I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Monday, October 3, 2011

Linkee-poo, three, it's a magic number

A story on the ongoing (and increasing) drug shortage. Why? Not because they don't make money (even from the generics), but that they don't make enough money. I'll bet pharmacies have all the Viagra they can sell. Remember that argument about "rationing! (if the ACA is passed)" and how we have "the greatest" healthcare system in the world? Reality calling. You already have rationing, and unless there's enough profit, you won't have the greatest.

Koch Industries doesn't follow the law on foreign bribery and sales to Iran? Shocked, shocked I am… Next you'll tell me Haliburton moved their headquarters so they could do work with Iran. Hey, thanks for your support to PBS, btw.

Doctors are feeling as paranoid about nurses obtaining doctorates. Some interesting stuff on the industry of education, not to mention what happens when you make an artificial barrier to make yourselves feel better. Hey, physicians, heal thyselves by promoting the general practitioner over the specialists. But then, I guess you would make less money. Never mind. (Grokked from Jay Lake)

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