From Eccentric Flower
It's too hot for long titles this week.
Why I Love The Economist
The Economist not only printed that letter, they titled it "The Bugatti of Bogs."
The season's over. Go home. I'm tired of tripping over your tour groups.
The Only Thoughts On Health Care You'll See In This Space This Month
It strikes me that the current debate (and to call it a "debate" is to possibly grant it gravitas it does not deserve) seems mostly to be focused on who will pay for health care. Under the current universe, insurers and employers pay for most health care; under state-sponsored health care, the taxpayers pay for it to one degree or another. All these machinations seem to me to be designed to hide the fact that the average consumer in this country cannot afford to pay for his or her own health care.
Yet no one is addressing what is, to me, the real topic for debate or reform, which is: Why the fuck does health care cost so much in this country? And how do we make it cheaper?
There is no particular reason why a three-day stay in a hospital for a mother giving birth should cost five digits worth of cash. Three days in a five-star hotel doesn't cost that (and you get more and better personal attention in the five-star hotel). Yet it does, and no one seems to be asking where the scam is, who's padding the ledger, who's featherbedding, who's being overpaid, etc etc etc.
I will take the national health care discussion seriously once someone starts asking those questions.
Speaking of Which
Radley Balko is someone I disagree with on a fairly regular basis. However, he is demonstrably sane. Moreover, when faced with so many cases of right-wing kneejerk overreaction mudslinging devoid of actual content, I think it only fair to point out when the left-wing does the same thing.
Note that this in no way guarantees I shall ever agree with Balko again in the future.
The Decline and Fall of the Film Critic
Speaking of Which, II
I am finally giving up the fight on the American newspaper.
Oh, I still love newspapers as much as I ever have, and I will until their last shuddering gasp of breath. But the weight of evidence increases every day that newspapers have brought this on themselves, and that furthermore, some long-standing lies about the newspaper industry are coming home to roost.
Some of you will love this. You know who you are.
Get Off My Lawn