They labeled my blood as ‘rare’ before the War of the Birthmark and I was still eligible to donate blood. I have the common blood type of most Native Americans, but I have something unique—http://www.lifeshare.org/rare-program describes it this way:
Typically, a rare donor is a person whose red blood cells have been tested and found to lack a certain high-incidence antigen or a combination of several more common antigens which together make the blood unique.
Did my blood come from my obviously rare heritage? I don’t know but I do know I’m more native than the Seminoles of Florida. My ancestor’s Spanish-Indian name makes it clear that I come from an earlier tribe and you can find it on old census records of Florida. My rare blood inspired my use of the genetic memory drug, in my novels.
Rare blood like mine can help many African Americans with Sickle Cell, but Obama’s Veteran’s Administration would rather let people die rather than answer a simple question. I freely gave my blood and I mean free, but Obama’s people have endangered my health and o0thern by their sheer unethical behavior. Shove those cigarettes down your throat Obama.
A Black man was probably the best friend I ever had and if anybody thinks any of my posts are racism or politically driven—they are wrong. I call my blog the Diary of a Misanthrope for a reason—the world made quite clear that nice guys finish last, so I’ve been driven from the world.
The image comes from Wikimedia – I thought it was appropriate for a US Navy Veteran driven mad by the country he tried to serve.
English: Portsmouth, Va. (Jan. 5, 2005) – A hospital corpsman with the Blood Donor Team from Portsmouth Naval Hospital takes samples of blood from a donor for testing. The Blood Donor Team visits multiple commands throughout the area in efforts to boost the blood supply for the U.S. Armed Forces around the world. U.S. Navy photo by Photographer’s Mate 3rd Class Jeremy L. Grisham (RELEASED)
5 January 2005
U.S. Navy photo by Photographer’s Mate 3rd Class Jeremy L. Grisham