Doctor Tied Up at the GMC
I was chatting to a friend of mine last week. He had a strange reaction to the GMC. Following his hearing, he decided that he would flip from being gay to being heterosexual. How did that happen then? I know the GMC drives people to drink, to chocolate and to death but I had never heard of them turning a gay person into a heterosexual. I put down the phone following our conversation and was utterly shocked. This phenomena had never happened ever before.
Luckily, before he placed his profile on the asian dating site Shaadi.com to find a missionary positioned spinster GP, he came to his senses and decided he was gay again. I was pleased about this as I had fallen off my chair and developed worry lines on my forehead that no amount of Clinique could cure. I was reassured yesterday that it was simply a minor stress reaction to the effects of the GMC. OK then, these things happen I suppose. Afterall, it has been well documented that the GMC drove me to large quantities of chocolate resulting in multiple detox chocolate diets. I am in the recovery phase now.
I then discussed GMC supremacy and other doctors. Of course, in the medical profession, every doctor fears the GMC. They all gibber away biting their nails in the corner as if the GMC have supreme control over the world. Actually, they probably do have supreme control but only because doctors take it lying down. Yes, it is true, the Medical Act is now supreme. That's because everyone has been gibbering away in fear. About 90 percent of doctors I have come across allow the GMC to hit them with their rhythm stick. I often look at them and go "why"? Why is it impossible for doctors to defend themselves against this brute? Is it that they get a kick out of this new brand of S &M? Doctors spend their lives saving others but when they end up at the GMC, it is as if they hand themselves over on a large sacrificial slab.
If you observe the doctors we know, there is Dr No. His real identity was outed by a fellow blogger he had been fraternizing with. Worst still, she had written to the GMC about him in a fit of anger. Now, Dr No has disappeared from oblivion and is nursing his writers cramp. No doubt, he will be waiting for the GMC to whip him and continue to develop multiple anxieties about the discovery of his identity. It isn't anyone's fault that his own that he opted to fraternize with the great unwashed, give her his identity and trust her. So what if the GMC knows his identity? Well, I suppose there is the minor problem of him writing anti GMC propaganda. I am sure the big boys at the GMC can take it lying down. Dr No used to howl about being British and the bravery that comes with it. Now, his blog lies in a tatters because he wallowed with a member of the public, who then told the GMC all about him. We have all been waiting for Dr No to appear and stand by his so called crowings about British values and bravery. No one has ascertained whether Dr No has one or two balls yet. We shall have to wait and see.
Then there is PACA, an organisation who admitted to fearing the General Medical Council. This is why they created their "group". So that the GMC wouldn't whip their butts and hang them upside down. Mistress Mellor just takes it in her stride and has got a large list of UK paediatricians running around like headless chickens. PACA plays the game of coming on and off the GMC register faster than a bride's nightie.
Then there are all the anonymous medical bloggers in the UK who gibber away each time the GMC send their livelink programme to search them out. Saying something controversial is bound to bring the GMC's wrath upon them. That's the perception anyway. And that is where the GMC extracts their power - they rule by fear. It is quite effective really because as the years go by the number of critics against the GMC are dwindling. Because of this, the GMC becomes even more powerful.
Personally, I have never quite understood why doctors have this attitude towards the GMC. I didn't have this attitude. I wasn't going to sit around and wait while the GMC decided to whip my butt from here to the cosmic galaxy. Mind you, it is rather fun whipping their butt from here to the end of the cosmic galaxy. Perhaps the GMC enjoys it, I have no idea :)
Luckily, before he placed his profile on the asian dating site Shaadi.com to find a missionary positioned spinster GP, he came to his senses and decided he was gay again. I was pleased about this as I had fallen off my chair and developed worry lines on my forehead that no amount of Clinique could cure. I was reassured yesterday that it was simply a minor stress reaction to the effects of the GMC. OK then, these things happen I suppose. Afterall, it has been well documented that the GMC drove me to large quantities of chocolate resulting in multiple detox chocolate diets. I am in the recovery phase now.
I then discussed GMC supremacy and other doctors. Of course, in the medical profession, every doctor fears the GMC. They all gibber away biting their nails in the corner as if the GMC have supreme control over the world. Actually, they probably do have supreme control but only because doctors take it lying down. Yes, it is true, the Medical Act is now supreme. That's because everyone has been gibbering away in fear. About 90 percent of doctors I have come across allow the GMC to hit them with their rhythm stick. I often look at them and go "why"? Why is it impossible for doctors to defend themselves against this brute? Is it that they get a kick out of this new brand of S &M? Doctors spend their lives saving others but when they end up at the GMC, it is as if they hand themselves over on a large sacrificial slab.
If you observe the doctors we know, there is Dr No. His real identity was outed by a fellow blogger he had been fraternizing with. Worst still, she had written to the GMC about him in a fit of anger. Now, Dr No has disappeared from oblivion and is nursing his writers cramp. No doubt, he will be waiting for the GMC to whip him and continue to develop multiple anxieties about the discovery of his identity. It isn't anyone's fault that his own that he opted to fraternize with the great unwashed, give her his identity and trust her. So what if the GMC knows his identity? Well, I suppose there is the minor problem of him writing anti GMC propaganda. I am sure the big boys at the GMC can take it lying down. Dr No used to howl about being British and the bravery that comes with it. Now, his blog lies in a tatters because he wallowed with a member of the public, who then told the GMC all about him. We have all been waiting for Dr No to appear and stand by his so called crowings about British values and bravery. No one has ascertained whether Dr No has one or two balls yet. We shall have to wait and see.
Then there is PACA, an organisation who admitted to fearing the General Medical Council. This is why they created their "group". So that the GMC wouldn't whip their butts and hang them upside down. Mistress Mellor just takes it in her stride and has got a large list of UK paediatricians running around like headless chickens. PACA plays the game of coming on and off the GMC register faster than a bride's nightie.
Then there are all the anonymous medical bloggers in the UK who gibber away each time the GMC send their livelink programme to search them out. Saying something controversial is bound to bring the GMC's wrath upon them. That's the perception anyway. And that is where the GMC extracts their power - they rule by fear. It is quite effective really because as the years go by the number of critics against the GMC are dwindling. Because of this, the GMC becomes even more powerful.
Personally, I have never quite understood why doctors have this attitude towards the GMC. I didn't have this attitude. I wasn't going to sit around and wait while the GMC decided to whip my butt from here to the cosmic galaxy. Mind you, it is rather fun whipping their butt from here to the end of the cosmic galaxy. Perhaps the GMC enjoys it, I have no idea :)
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