UD likes macho men.
She can’t help it. She was socialized into it by a sexist society and now it’s too late. Hope perhaps lies in future generations.
When pertinent, UD likes to point out on this blog instances of her attraction to academic rogues, rascals, rakes and randies, pre-impotence Hemingways swaggering the quad…
Today she likes the Harvard professor featured in this Crimson story, a med school guy going after Grassley and the other “quasi-religious” pharmascolds who worry about conflict of interest.
He argues that “physicians should be free to determine on their own if [an industry] gift is a bribe.”
How exactly would this work?
“This gift is a bribe. Great. I can use the money.”
No, no. And here’s where UD begins to pant a bit. “If people do bad things,” says her man, “shoot them.”
I also like how he describes the current turmoil over the issue: “Now there’s some skin in the game.” Meaning now doctors are getting pissed because the rules are changing and they’re losing money. Life’s a rugby match, baby, and Grassley’s pissing off the other side and he better look out!
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One editorial thing. The Crimson reporter notes that many other medical faculty believe “academic medicine has long suffered from ethical breeches.”
I think this would be trousers made with no leather products.