Why are drug companies allowed to advertise their prescription drugs on television? Since they require a prescription, shouldn’t their advertisement be directed to physicians who could prescribe them? If they direct advertisement to prospective patients, why do we have doctors prescribe the medications? Is what we have now is the drug companies advertising directly to the public so that they will pressure the patient’s doctor to prescribe medication the doctor would not consider prescribing otherwise? WOULDN’T THOSE ADVERTISING DOLLARS BE BETTER SPENY ON R&D?
In an attempt to extend an olive branch to the Democrats in a biparisan move, President Trump wants to nominate Merrick Garland to the Supreme Court. Trump is said to have quoted himself as saying “better late than never”, a saying he just made up.
A furious Mitch McConnel has been quoted as saying that no such thing will happen in HIS Senate. He and the Republican majority has been bought and paid for by Mr. Putin, and they will not go back on their word.
Democrats are suspicious and therefore are taking no action to move the nomination forward.
FOX pundits are reviewing their scripts from Sinclair Broadcasting to determine if last minute changes have been made.
NPR is reporting that the President will be making a nomination for the Supreme Court.
Trumpsters are jubilant with the news that President Trump will be able to hold up yet another piece of paper which he has signed with his crayon/marker thereby proving that he is doing something.
WallStreet is looking to make even more money in the whipsaw climate of the Trump Administration.
Evangelicals are chanting AMEN from the pulpet and on television but declining to say what they are amening about. However, they are sure that God will forgive the President for his repeated unchristian acts. Mass burnings of the heretical WWJD posters, bracelets, pins and hats are being planed. In heaven, God hides his head in shame.
The 98% are quietly sewing patches on their clothes and planning tasty meals around Ramen Noodles.
Privatization’s dirty little secret is that it cuts out the end consumer. For example our city privatized it’s waterworks. Any complaints? Too bad. As long as the city manager is happy with his perceived savings, the public be damned.
After all, the provider gets his money from the city; he owes the citizens nothing.
Turn the electric utility over to the electric company, guess what? You get charged to pay your bill by credit card.
When your politicians talk about “privatization” providing savings, ask them where the consumer’s voice is. The voters do not elect the board of directors of a company. Therefore, they have no voice.
Dear Service Providers: (aka doctors, nurses, receptionists, clerks, waiters, waitresses, etc.)
Unless you are my mother, grandmother, boyfriend, girlfriend, lover, spouse, or child, you should not be calling me or anyone else in a business situation “honey”.
The reason is that unless you are in one of the those relationshhips listed above and are entitled to use that term “honey”, you are using it in a derogatory manner. It sounds like you are talking to a child not another adult or even more importantly a client.
If I were to address any female employee by the term “honey” it maight be consider disrespectful if not “sexual harassment” in the work place.
Because someone is in a less powerful position than you, it does not give you the right to call them “honey”. That is, of course, unless your intent is to make yourself feel important.
In addition, the use of these terms is unprofessional.
Thank you for giving this your consideration, Dearie.
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Can there be any doubt that there is NO branch of this government that represents the middle class, the working poor, or the poor?
Watched a PBS program – fifty years with Peter, Paul, & Mary. They defintely would not have been successful in today’s music scene.
Their lyrics were intelligible.
Their lyrics had meaning.
They sang in tune.
Their songs were purposeful.
They were modestly dressed. Noone pulled on his dick during a performance.
Noone’s underwear was visible.
They were not foul mouthed.
They advocated for what would better humanity.
None of their lyrics were degrading of females or gays.
None of their lyrics were racist.
They were anti-war.
How were they able to be so popular for fifty years?
What has changed?
When was the last time you heard a love song from this era in pop music? By love I mean actual love not sex, or sexting, or hooking up, of FWB.
Being of the Sixties generation, we set the DVR to record the CNN series: “The Sixties – The Space Race”.
It was Thanksgiving before we got around to watching it. At first we were caught up in the nostalgia and then the exhilaration of our nation joining the space race and ultimately putting a man on the moon. But, as we continued to watch, I turned to my wife and said, “We used to as a nation do great things”. She responded, “We used to have lofty goals”.
How sad it is that now we have become a nation of crumbling infrastructure, slow rail, outdated airports, and shabby cities. What happened? Is ours just another story of a declining civilization brought about by greed and an aristocratic, narcissistic government with politicians focused only on their own enrichment?
How do we bring the country back to its greatest time? Where are the leaders that we need? How do we wrestle our country back from those who have stolen it through the political process? Can we unrig the game?
Let me be perfectly clear. I have traveled this great country of ours, and it is not the people. It is the crazies and the wing-nuts that the media glorifies, but the majority of us are good people who want to work hard, play hard, have a better life for our children and grandchildren. We want once again to aim for the stars and be proud of what our country does.
Yes, there was the Vietnam war; but we ended it.
Yes, there was discrimination; but we put in place the legislation to end it.
Yes, there was disenfranchisement; but we outlawed it.
Yes, there was greed on Wall Street; but we legislated to control it.
Yes, there was sexism; but we cracked the glass ceiling.
Is there no one who will stir the embers of the freedom fire till it roars to life again?
Is there no one who will set their torch to that flame and light the way to greatness again?
Where are you?
Or, was T.S. Eliot correct when he says int The Hollow Men that the world ends “…not with a bang, but a whimper.”