Evil Doctor to be Thrown in Dungeon After Pushing Opioids Illegally

Adrian Sol
Daily Stormer
October 1, 2019

Never trust a doctor – especially if they’re evil. You can tell by the mutant bugs, btw.

Isn’t the “evil doctor” villain trope a little overdone by now? How many shows and movies have beaten this dead horse, huh?

I’m tired of clichéd plot-lines and cookie-cutter villains.

So while it’s great and all that this opioid-dealing scumbag has been dealt with, I just find it hard to get excited over the details here. It all feels a little… predictable.

ABC News:

By the time drug enforcement agents swooped into his small medical office in Martinsville, Virginia, in 2017, Dr. Joel Smithers had prescribed about a half a million doses of highly addictive opioids in two years.

Patients from five states drove hundreds of miles to see him, spending up to 16 hours on the road to get prescriptions for oxycodone and other powerful painkillers.

“He’s done great damage and contributed … to the overall problem in the heartland of the opioid crisis,” said Christopher Dziedzic, a supervisory special agent for the Drug Enforcement Administration who oversaw the investigation into Smithers.

Uh huh.

Let me guess what happened next. As the feds moved in on his lab, he injected himself with the secret super serum he’d been developing, and became a giant monster in order to escape?

All evil doctors have a batch of secret super serum on hand. *yawn*

Gonna have to think up something a little better than that, pal.

In the past two decades, opioids have killed about 400,000 Americans, ripped families apart and left communities — many in Appalachia — grappling with ballooning costs of social services like law enforcement, foster care and drug rehab.

Smithers, a 36-year-old married father of five, is facing the possibility of life in prison after being convicted in May of more than 800 counts of illegally prescribing drugs, including the oxycodone and oxymorphone that caused the death of a West Virginia woman. When he is sentenced Wednesday, the best Smithers can hope for is a mandatory minimum of 20 years.

Oh, so he didn’t go for the super serum thing.

Well, they’d better make sure his cell is proofed against his doctor powers then, or else he’ll make an easy escape.

Doctor super powers include generating acid, transmitting zombie-type diseases and inducing evolutionary mutations at will.

He’ll just melt those bars right off with a vial of acid. I’ve seen this happen – in an anime.

Authorities say that, instead of running a legitimate medical practice, Smithers headed an interstate drug distribution ring that contributed to the opioid abuse epidemic in West Virginia, Kentucky, Ohio, Tennessee and Virginia.

In court filings and at trial, they described an office that lacked basic medical supplies, a receptionist who lived out of a back room during the work week, and patients who slept outside and urinated in the parking lot.

At trial, one woman who described herself as an addict compared Smithers’ practice to pill mills she frequented in Florida.

“I went and got medication without — I mean, without any kind of physical exam or bringing medical records, anything like that,” the woman testified.

A receptionist testified that patients would wait up to 12 hours to see Smithers, who sometimes kept his office open past midnight. Smithers did not accept insurance and took in close to $700,000 in cash and credit card payments over two years.

The main problem with this villain is that he’s just not credible.

Think about it.

Why was he even doing this? To make money? Doctors in America can already make over a million dollars a year if they’ve got their own private clinic, even without doing this shady crap. Then was he just lazy, preferring to do things the easy way? Apparently not – this guy was pulling in major overtime, keeping his office open late into the night.

So he was just poisoning people with opioids for the hell of it. He just enjoyed watching the world burn.

Nobody is that evil – except Jews, of course – which really screws up my suspension of disbelief here.

The authors really need to get their shit together here, unless they wanna be stuck writing pulp novels and B-series movie scripts for the rest of their lives.