Neanderpundit

“Did you see those cookies on the table?”
“Yeah. What about ’em?”
“Where did they go?”
“I ate ’em. Why?”
“They were dog cookies”
“Oh. That explains the liver flavor”

Here’s a list of the top one hundred drugs in common use in America. As I was driving throught he clusterfuck that is Chicago Traffic yesterday, I was discussing this very concept with Mr Porretto.

Wander through the list, look up each drug, and see what it does.

Let me save you the trouble: THe description of what they do all begins with “to treat…”

When is the last time you heard of something that CURED something? it seems all of medical science is focused on treating symptoms. With a whole OTHER group of companies dealing with treating the side effects of the drugs you took in the first place. After all, there’s no future in eliminating something, but treating the symptoms is a cash cow. An overlarge one.

Makes it difficult to take the “medical profession” seriously, don’t it?

Last week started with some (ok, late) spring cleaning, of which the Ogwife did the lions share, Monday, a visit from the Du Toits, (it dawned on me later I didn’t offer you an ashtray or some tea or coffee, Connie, sorry) Tuesday, a blastorama of biblical proportions, wed-fri, work like a dog, sat, a visit with Ken of Altamontco, drooling all over his beautiful grips, and today, a visiting priest from Nigeria, trying to raise money for his mission. Wait, that’s three africans in less than 7 days! And today, on the way to do some stuff for a friend, I was accompanied on my more than hour long drive by the Curmudgeon himself-(it dawned on me later, I should have called him back, the long distance bill must be horrid, sorry Francis!) and this upcoming saturday, if I’ve not been incarcerated after snapping the dentist’s head off during a root canal,I’ll be at Klas noshing with some bloggers.

What a year. I’m going to hibernate this winter, I swear to god.