"Doctor Jukebox"

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On another blog I follow, I was introduced today to the concept of Dr. Jukebox. He's that expert witness who can and will, for a fee, testify in court that no matter what you did it was absolutely wrong and criminal. As Dr. Grumpy points out, Dr. Jukebox will sing whatever tune you like once you drop in the coinage, and it pays better than actually doing anything in the field. That's work after all.

I've paid attention to alot of roorback moments in recent media. I do this because I have, like Dr. Grumpy, been the target of miscreant and malcontent versions of Dr. Jukebox, who felt it their patriotic duty to exact justice against me or people I love, regardless of the facts. He, and the client on whose behalf he spoke, were not in it for the truth; they were in it for the money. How much money can the gaggle of gals that went after Hermann Cain hope to make (or how much have they already been paid), or that gal who said Justin Bieber fathered her son, or that stripper who accused the Duke Lacrosse team of raping her? They saw a chance at wealth without work and took it, because it costs very little to file a lawsuit, and any shark lawyer will take a case for a chance at 33% contingency fee.

Too often, people are not really interested in the truth. There are other versions of Dr. Jukebox who will play the tune demanded by the source of their grant money. Far too many scientists go out to do research hoping to prove their preconceived notions. Far too many cops investigate the obvious and ignore everything else.  Far too many people invest in religion, jobs, and relationships not because they really like WYSIWYG (what you see is what you get) but because they want what they see to be what they want to get. For this reason, they will manipulate language and details, citing half of what you said or did without the other half to back it up in context. They are in it to get gain, and society as presently constituted rewards them. We are afraid to offend, afraid that we will be accused of doing something by virtue of demographics or personal beliefs they project on us, and that the complaintant will be backed up although the malcontent is actually malevolent.

For a long time now, I have really wanted to make a tshirt that says the following:

I don't do P.C. I'm a Mac.

They won't allow it because it's a trademark, but it sends home my point that P.C. is not a friend to truth. We already walk on eggshells enough as it is, and if we're not allowed to do our jobs to the best of our ability out of fear, nothing will ever get built. People make mistakes. Only evil people let their mistakes make them. Each of us makes a character by the things we practice, and the world would be better if all the Dr. Jukeboxes of the world instead of passing judgement were out practicing what they preach.