Not only do I know Dr. Jack Kevorkian, but I know Neal Nicol, as well.

As a matter of fact, Neal sat down beside me in a theater in Kalamazoo, Michigan, to watch the socially evolved play, Good Death, that was created by the theater members at Western Michigan University, last October, and does a tremendous job at conveying the real Dr. Kevorkian to the public.

I had a bit of a problem with John Goodman in the role of Neal Nicol, due to the overabundance of belly and body fat the actor carries about. I was with Neal 15 years ago and 6 months ago, and, I can tell you that, yes, Neal Nicol is a big man, but he is not a big slump of fat like the actor who portrayed him.

I know a movie is a movie, but when the people are real and are the very people who helped my son, Nick Loving, escape the protracted suffering of Lou Gehrig’s and die a Good Death, the film is seen through a unique prism, one of actual experience.

By the way, Nick passed away on Neal’s couch in the living room of his lovely home, which had been used before and broken into by the police so many times that Neal put a sign over the front door saying, “Police Entrance.”

On Thursday, April 15, 2010, John Goodman was a guest on The View, following a discussion on the merits of assisted death, as a result of the HBO movie premier about Dr. Kevorkian.

Why John Goodman? Because he portrays Neal Nicol, Dr. Kevorkian’s friend and assistant, in the HBO production, You Don’t Know Jack, which premiered in New York on Wednesday night, April 14.

Thumbs down for John Goodman, who was so fucked up, on who knows what, that he failed to say anything about the movie. He failed to live up to his contractual obligation to PROMOTE the work. If I were HBO, I would sue him for breach of contract.

The showcase of John Goodman on behalf of You Don’t Know Jack was a promotional failure.

By the way, my beloved Nick left this world in the home of the REAL NEAL NICOL!

September 2, 2009

goes down as a red letter day on the calendar in the United States of America,
the rapidly metamorphosing nation to come under the rule
of the fanatical fascist power of medicine.

On that remarkable Wednesday,
Fox Network interviewed the country’s most intelligent citizen and, by far,
the most honest doctor anyone will ever hear speak,
the most honorable doctor,
Dr. Jack Kevorkian.

The interview was conducted by Neil Cavuto,
a glossy Fox network talking head, who I guess gave his best shot
to interview the most famous man of the 1990’s and the most famous doctor
ever associated with the protracted struggle we face
to die by the wish of human will,
rather than the dictates of the pernicious
laws of medicine.

As someone experienced with the deaths of two beloved twin sons,
I could see that Mr. Cavuto was without experience
in the arena of death, dying, and euthanasia.
Of course, that is the way Fox wants it:
Have the blind lead the blind.

Whatever the reason might be for Fox to interview Dr. Kevorkian,
it was the right thing to do on the part of the media.
We will be seeing more of Dr. Kevorkian
now that he is free to speak his mind and HBO is making a film
on his remarkable contribution to society!

You Don’t Know Jack.
But I do!

Thank GOD for Dr. Kevorkian!

Sounds like a smart ass remark, as though someone were going to say: You don’t know jack shit! But that is not what it is.

You Don’t Know Jack is the title of HBO’s biography about Dr. Kevorkian, due out next spring. In the year 2010, HBO will present you its viewers a motion picture depiction of America’s courageous doctor, who put his life on the line to help the terminally suffering individuals escape the tyranny of the AMA and die in peace.

We are making progress in the effort to raise the interest of medical compassion and the truth about Dr. Kevorkian, but the choice of actor to portray the compassionate, selfless doctor is Al Pacino.

Al Pacino?

In 1996, before I signed a book contract for My Son, My Sorrow, HBO put a great deal of consideration into a contract for the movie rights. It was an almost that got sidestepped. Had they made the offer, I wonder who they would have selected to play Dr. Kevorkian. Surely, it would not have been Al Pacino.

In 2001, when Castle Rock Entertainment offered a contract for the movie rights of My Son, My Sorrow, who did they have in mind to play Dr. Kevorkian? Surely, it would not  have been Al Pacino.

At least, this is a major step by a motion picture production company to attempt to bring about social recognition of a man intrinsically important to our social consideration of life and death, freedom and slavery.

Medical slavery.