus Aurelius, by Eric Gaba, Wikimedia Commons user Sting [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)]