Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Stuff I Think About

(Stuff I Think About? Maybe it's Stuff I Think about? Last words in titles get capitalized, right? Prepositions don't get capitalized, right? What if your title ends in a preposition? Can you do that? Latin can't. Hence the English rule that-isn't-a-rule.  Good thing I'm not an English major. That's not fun to think about.  Shoot I just did it again.)

I read this article and it made me happy I didn't choose a career in law. How can a person claim jurisdiction where none has ever been established? In a world with no borders how do you know which of the 196 countries' laws apply to you? Turning a rhetorical question into a literal question sounds like a job for Chuck Norris.



I read this article and it made me happy I didn't choose politics. Who would want to sort through the complex relationships between voters and politicians and align an entire working life based on polls and opinions? My favorite part is the example. "The Obama campaign once held a press conference arguing that Hillary Clinton was unfit to be commander in chief because she had embellished a story about landing under gunfire in Bosnia. What was once an irredeemable flaw was forgotten when Obama made her his secretary of state." Names and parties change, but the humor is always there.

Then I saw this and it hit close to home.  The last article I read was this one and it made me wonder if the lines between professions are as clear as I had imagined.  When I was shadowing doctors in Provo, I never had to bring a lunch because there was always a drug representative representing or a specialist seeking referrals. Business is all about getting a foot in the door, and the food from these guys is a fantastic way to get a foot in the door. With a stroke of the pen, both state and federal governments can change the scope of practice of medical specialties, mandate pro bono work, and set income caps (limiting Medicare payments is a poor example, I know, but it's been in the news and is the best I could come up with).

Becoming a professional is hard enough. Becoming five professionals is truly daunting. No wonder doctors are going broke and leaving private practice.

(I do more than read articles during med school. This is what I do to stay current because I'd really hate to graduate and find myself legislated out of a job.)

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