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Published Letters: 7
Wow... the mother of this boy really paints a vivid portrait of mental illness from a viewpoint which truly breaks ones heart. I loved the metaphor of Geodon as Abilify's masonic, hulking chemical cousin... pretty much what I always pictured when I heard its name. I, too, was once prescribed many of the "atypics"... Zyprexa made me feel as if I were tripping on acid. Luckily, I decided quickly I didn't want to go through life as the missing member of Pink Floyd...I discontinued it after a week. It breaks my heart that adolescents are prescribed these drugs so casually... it's criminal, really.
Wow..what a perfect poem (Yeat's The Second Coming) to sum up the inevitable end to the Sopranos themselves and to the series itself. At least this week saw a temporary reprieve from death, though the unintentional dental work done to the fella who insulted Meadow was pretty brutal. True dat, Heather, Tony et all have gotten off easy from the viewer's judgment...but it is now time to face the music. The fat lady is a'singing!