Archive for July, 2008
The Bush Administration has proposed regulatory measures that will deny federal funding to health entities that do not accommodate employees who object to providing certain services to patients–mainly, family planning. This is enough to provoke a bit of hair tearing, but the proposal also seeks to define abortion as:
any of the various procedures — including the prescription, dispensing and administration of any drug or the performance of any procedure or any other action — that results in the termination of life of a human being in utero between conception and natural birth, whether before or after implantation.
This is especially troubling to me, not just because of the broadness of this definition–which presumably would include such things as oral contraceptives–but because it applies to stem cells, which are harvested from fertilized eggs. Abortion most foul!
Federal intervention in this moral dilemma is constitutionally sketchy to me, though I may be completely off base in even bringing up the Constitution here. To me this falls in that tricky area between the clauses of Free Exercise–protection of religious expression–and Establishment–separation of Church and State. Should government protect those who feel pressured to abandon their religious beliefs for the sake of their employment and/or professional reputation? Or should government take a step back from the debate altogether, lest its employees become scholars of theology?
It should be pretty obvious which side of the fence I’m on. To me, going into the medical profession means giving up a fair degree of autonomy. You respect your patients’ wishes, even if they go against your professional and personal opinions.
I can understand why someone would feel so desperate about this–you go into medicine expecting to save lives and end up assisting in life’s termination–but there must be less financially hostile ways to address these concerns.
I love Jezebel–it’s one of my favorite blogs because it toes a graceful line between celebrity fashion missteps and deadly serious current events–but their resident self-appointed memoirist, Moe, needs an editor.
Look, that is my role in this economy, you can take it or leave it, and sure, there are truth-tellers out there who don’t have any alcohol dependency issues, but if they try to tell you they have no dependency issues, my friend, that truth they are peddling is Lite, and Lite tastes like shit to me, all of which I say, ha ha ha, in “lite” of a NY Times story out today, on how the poor economy is slowing down women’s “progress” in the workforce, sending them home to their families and threatening our struggle to achieve parity in the quantifiable ways we can use to calculate the slope of the trajectory of our emancipation.
That’s a sentence. She goes on to sort of draw parallels between “The Wackness” and the recent New York Times piece about recession’s impact upon women. She then takes a lengthy time-out for an anecdote about crying in a McDonalds at 5:30am, which then sort of segues into how she had “known half the halfway houses in Philadelphia, not because I’d been addicted to anything but because I was an anxious young reporter assigned to a sort of nebulous urban blight beat and desperately sure I might as well be.” And then she actually realizes how ridiculous this post has become (“Jesus Christ, what was this post about? oh wait, the wage gap, seriously?”) and then talks about how people are interdependent and that’s okay or something. And then she ends the whole thing on a grand note of:
And yeah, that is obvious, but in the moment it can feel totally, like, wack, but then you step away for awhile and maybe have a beer and read what you’ve written and think “No my friend, your brain is what is wack, maybe look into Wellbutrin next time you contemplate leaving the workforce.”
And somehow we’re supposed to deduce from this rambling trainwreck of a post that Moe has left Jezebel to go work for Radar. What? Okay. Bye.
…but it’s still pretty great. David Sedaris (not the actual David Sedaris) delivers a pizza:
So I’ve actually been fairly busy at work—or at least the size of my projects have provoked me into keeping busy—which has been a change of pace. I also passed my background check and got my security badge, which is a huge landmark—I can actually enter my own office now without having to call someone to pick me up. Plus I get to wear it and look awesome. I celebrated my freedom yesterday by going to our building’s Starbucks and buying a frappucino, a little consumerist fist-pump of a gesture that made me feel sort of ill afterward.