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So, can you tell me why am I keeping this frigging journal at all?

Ah, yes - to keep in touch with people.[/sarcasm]

Edit:
In case someone might look for the recent two entries - I've deleted them. This journal was in serious danger of becoming a memorial of my general bitterness and disappointment, and I don't want that to happen. That's why I eventually burned all my hand-written journals... I'd like to avoid walking into the same trap again.

Hippocrates would be so proud...

Back on October 23, when the riots peaked, a young cop with a broken leg (due to the stones thrown by the protesters) was delivered to the hospital. The lead doctor of the ER refused to treat him "on principle" - he said that the cop "had probably chased too many protesters, that's why he injured himself".

The sad irony is, that even if the investigation finds this "doctor" - and I'm using the word in the widest possible sense - guilty, he'll come way with having to pay some fee. Instead of kicking him out of his goddamn job and never allowing him to work as a doctor again. Ever.

This miserable country has really gone to the dogs.

Mum can't stop shaking her head, considering the fact that this same irresponsible asshole used to be the one treating her after she'd been attacked on the street.