Terrorism Gives Me More Work

Beo joined up to be Hazmat certified at the hospital he works at.


After 9/11, and happy little Clinton America went to hell, everything got a little more introverted. While our country derives strength by being the melting pot of the planet, it's also a known weakness when it comes to protecting our own homeland. That's the price you pay for freedom. You hate it when things are all a mess, but you love it in the times like we had with Clinton.

So, I always wondered how those people got the job of getting into those scary suits that you usually associate with a nuclear disaster. Well, I found out when my hospital started asking if anyone wanted to enlist into a program to train workers through the Boston police and Boston Fire department. I've been hazmat certified through the city of Boston Fire/EMS for a couple years now. You're on call every other month of the year, and if that little pager goes off, that means something really bad happened, and mass numbers of injured are somewhere and en route to the hospital.

So, I'm leaving now for another training exercise. Things have really stepped up becuase of London. We get into air tanks, and masks. Full body suits, and we use substances that we need to clean off participants that mock being injured. We cut off their clothes, and decontaminate so they can enter the hospital without contaminating it, or the people inside. It's actually the best part of my job, because it gives me a little piece of mind knowing, that when all hell breaks loose, I'll be able to stare it in the face.