I have trouble getting approvals from my heath insurance company for basic antidepressants. And I have the best plan my agency has. I can't get high off this stuff! I'm not going to sell it! Getting my medication is critical. It's me saying, "I just want to live. " And their response seems to be, "We agree that it's a matter of life and death; that's why we're declining it. " Every time I get a cold, I have Tylenol with codeine coming out the wazoo. But the medication I need to live? Nah.
Be afraid of the Chinese. I mean, the Chinese shoot down satellites in space; they hack into Google's computers; the Osama bin Laden people can't make their underwear blow up.