When treating neo-Nazis, should physicians have a choice?
What I found most disturbing about the man’s arm was not the deep, stellate laceration on the underside of his biceps.
It was the swastika tattoo next to it.
“Sir,” I said, “we’ll have you fixed up in no time. I’m going to numb up the wound, irrigate it, then repair the laceration with sutures and send you home on antibiotics and pain …