Showing posts with label sanscoeur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sanscoeur. Show all posts

Monday, July 12, 2010

What's the worst possible heart disease?



Most would probably have an opinion as to the worst possible heart disease. 


Maybe only a theologian would spontaneously say it was SANSCOEUR.


But that is what Mo goes Po suggests as the world's most potent heart condition....


(The image underneath the title in that blog by the way is of Martin Henry Dawson.... circa about 1938)





That lowdown achin' old heart disease



This is the story of a heart disease, a metaphorical heart disease, the worst disease our world has ever seen and - hopefully - will ever see ; but one where the nominal 'patients' ended up healing the doctors.


It is also part of the perennial story of New York City , the battle between the Skyscrapers and the Sidewalkers, as old as the city itself.


It is the story of a medical pariah, a promising doctor who to most of his colleagues seemed to have gone off the rails somewhere and done about the worst thing a medical scientist could ever do, which is to 'go native'.


 A doctor who started thinking and acting less like a Disinterested Scientist and more like he was at one with his erstwhile 'clinicial material'...


Much of the climax of this story takes place in north western Harlem, over a small area of about eighty acres.


And like all the best eighty acres, it also had a mule.  His name : Martin Henry Dawson.