Page 119 of Precise Justice

“Nothing much about specific patients. We can discuss general things. But if you’re looking for other trans people to point to…,” Mike started to say.

“No, of course not,” Marc quickly interrupted him. “How about this. Did you know of a Phillip…”

“Friedman,” Janet said. “We sure did.”

“Let me put it this way,” Mike said. “We have patients who celebrated when he was murdered. From what we heard about him; we were surprised he lived as long as he did.”

Shocked, Marc asked, “Would you be willing to testify to that?”

“Yes, because,” Mike began to answer then paused, “just between us, and I guess you’ll have to take my word for it, we don’t have any trans patients that we could point to as possible suspects.”

“Okay,” Marc agreeably said. “How about the surgeon, Walter Miller?”

Mike looked at his wife who answered by saying, “Yes, we’ve heard of him. He’s the number one trans surgeon in Minnesota. Probably the entire Upper Midwest.”

“There’s a lot of money being spent on this, especially kids being pushed into it,” Mike said.

“We’ve heard,” Maddy said.

“Trans affirmation on minors, in my opinion,” Mike said, “has to stop. Anything medical. Surgery, drugs, breast enhancements, puberty blockers, all of it. If a kid wants to try it out, try dressing like a girl for the experience, fine. But, that’s it.”

“He can change his mind, or she, and stop wearing a dress or boys’ clothes,” Janet said.

“Most of us wear boys’ clothes anyway,” Maddy said.

“They’re more comfortable and casual fashionable,” Janet said.

“Can you subpoena Friedman’s trans files? And Miller’s?” Mike asked.

“Yes, we can,” Marc said.

“Those we can go through and give our opinion about their potential for murder,” Mike said.

“I thought about that. I’ll get a subpoena going to get the files of the trans patients of both Friedman and Miller. We have a pile of complaint letters to both Friedman and Miller. We could go through those and try to identify the trans patients.”

“Do that and send us those,” Mike said.

“I’ll get back to you. Would you send me copies of your Curriculum Vitaes, please?” Marc asked.

“I’ll take care of it,” Janet said.

Maddy, realizing Marc was still awake, rolled over on their bed to face him. She picked up his arm, put it around her shoulders and snuggled up to him.

“Can’t sleep?” she asked.

“Thinking,” Marc replied.

“About?”

“I’m gonna put this trans affirmation of children on trial,” Marc said.

Maddy pushed up, leaning on an elbow and said, “Oh?”

“Doing this to children needs to stop. Once someone becomes an adult, if he or she does it, fine. But children…” Marc said.

“You’re right, too many children are pushed into it and end up regretting it.”

Marc rolled over on his side to face Maddy, kissed her and asked, “You with me?”

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