To Lehman Brothers, Linens ’n Things and the blank VHS tape, add another American institution that expired in 2008: drug company trinkets.
Starting Jan. 1, the pharmaceutical industry has agreed to a voluntary moratorium on the kind of branded goodies — Viagra pens, Zoloft soap dispensers, Lipitor mugs — that were meant to foster good will and, some would say, encourage doctors to prescribe more of the drugs.
No longer will Merck furnish doctors with purplish adhesive bandages advertising Gardasil, a vaccine against the human papillomavirus. Banished, too, are black T-shirts from Allergan adorned with rhinestones that spell out B-O-T-O-X. So are pens advertising the Sepracor sleep drug Lunesta, in whose barrel floats the brand’s mascot, a somnolent moth.
Some skeptics deride the voluntary ban as a superficial measure that does nothing to curb the far larger amounts drug companies spend each year on various other efforts to influence physicians. But proponents welcome it as a step toward ending the barrage of drug brands and logos that surround, and may subliminally influence, doctors and patients.
I will have a check for 180.00 for Make a Wish next week. Thankyou. That’s off one of your books. one. Just think of the wonderful things you can do. You are a great artist, gifted beyond your recognition.
I met an American who lives in South Korea teaching English. I asked him what he dislikes most about American women. He replied ” they frighten me and they are all fat.”
We went on to speak about the economy. My opinion was that Americans were just going to get fatter because it is cheaper to eat fast food than prepare healthy meals at home. “No,” he replied, “American people will have to get up early and work, get off their lazy asses and work.”
“whenever you do something for someone that requires alot of thought and is special, it goes unappreciated and you just get fucked in the end”—my 16 year old son. already a passionate romantic giving advice to me. i can’t say it isn’t true.
Also, I like that I am breaking etiquette by announcing that I am unfollowing the etiquette person. Weeee.
Good I am happy for you. Quite a conflict. I must add has it always been a contest to see who has the most followers? Just seems I see it alot lately. Not from you of course. You are my first tumble crush!
I reblogged one post. The dramatic girl took offense, nobody else did. Nothing was intended towards her, but she cannot see past herself to see that. I do not follow this person either, never have. I follow people I think are interesting. As usual, drama started, caused by her. I was called a bunch of names, and that’s okay, so my using the term attention whore should very well be okay too. Make that a passive aggressive attention whore.
Calling me stupid and infantile was not right. I’ve so been called an asshole, told to fuck off and called a bitch. Attention whore is nothing compared to that.
Funny how she starts drama all the time, and blames somebody else.
I don’t give her the pleasure of a response. She is starving for everything. She is a ‘poser’
we were home for Christmas. I had prayed for months and begged god to please let my son be ok, not to spend the holiday on the fourth floor. Pediatric oncology. Justin was four. I look back and it feels like yesterday. I learned what the true meaning of Christmas was that year. My bald, sick little kid waking up just like any other four year old to see what Santa had brought him.
Regardless of the gifts that were given today and the gifts received in the future, nothing could ever amount to what I got in December of 2004.
Kudos for having the guts to post that. I just can’t. I’m looking at my cleavage now, and while it doesn’t look so bad (it’s the one part of me I don’t hate)I just can’t post a picture of it, or any parts.
After a few drinks maybe, and I bet you’d be fun to have a few with!
Do you know that movie with Jim Carey in it, where he can’t lie? This is my whole life. I find myself completely unable to be deceitful. Friends of mine joke that they want to get me into a poker game, because I am so transparent. I’ve never learnt the knack of it. Lying, I mean. And in a way I am glad. I get taken all the time, as a result, because I assume nobody has an agenda, and then I’m floored when I find out they do. I suppose I just live my life by the old David Mamet line “Always tell the truth. It’s the easiest thing to remember.”
I have always felt that if I could lie, I would be in a better place.