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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Lupron Blues

Kathleen Seidel deserves a Pulitzer Prize in investigative journalism for her Significant Misrepresentations series of articles on the Neurodiversity Weblog, which has thoroughly exposed the Geiers' misrepresentation of their professional qualifications, the total lack of any scientific support for their use of a powerful chemical castration drug on autistic children, and the false insurance claims that have been submitted in connection with their scheme. If prosecutors are on the job, I expect we'll see—in the very near future—several indictments for insurance fraud and conspiracy to commit insurance fraud.

No doubt Mark Geier and David Geier and their crooked accomplices are crying the blues right now, and I've got just the song for them:

Based on "Smuggler's Blues" by Glenn Frey:

There's trouble for the quacks tonight,
I can feel it in my bones.
Quacks who abuse autistic children
With injections to block hormones.
False claims of precocious puberty,
Outrageous insurance fraud.
They thought they'd keep it on the q.t.,
But the truth is out, by Gawd.
They thought they had the ticket
To easy money in their hand.
But Kathleen Seidel blew the whistle,
And things didn't turn out the way they planned.
Bye-bye to the nice house in Silver Spring,
They'll soon be off to jailbird-land.

Too bad for the Geiers it went down like this,
But we've seen through their ruse,
It's the end of their sick business,
It's the Lupron Blues,
Lupron Blues.

The quack doctors and the woo-woos,
All the ways they broke the law,
The pay offs and the rip offs,
And the things nobody saw.
No matter if it's EDTA or Lupron, you know
You've got to file false insurance claims
So you can get some dough.
There's lots of shady characters,
Lots of dirty deals.
Don't talk about insurance forms,
In case somebody squeals.
It's the lure of easy money,
It's got a very strong appeal.

Perhaps you'd understand it better
Standin' in the Geiers' shoes,
It's the ultimate in quackery,
It's the Lupron Blues,
Lupron Blues.

See it in the headlines,
You hear it ev'ry day.
They say they're gonna defeat autism,
But we won't go away.
Autistic Pride Day in Miami, calling for justice in L.A.,
Fifty million of us worldwide,
I mean we're here to stay.
Demanding civil rights from London to Peru,
The bigots want to destroy us,
But there's nothin' they can do.
Autistic people in every neighborhood,
Living next door to me and you, me and you.

Cure's a losing proposition,
But one too few refuse.
It's slick marketing of prejudice,
It's the Lupron Blues,
Lupron Blues.



  • Was that Glen Frey or Henley originally?

    I also think Kathleen deserves a Pulitzer and the Geiers deserve a Howitzer

    By Blogger notmercury, at 9:36 AM  

  • I didn't know they gave out Pulitzers for sneaky quote mining and ranting against esteemed scientists who help children.

    By Blogger John Best, at 12:17 PM  

  • NM, according to an article on Answers.com, Frey wrote the song after he began his solo career.

    By Blogger abfh, at 12:28 PM  

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