Miles to Go Before I Sleep
I just wanted to say I am shocked at how little people lay in stores for forty years of old age. It is a serious problem, and not just for us as individuals.
Self-soothing is one key, as is the kind of attention British nationalized medicine and others, not in English, have (pace Cameron) been able to give to clinical research in palliative care and well-being. One of my Frenchie bloggers has described, en Anglais, French allergy treatments, which are basically homeopathic, cheap, and like everything else in France, come with a lecture from the doctor about losing weight.
I can't see this society, the capitalist one I live in, promoting any such thing as self-soothing or even ethical pharmaceutical research (there's some hideous tale of Celebutex or something on the front page of the NYT). Michael Wolff's tale of being bamboozled into getting heart surgery for his demented 85-year-old mother is horrific and a completely quotidian tale, as are reports of the socialized medicine angels in Britain undertreating and disrespecting old people as a matter of course. Don't point out to me that it's the Torygraph who's doing the dancing here. Capitalized medicine does no better. Read the Wolff tale and all my posts tagged guano.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/health/elderhealth/9126976/More-than-half-care-home-residents-denied-basic-care-unpublished-data-shows.html
Mentally disabled people under socialized medicine in Britain fare no better.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/society/2012/jun/25/half-care-homes-fail-standards
Can you see Big Pharma and the health insurance industry permitting or funding ethical well-being or palliative care? I've just been reading again about how all the hott boys of Act Up chained themselves to the stock market railings to get the price of AZT reduced. And, oh, by the way, radicalizing all the horny A-gays. It is time, friends, for the revolution in health care to spread.
I am reading Felicity Ford on the Slow Wardrobe. Getting out of time, if not into the politics of locavore clothing, is a part of it. Of course folkloric peasant costume is, mmmmm, possibly, if not entirely, fascist.
Now. How do I go about impeaching the God damn Supreme Court?
Self-soothing is one key, as is the kind of attention British nationalized medicine and others, not in English, have (pace Cameron) been able to give to clinical research in palliative care and well-being. One of my Frenchie bloggers has described, en Anglais, French allergy treatments, which are basically homeopathic, cheap, and like everything else in France, come with a lecture from the doctor about losing weight.
I can't see this society, the capitalist one I live in, promoting any such thing as self-soothing or even ethical pharmaceutical research (there's some hideous tale of Celebutex or something on the front page of the NYT). Michael Wolff's tale of being bamboozled into getting heart surgery for his demented 85-year-old mother is horrific and a completely quotidian tale, as are reports of the socialized medicine angels in Britain undertreating and disrespecting old people as a matter of course. Don't point out to me that it's the Torygraph who's doing the dancing here. Capitalized medicine does no better. Read the Wolff tale and all my posts tagged guano.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/health/elderhealth/9126976/More-than-half-care-home-residents-denied-basic-care-unpublished-data-shows.html
Mentally disabled people under socialized medicine in Britain fare no better.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/society/2012/jun/25/half-care-homes-fail-standards
Can you see Big Pharma and the health insurance industry permitting or funding ethical well-being or palliative care? I've just been reading again about how all the hott boys of Act Up chained themselves to the stock market railings to get the price of AZT reduced. And, oh, by the way, radicalizing all the horny A-gays. It is time, friends, for the revolution in health care to spread.
I am reading Felicity Ford on the Slow Wardrobe. Getting out of time, if not into the politics of locavore clothing, is a part of it. Of course folkloric peasant costume is, mmmmm, possibly, if not entirely, fascist.
Now. How do I go about impeaching the God damn Supreme Court?