Walk on the dark side with the Bad Karma

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A knife cutting across the neck from one jugular to the other.... I simply love the simplicity of this

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Dislocation of the cervical spine at the levels of C5 and C6... instant death.... they call this breaking the neck I believe

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Breaking the backbone. Although this won't guarantee death, paralysis from the neck down in some instances may be a better fate for your enemies. You can literally watch them wither and die slowly

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A car bomb. Complex in its nature yet the message will be delivered loud and clear. There are several ways to go about this exercise.... pressure switched bomb placed under the seat, remote detonated, or you can hook it to the electrical wires of the car particularly the ignition switch so it goes loud at the switch of the key.

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A molatov cocktail  smashed through the window into the car. You just have to make sure your target is actually IN the car.

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Exploding house. Need I say more? although one can expect collateral damage to be a bit high here... but such is the price of war.

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Tanning beds/booths. These make excellent tools of death. shackle your target to it and turn the heat up and voila, your target is as good as burnt meat.

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Nerve agents. Sarin/Tabun. These are nasty sons of bitches that will kill your enemy almost instantly. and it will be anything but pleasant. To minimize collateral damage, one can put them in soft gel capsules which can later be ingested by your target. Voluntarily or otherwise

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Paralytic agents. Succinylcholine, atracurium, vecuronium, rocuronium, pancuronium, these are just a few of the agents that can be used. The mother of them all is DTC or d-tubocurarine. These are excellent. Your enemy will be paralyzed and eventually will die simply because fo the fact that they can't breathe. Instant? No. They will generally require a few minutes to take effect. So you can rest assured in the fact that those final minutes of the target's life will be anything but pleasant.

Dark age of Philippine anesthesia

Going through the history of Philippine anesthesia, I am left in awe of the great wisdom and vision the the forefathers of Philippine anesthesiology had for the profession. They have sought to make us, asia's best. Through the years, they have made numerous efforts to achieve that. But as with everything thats good, it all had to come to an end. Yes, friends, their ideology came to a screeching halt once they were gone. Nowadays, even this noble profession, and I do consider this the nobles of all the fields of specialty, is riddled with politics. Basically, the society and the board of examiners are being run by fascists who are fucking drunk with power that they refuse to step down. Maybe they would prefer to just wither and die. I can make it happen. Those of you who know the real me, know that I do not give much of a rat's ass about politics. As far as I am concerned, they can take all their politics and shove it up their anal retentive ass. And for me, the only true solution to the current crisis that has plagued our specialty is the establishment of a new world order. Terminate these relics with extreme prejudice and send them all on the big bus to hell express! With that in mind, I am reminded of the saying, "si vis pacem, para bellum." If u want peace, prepare for war. In any conflicts, it is only when one faction has been eliminated will there be peace. Kill 'em all... Let God sort 'em out later

2 of 101

It's been a couple of days since I last posted. Not that I was running out of ideas. I just got busy. Enough said. Here's number 2 of 101 ways to kill an OGRE....

SInce number 1 was all about using a bullet, I will keep at it. A caliber .45 point blank between the incisors down the hatch exiting at the back of the neck probably around the level of C5-C6

101 ways to kill an ogre... 1 of 101

Let me start of number one with the phrase "one shot... one kill..." That's the first of 101 ways how to kill an ogre. A caliber .308 round shot from 700 yards away or so straight between the ogre's eyes along what snipers call the vermillion line. That's gonna be a pretty sight for us to see. Hooyah!!!

Dear Ogre: Fuck you very much! You're dead!

101 ways to kill an ogre... 1 of 101

Let me start of number one with the phrase "one shot... one kill..." That's the first of 101 ways how to kill an ogre. A caliber .308 round shot from 700 yards away or so straight between the ogre's eyes along what snipers call the vermillion line. That's gonna be a pretty sight for us to see. Hooyah!!!

Dear Ogre: Fuck you very much! You're dead!

6 Day Op

I'm all packed and all set for my 6 day mission to mindoro island. It's gonna be one hell of a ride again. First part of the trip would be by land to the edge of Batangas province. There, we would board one of 'em old landing crafts and make way south heading about 190 to Calapan town. Then another 2 hour bumpy ride off the backwoods to a neighboring town. I'm sure the experience would be great as well as the adventure. I just can't help but wonder, why I don't seem to see anyone else going to these missions apart from the faces I regularly see? Interesting thought. What's more interesting is that I am not a graduate of thomasian medicine as they call it. Yet, UST MMI never had to ask me twice. I guess this is my way of giving back to the community. I am blessed to be where I am today. And when I get back next week, time to plan for my direct action ops ;)

Summer breeze

No, I am not exactly referring to the song by Seals and Crofts, but actually, to the weather we have now. Dad actually came home yesterday not to spend the holidays with us, but to greet an old from who flew in from Taiwan to attend the wake of another friend's relative. That's my dad, he'll go to extra length for his friends but not his family. I asked him when he's flying out and he said saturday morning. I gave him one of my WTF looks and asked him, WTF? Why not make it Sunday? He gave me one of his lame ass excuses but I was having none of it. I told him, its holiday, there ain't no government offices that will open on black Saturday to accomodate your business so there's really no need to rush back. He came up with another lame ass excuse that he needs to take care of the payroll of the workers. That ticked me off. I told him that's a load of crap and you know it. The workers were already on vacation since yesterday. They have already gotten their week's pay wednesday afternoon. He kept quiet. So did I. But my mind was working at warp speed. Maybe I should quietly take a trip down to his side of town. Have a sneak and peek. Standard recon op. It has been 7 or 8 years since he's been there. His answers and his absence certainly raised a lot of bells in my head. My bullshit meter went into hyperdrive. I always said, never shit a shitter. I gotta plan this op. Keep it under the radar. Amazing! My 30 minute conversation with my dad probably raised more red flags in my brain than a commie passing through JFK international with a loaded weapon...