I have never become involved in politics. It is not an arena, into which introverts readily tread. I prefer to remain on the sidelines and carp.
I have a vague recollection of my mother being involved. I believe that she toiled for the Republican Party, based on foggy memories of GOP paraphernalia in the house. If so, she would surely be appalled at what has become of that “party”. If not, she would be equally appalled at the tone of the political “debate” in the United States. She, like me, would not recognize the country of our birth.
In her column today’s New York Times, Maureen Dowd hits the nail on the head. Unfortunately, she is unable to wield that tool on a few heads, which could use a hefty hitting.
Once again, Hadley has hit a few nails on their heads.
An excerpt from one sentence illustrates the hypocrisy, which is only interested in money...
“Since Mitt Romney makes $600,000 a year investing in companies that manufacture the contraceptives he now seems to abhor, I'll leave it up to you to decide which camp he falls into.”
It will be interesting to learn how effective stupid old men will be in dictating to American women.
And, if that’s not weird enough for you, try this:
Which was written by a nice Catholic girl...
Occasionally, I like to read Maureen Dowd’s column in the New York Times. She is suitability cynical and irreverent to meet my tastes.
Unfortunately, I do not understand much—if anything—in her latest piece. I feel as if I have landed on some planet in a distant galaxy or parallel universe.
Maureen Dowd's column in yesterday's New York Tlmes dealt with the high incidence of death from infection in US hospitals, as well as people's reluctance to questions a doctor's practices. She speaks from experience, because her brother died in a hospital. The two issues are related, because studies have shown that doctors transmit a lot of the infections on their clothes or hands.
Just having spent time in a hospital, I observed both of these issues. People everywhere are beholden to and in awe of doctors. In Germany, they achieve god-like status. I am not afraid to ask questions and demand explanations, even contradicting these austere figures at times.
I can understand why doctors can be short on information and brief in time. Patients seem to demand attention, often unnecessarily, and doctors are over-worked. Each receives the time judged necessary. I cannot complain about the treatment or attention I received.
As far as hygiene goes, I did not fear infection. Each room had a hand sanitizer beside the door. I noticed how doctors and nurses sanitized their hands upon entering the room and when leaving. No one wore a necktie (mentioned by Dowd as a carrier of infection). I wonder if US hospitals are so generously outfitted with hand sanitizers. Perhaps they were not included in the recently fought battle over health-care, so hospitals don't feel obliged to spend the money.
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.