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Sunday, September 10, 2017

We only interrupt our regularly scheduled suffering to die. 

One can couch the following in aphorisms about the all-glorious market or one can call it what it is: murder —

"Today, people in the highest-income counties in America live, on average, 20 years longer than people residing in the poorest counties. There are a number of reasons for that disgraceful reality, but one of them has to do with grossly unequal access to quality healthcare.

If you are upper-income and have good insurance, you got to the doctor on a regular basis, and life-threatening illnesses can be detected at an early stage when they can be effectively treated. If you are a working-class person without health insurance, or with high deductibles that keep you out of a doctor's office when you're sick, your chances of survival from a serious illness are significantly reduced.

[...] should lower-income and working-class people have shorter and less healthy lives because they cannot afford the healthcare and medicine they need?

In my view, the moral answer is an emphatic No!" 

[more from Senator Bernie Sanders]