Have you been frustrated, friends? Have you tried to talk to a fundamentalist about science? You're frustrated, because you know that good social policy, violence prevention, social welfare, and our environment depend on ethical application of scientific thought. The stakes are high, but you can't get through to them. Political and superstitious social policy pertaining to mental health have been disastrous. The drug war, the sorry state of mental health services, and the killing of fifteen year old Lawrence King exemplify this harm.
In this election year, it is important to recognize the barriers faced by some Americans in exercising their right to vote. Recent testimony before the US Senate Special Committee on Aging highlighted the impairments many senior citizens face in making it to the polls. Many older adults live in long-term care facilities or are home bound. They are frequently unable to travel alone, and are dependent upon others to arrange for transportation to vote in elections.
Mike Huckabee, ex-Governor of Arkansas, might not be a Universal Healthcare advocate, but his stance on tackling the obesity epidemic might need closer scrutiny than many of the professional nutrition programs out there. Beyond the rhetoric of his advocacy of a slimmer America, there is one important truth - current healthcare insurance systems indirectly reward 'obesity' through payouts rather than personal initiatives to stay fit. As the Governor of Arkansas he led the battle against obesity for the state at a political level, calling for changes in insurance legislation.
As Michael Moore ventures deeper and deeper into politics, his film-making abilities are getting better and better. I enjoyed Sicko for its slick cinematography and the powerful use of disturbing images and stories. Since its release in June 29, 2007, it is clear that it will be overwhelmingly successful at the box-office, and is sure to do well across the world markets for anti-Americana. And for once, I am convinced anti-Moore critics are temporarily on the back seat.
- The Broken Mirror