Summary
Dr. Mehmet Oz, TV personality and former Senate candidate, has been nominated by Donald Trump to lead the Centers for Medicare and Medicaid Services (CMS), which oversees health coverage for over 160 million Americans.
Oz, a cardiothoracic surgeon and former host of “The Dr. Oz Show,” has faced criticism for promoting unproven medical treatments, including hydroxychloroquine for Covid-19.
The nomination comes amid contentious Medicare drug price negotiations under the Inflation Reduction Act, which are being challenged by pharmaceutical companies.
The role requires Senate confirmation.
It’s pretty gruesome. Black and thick, like charcoal dust. I hope whatever fascist I die on is scarred for life.
Damn, I just get internal scarring and organ failure. The blood cannon sounds way cooler.
The obviousness of it literally saved my life. Last time it happened I was still in college and living at home. Threw up in the bathroom, and weakly staggered to my room, thinking it was dark because I’d drank a cola just before. I was ready to lay there and fall asleep until I felt better.
My mother, luckily, was home, noticed that there was half-washed out black slurry in the toilet and sink, recognized it as blood, unlike me at the time, and worriedly asked me if everything was alright. I said, “Yeah, mom, I’m fine, just a little nauseous.” and she said fuck no, that’s not cutting it, we’re taking you to the hospital.
I had to get blood transfusions. They weren’t sure I was going to make it. If I’d passed out on the floor of my room like I intended to wait it out, I’d’ve probably died. Gave my poor mother a terrible fright.
Isn’t it? I’m glad I got a disease with cool symptoms and not just pooping myself to death, dysentery style. This way I at least have a cool story I can tell XD
Better scream something at them right before:
“Hail Satan”
“My woke mind virus must spread”
“I bathe thee in communist red”
Y’know something along those lines
