BASS ABUZZ WITH FLIES OR HOW TO GET TO HEAVEN VIA UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL caugh Rev Jerry Bass, Dir of Pastoral Services at UnivHospital in NOLA on a bad day? Earlier that Sept 28,2007 somebody from something called Patient Advocate aided by LSU lawyers,terminated any further contact with us,the parents of Blanka murdered in their care by ignorance,bias,and prejudice.No single question was answered,meeting with or written description of people that were in "charge" of HER last & only day, denied.JB is that kind of a preacher who tells his flock that he knows that he goes to Heaven.He looks like that too.My grandson Clancy died in that noble institution a day before his mother. There he was baptized in "emergency" by nurse named C.Andrson.So I ask the Dir.of Pastoral services for a Baptism Certificate.JB has the same badge as any employee milling around that dirty hospital,so I assume his dough comes from that pool too.Jerry wouldn't care for First Ammandment of the Constitution,or the Bible or any idea of human decency ,when it comes to his lifeline.He kept repeating ad nauseam-Whatever you need Patient's Advocate will address it.So I am telling him that she just sent me to hell an hour ago and told me not to come back.That farce lasted exactly eleven minutes.It wasn't even Moliere it was Ionesco.Bass held to his phrase strong,he thinks he wore me off,but it's him who stayed there.He sits there,he lies even when he doesn't say anything.At least I don't have to go to confession to Mrs.Aurora Carter,a black lady who runs that Advocate thing.Or pretend to be a man of cloth while taking orders from laymen.Few more years of that thick existence and pension checks will start coming,& considering that Jerry will receive resonable health care in his mother instituation (he's not about to fall in the paws of laidback moron residents like Autery,Perez,Azam,Lopez,Kieffer littering lounges on weekends nor his Code Blue will not be called because of a breakfast looming).His happy retirement may last longer than the service.That's his heaven on Earth,he's almost there with almost two decades of keeping the company line in his resume.Countless barbeques on the front lawn,merry din of grandchildren,respect of the neighbors.It is hard to think that a day of revelation descend on for Bass,but who knows,stranger things happen.And either way,JB is gonna die.Is Jerry going to Haven;I cannot know,though I would give better odds to his subordinate-elderly Catholic priest Father Miguel, it's no sin not to know English & besides he's got very little clue of what's going on around him.For today though that office of Jerry Bass which looks exactly like a part of a billing department is a warm morgue of his soul abuzz with flies of hypocrysy,falsehood and calling the Name in vain.Bass may have chosen to be a token in this life,however problem is global and drags on from antiquity. It's a priest in the castle's chapel worming his way between mighty prince,court,and exploited vassals.Articles of faith became so flexible to loose an original shapes and purpose.Clancy Peridot,little boy of unparalleled innocence as his foot never even touched this crime scene of a planet,cannot get the BAPTISM CERTIFICATE-another clergy,Perry Henry, of St.Joseph Parish,in which that calamity of LSU Hospital still stands-wouldn't even answer my letters.Isn't it confusing;is the mighty prince a civil person,or a coucil of senile men in VATICAN CITY, who proclaim the life from CONCEPTION?!

Young beautiful woman enters the University Hospital ER late Saturday night. By 5 am Sunday she delivers a baby boy, he is pronounced dead, RN performs impromptu baptism.
Monday early morning the mother is dead too, after "going through the motions" of Code Blue It's worth to note that few hours earlier, a nurse wrote "Patient screams at intervals for no reason".
I father of BLANKA TERESA PERIDOT FLISIUK, grandfather of CLANCY PERIDOT, I promise you, you my daughter, you TERESA Blanka's mortally wounded mother, you who read it and everyone who lives in lost city of New Orleans that this sentence will be publicized and author revealed but today I'm not going to talk about murderous nurses or clueless quacks milling on dirty corridors of above mentioned dungeon ( just look at smears on walls and dirty doors everywhere - they look like wild animals gnawed on them - this should be enough of a warning for anyone), I'm going to talk about Pastoral Care in this institution.Calling 504 903 3175 Reverend Jerry Bass' recorded message will inform you about business hours which are M-F, 8 - 4, walking to the very office of the reverend at those hours you'll find him anytime with his computer, Intensive Care Unit is to the right, the chapel to the left - it smells of urine of incontinent patients hoarded there for inspired services, they're the bread and butter the most valuable assets of the hospital as dead souls connected to computers billing Medicare at will. If you are Catholic, you are not much better off, senile Father Miguel wanders bowels of the hospital and is always hard to find even during "business" hours and fact that he doesn't speak English doesn't help either. That fateful morning of June 25.07 he came to
"work" after eight and wouldn't even bother to look at Blanka's face hastily covered with sheet. He was too late for the sacrament. I bet he didn't miss breakfast. Where are they when needed the most? They should pray to be worthy of such noble services, at time when people die and nurses nod they sleep. WHAT HAPPENED TO A PRIEST AVAILABLE ANYTIME TO DELIVER LAST RITES? I tried to obtain from Bass certificate of Baptism for my Grandson - the weasel refused even to talk to me because Management of the Hospital forbade him, so much for integrity of the Man of Cloth. By the way what about old fashioned , I guess as old as very Constitution of this nation, separation of church and the state.
If you plan to die at University Hospital, do not do it on weekend, late afternoons, late nights and early mornings, learn Spanish, and bring your laptop with you to communicate with Reverend Bass.
What happened to humanity? Folks turn into ministers from pure dislike of real work, as pawnbrokers, bail bondsmen or funeral directors, but those listed one can forgive for at least they do not claim Our Lord. Shame on you pretenders. None of you is worth to speak our daughter's name. None of you ever risked anything for the sake of probing the truth. Priests on the payroll of institution teaching how to perform abortions, how to give up on underpivileged, pastors taking orders from cashiers. Shame.

Blanka Teresa Peridot Flisiuk 1976 -2007.

Writer, painter, poet , thinker. Listed in Louisiana Writers Directory since age of 12. Friend of downtrodden. Faithful servant of Her Creator. Loving daughter and pride of her parents. Best mother of her both children, orphaned Sabbath and Clancy with whom she's now with the Lord

 by Michal Flisiuk

Those above deliver "spiritual clients" for miguel or bass, but

watch out, they can be your last financial advisors, incompetent

enough to make you bankrupt, or even destitude !!!