I have been meaning to write a diary about French healthcare for a long time now, and nyceve's excellent diary as well as betson08's finally convinced me that it was time to do it.
I'm 32 years old, I was never very sick, and I'm among the lucky few (knock on wood) who almost never had to face serious illness among their friends and family. And let's say it: I am not a specialist in the French healthcare system. In fact I know pretty much what anybody knows here when it comes to being sick, needing to see a doctor and getting a treatment.
But here I mean to tell you more about this supposedly best healthcare system in the world of ours because ignorance (mine in this case) can be cured with a little research, good factchecks and hard work. Let's just hope all this work won't get burried too soon.
If you thought I was talking about Barack Obama, a man whose middle name was given to him by someone who obviously didn't think he would run for president, shame on you!
No, this one will make you fall off the wall, I am talking about one of the biggest celebrities in the world. Michael Jackson! Yes, that dangerous one!
It all caught my attention with this title: Michael Jackson 'converts to Islam and changes name to Mikaeel' and I thought: Great, the Onion is at it again! Because they always sound invicible with those titles. But wait, this is not the Onion!
The Washington Independent just broke it (Full article here.):
Sen. John McCain’s wife and father-in-law continued a lucrative business partnership with disgraced financier Charles H. Keating Jr. for 11 years after the GOP presidential nominee said he ended his close friendship with Keating in March 1987.
Cindy McCain’s business partnership with Keating in a real-estate development between 1986 and 1998 netted her a tidy profit, in addition to years of significant tax benefits. Her father, who died in 2000, earned similar returns.
Of course, McCain's attorney claims they had no idea!
I just saw this excellent diary and felt so overwhelmed by emotion as I was reading comments that I decided to write this. This is not news. This is not the outcome of hard work. This is just my story.
If you feel it's irrelevant here, I'll delete it.
For me it all began in the beginning of the afternoon. Close to Paris. I had a day off; I had never been to New York although it was one of the places I absolutely wanted to visit.
I remember I had just bought a new radio set and I had spent half an hour programming it so I could go from one station to another by just pressing a button. The radio was on all the morning. Then I heard about the first plane. My first thoughts were: Accident, very small plane... something like that, inarticulate.
John McCain is the biggest pain in the neck maverick; said Newt Gingrich yesterday on C-Span.
So, I just started to listen to him. No knowing this man so well, I was sort of disappointed (Basically, he dissed Obama and Biden and praised the wooooooooonderful experience of Gov Palin). But I also though, for the first time in a long time: At last a republican who is good at talking, who is articulate and who can express his ideas in a fashionnable way (if not an objective one).
The emphases are mine.
John McCain is the biggest pain in the neck maverick the republican party had since Barry Goldwater. I tried to tell people: If five and a half years of North Vietnamese couldn't coerce you (audience laughing) the idea that the republican caucus was gonna intimidate him was silly.
So this diary will be short but I just wanted to draw your attention on the way the news of our Attorney General's pregnancy (Garde des Sceaux or Ministre de la justice in French), Rachida Dati, broke here today.
There had been rumors for weeks now and she went public today stating:
"There is no reason I should slow down or stop my work as Attorney General. This is not a disease."
And she added when asked about who the father is (she's not married):
My private life is complicated and is off limits. I will not comment on this.