What happens if the top dogs from the CBT KINGDOM go on holiday???
They discuss other possible options for their Choking Brain Treatment. And it is amazing what they have come up with. Absolutely amazing.
Even their mates, you know, the old chappies from the GOBSART Institute of Excellence, are jealous of these exquisite ideas.
But they have announced that they will write their next GUIDELINE for ME, in the same place these TOP DOGS went to, to get the necessary inspiration without too much perspiration. And who can blame them.
Even I get jealous watching this great idea from a great place on our planet.
But as soon as I can walk again, I’ll be on my way to go there as well. Why????
To get new ideas for the Dr Speedy guidelines on whatever.
Because in the very near future I can walk again, and ME will be properly treated.
Or is that a dream for the next few years, old chappies?? It is your choice to either help some people out, or earn a lot of bobs yourself.
Do you want people to get healthy again, and back at work, or was that not the purpose of your outdated guideliner???
Everybody who has been visiting my site, who has been sending me emails, and leaving comments on my BLOG. Thank you very much.
And you know what, old chappies, it doesn’t CURE ME or so, but it is VERY good indeed to keep my spirits up, and give you guys time to rewrite your silly manuscript and submit a proper one.
Something useful this time perhaps??? Just a thought guys, just a thought.
Now I don’t actually know if there would be any literary agent interested in notes from the past, notes form the Middle Ages, that were outdated before we could actually print books.
So let alone in this day and age of the mobile phone, a handy, that is not a handy man BLOKEYS, but one of those handheld phones you can use anywhere and everywhere on this planet.
Well, unless obviously you subscribe to the GOBSART telephone company that doesn’t have any hotpoints or other ports of call.
No not XXXX points of call.
And for those of you who don’t know this sort of interesting detail, XXXX is an old AUSTRALIAN JOKE about BRISBANE.
If you ask ME, Brisbane is a lovely city, beautiful river and BEACH almost in the middle of town. A fantastic Museum of old GOBSART stuff.
The last time they had an expedition about, ooops, brainfading again, that is an exposition about the animals that were still around when the GOBSART Institute was still state of the art.
Exactly, I am talking about super REX and all his other DINOSAUR friends.
But anyway, just ask an Australian, not one from Brisbane about XXXX and he won’t think what you think. No adult stuff or so that is spamming my BLOG and has meant that you are now not allowed to put your comments on there anymore without me rewriting them.
No seriously, it is a shame that spammers are putting a spammer in the wagon. But thanks everybody for still commenting.
XXXX is what AUSSIES will say if they ask how people from Brisbane spell BEER. As their beer brand is called XXXX. So not Of Course Light, Old Broken Hens or whatever.
Yes, you were thinking about something else, something tasty, something exquisite, something so out of this world that I can show any picture of any horrible shooting, bombing or anything else, but if I would now place the following video on this BLOG, people will start to moan and shoot, sorry, shout that this can’t be done.
And it is only a video about guys thinking about girls going top less.
Now you see, I didn’t say they were topless, that is what you thought.
But on another spammer, what bloke would want to be superglued to his bed, if he could be on holiday and enjoying all those beautiful things in our world.
You know, girls, fast cars, fast cars, girls, fast cars, girls, fast cars, girls, fast cars, girls, fast cars, girls, fast cars, fast cars, and girls.
But no, we are enjoying, so I am told, this bedbound thing.
Our beloved friends from the ME promotion team have actually stated that we have waited our whole life for this life fulfilling thing to come by and stop at our door so we could take a bite and think, how lovely.
How adorable, how sexy and how so utterly amazing better than being out and about, being at work, going for a run, playing with the kids, driving a NICE car before all the petrol is gone.
But no, my suggestibility part of my brain, somewhere on the left, go straight on, take another turn, left that is, right at the end of the ventricle, and there you see a sign, parking for ME only.
So please take note, old chappies from the GOBSART Institute of Excellence, and you TOP DOGGIES, with your CBT is best banner, on your houses.
I couldn’t agree with you more, Cut Back on Talking, absolutely, no more talking therapies for neurological illnesses.
But don’t despair Old Chappies, maybe CBT will work for growing organic TOMATOES, you know, instead of using pesticides, we talk the bugs to death.
What do you say, great opportunity, and after using CBT for a neuro disease, this new challenge is A PIECE OF CAKE???
I couldn’t agree with you more.
Now, 001/7, for those of you who are new to this BLOG, that is our 007 who fell ill with ME and who can now only work in spyland, a sort of Disneyland for people with handguns and other toys, one day out of seven.
So you see, that is why they call him 001/7 at ME-6.
Now ME-6 is the cellar below the cellar of MI-6 so if you go there you won’t be able to find them. But in spyland that is a good thing I am told.
In ME-land that means we are malingering sods, because the little buggers that cause our loveliness is theirs, sorry there, but we just can’t find it.
A sort of 007 bug.
Anyway, our master of KGB hood, these days he is more of an expert in empty bins, you know, those left behind by that bin man from the sandpit full of oil, found this video of the master of the magic wand brigade discussing other topics.
You see, they have conquered the Mental health world, all the patients with depression and so in the UK and in the Netherlands, where they have another CBT MAGIC KINGDOM, are cured.
So they had to find new adventures.
First they decided that the Gulf War veterans who went on this fighting thing, as the fittest blokes on this planet, were looney bins when they came back.
And they were so looney, that they were sane.
You see, apparently it wasn’t a physical illness but neither was it a mental health problem.
There was no bloodtest showing anything, so they were healthy.
Well at least in delusional minds.
The funny thing is, these soldiers, maybe we should ask them for some advise before we take the GOBSART boys to court, actually won their court case and now we actually have Hospitals for Gulf War syndrome.
And the great inventor of ME-hood, who denied the existence of the Gulf Region, is still the great inventor and now says he knows it all. Always did and always will.
The thing I don’t understand is that all patients with mental health problems have ceased to exist, they were so tired from talking to these MAGIC WAND BOYS and GIRLS that they either went in hiding, or otherwise emigrated to Australia.
As we all know, here in South Australia we still have common sense, just like they have in Canada.
We actually know that Mr Vint Cenf, you know that GOOGLE man, has invented something called the net for Inter fans so they could watch their favourite soccer team even if they were abroad and not in Milan or elsewhere in Italy.
So the BLOKEYS got bored and they discovered a whole world outside mental health.
Neurological illnesses, sandpits, and they got, or is it get ELEVEN million POUNDS only for talking and boring us to death.
But apparently the Brits love this talking business so much, even though there are no mental health problems anymore, that they are spending another what is it, ONEHUNDRED AND EIGHTY ON TALKY TALKY WISHY WASHY NONSENSE.
Now please help me out, but I always thought that onehundred and eighty was something you shouted if a bloke with a beer in one hand, a few tattoos on his arms and a belly, was throwing arrows at you.
And you know what, I actually enjoy this throwing business.
I have tried it myself and the red gigantic bits on the board are so tiny in reality that you hardly see them, let alone hit them.
So how on earth these guys manage to hit them is beyond me.
Now, we from the Dr Speedy BLOG did actually perform a trial that was okayed by the ethical committee chaired by Mr Darts Vader.
He said, before he was off to be in another George Clooney project, lets do it.
So we bloodtested these tattoos, and we tattood the guys who couldn’t hit the board. Interestingly enough, the tattoos were fine, bleeding a bit but otherwise fine, and the bloodtests showed nothing spectacular at all.
Well actually, they didn’t show anything, even peer reviewing didn’t help.
No really, so there is no way these tattoos can hit the board, let alone get the ONEHUNDRED AND EIGHTIES.
But to come back to 001/7, he did send me this video, BELINDA was really cool, and kind and sexy, and was our MESSENGER again.
As we are getting closer to winter, well at least in your part of the world, we told her it was alright to put her coat on and wear her Eddy Jordan costume only for ME blokes in Australia so we still have something to look forward to.
You see, one visit and one kind word by BELINDA does more good than a thousand visits to a CBT fanatic with no sense of humour at all.
You don’t believe me do you, well the next time you go just tell them that CBT is just as handy for ME as it is for forecasting the weather.
And you’ll be amazed that they get really offended if you tell them their talky lightning fast thunderbird therapy for a neuro disease is well, silly really.
Now as a GP, I have had the pleasure and the great fortune that I have never treated a patient who then came back for a review and said, look doc, but those pills didn’t work, they gave me a headache, stomach pain or whatever.
Because if they would have I would have gone beserk and send them straight to the KINGDOM of TAKINGHOOD. Sorry, TALKINGHOOD.
You see, one slip of the finger, mind is starting to come back, funny sensation, and my thinking keyboard is joining in as well.
So thanks BELINDA for being our MESSENGER again, and I would say, watch and enjoy. And remember, enjoy your holiday as well, away from silly patients who dare to ask professors, and old chappies from the GOBSART Institute of Excellence, some critical questions.
That wasn’t what you planned, when you became part of this exclusive club, where you must sign on the dotted line, when you join that is, that you turn your brains off.
Because too much knowledge, not only slows the process down, it also makes your heads too heavy. Or so I’m told.
And that is putting you at risk of shutting up and doing what we pay you to do.
And what did Mr Stuart Woods say in his book, Two Dollar Bill???
“I found out by doing a Google search, an investigative technique available to any six year old with a computer, and one that I recommend to your Junior Men.”
And why didn’t the GOBSART FELLOWS not use this technique?? Well simple, first of all they had ELEVEN MILLION reason to GET in the bank.
But secondly, no six year old works there, and if the CBT BLOKES see a six year old; who is so ill with ME, the chances are that they take her away from mum and dad.
Just click here and be amazed of the hidden truth and courts in the UK.
And that in this day and age. The inquisition is back so it seems.
Oh, but still watch and enjoy, and keep on fighting the silly wishy washy blokes.
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