What bothers me the most about the recent cyber-hack of the Anthem BlueCross system is not that a company that large and that profitable — one tasked with the care of the most personal data of millions of Americans — did not have adequate security in place to prevent such a thing from happening. That’s
My tolerance for stupidity, ignorance, and imbeciles is jaw-droppingly lower before about ten o’clock in the morning, which means dealing with my mother’s health care on the East coast from the West coast has been just awful.
By about noon every day for the last six months or so I’ve been feeling really, really stabby. Pity my wife and co-workers.
I’m confident that’s the way the saying goes. If it was, “Feed a cold, starve a fever,” it wouldn’t have the alliteration and would be a bitch to remember, so I must be correct. I suppose I could Google it. But that’s not the point. The point is that I’ve been under the weather this
You’ll have to forgive me. Sometimes I just can’t help myself. Doctor: I have terrible news, sir. Not only do you have cancer, but you also have Alzheimer’s. Patient: Well, that is horrible. At least I don’t have cancer. Patient: Doctor, you have to help me! I think I’m a set of drapes! Doctor: Oh