For Health, “Plemiya”, outage and Health Insurance

It's in the nature of the hospital communiqué to the equal indiscretions in which liquefiers once happen to be involved. Such involvement in personal destiny (potentically toward the finalization of life itself leads to the formation of some reliefs, which may affect immune, mutually helpful ties. Inpower. Equality. Fate. Final. The liquidator. These markers are actually the very creators of the community within a hospital center. Patients are assisted in brotherhood, often under the worst sanitation conditions. At such times, I left my mother as I went out to make that scripture.

And yet there are other reactions. Ukrainian director Myroslav Slaboshpytsky gives us to the film “Plemya/” The Tribe” (2014) an alternative patient example: powerful, then fair. First of all, a bunch of deaf people in a school/spy center come out like a gang terrorizing inside and out, until the last “recruits” doesn't kill the gang's two tops. In the movie, almost so much so that the shopenhauerian order of health as the main power of man, that disciplinarian (Fucalul), or even, let's say, that prayer as an epigram thanks on what “t you have and the other squeka”, the message Feruhzad sounded at “Feruhzad with “Plemya” would be fantastic) when the disparagement of deaf deaf teenagers is converted into real force: deaf and dumb all become rioters, thieves, sex traffickers, perform public orals, all of this while the unrecognized curvage of the heart with all that boils in his bosom: with his personal revolt, revenge against members of the species. The deprived criminal kills two hoods of the gang who had even recruited him since the first day of his departure, since in a sense he does not allow himself to have the sense of turning him into a gun to rape and to try to make “pay with others.

The killing that our hero does is a punch right in the heart of the institution's suspension. The deaf teenager kills two of his friends, gang collaborators inside the school-hospital facility, since he considers that he was tested by injustice (huliganism, eater, extortion, gang violations, and so on). Coldly strangled, as is death itself, as is the film itself - not a single word or a whisper, except voices, gestures, and mute milk. The more you do it in an object that Stiener's Foucals attribute to frustration: hospital school. He does it in the morning and in their private closets. The deaf do not feel the entrance into the room of the deaf killer. Scary, isn't it? Yeah, but only in the shortness of the act-in-law. Plemya, rodei, the bandissical family, created within the hospital school by some lack in two senses but dominant in other senses, dies. And with them, for me, the very idea of the institution of righteousness.

But has Kosovo “Plemiya” died? “Plemiya” “Plemiya” Skeveret in closets, but bed without support where to keep the pillow. With a lack of drugs and syringes and a patient's obligation to buy them myself. With drugs at more expensive prices inside campus than outside. Waiting for doctor's decisions, where you see eye-to-eye how the other patient manages only that someone knows doctors, or <x8... wet their throats” doctors. With blood from the laboratory (prives, of course) to refuse the first time since it is hemolosis (the blood cells during receiving), it is conveyed by the laboratory's advice not to be mistaken with blood intake in the canile area. With weak live sensors. With verbal stings and even technical/practice. No. Kosovo “Plemiya” Exactly because the genologically is out. She's in-revolved to have someone die inside just because she loves justice more than retribution. No, she's the outside circle of the entity, just like Serbian hospital doctors in the north around Albanians injured on tables on night between February 3rd and 4th 2000.

But what he wants when Grabovci wants revenge. Sorry Uncle J” So also carmotives with the resignations of cirrugs and uncles of these days are nothing but fun. “Plemiya”, rodei, uncle, famiglia, has died because it was never an internal revolt (not by chance in 1981) Menza rose in fear of poisoning, not QKUKU, to real death or female steroids). Curr Gjacaj, the Ismajli Bridge in time follows what has been ground up in the exorcation: the Yugoslav health system. Ironically, the bar owner of the Ismajli snob, now the minister, was about to lose, and the flathead's wages, a life, was asked to leave the club for ordering Fanta. Why when we've ever asked what criteria did that system set up?

Just one example: It's said that when they told Dr. Ali Sokool to sign the natural “death of Fazli Grejchev (torn to death including needles between nails), he had declined. How can you understand our state of medicine without knowing its history? Who investigated the killings of QNDRA Albanian soldiers in the APJ? Did Metush Krasniqi, in 1986, be brought to Morg in the QKU, when Milosevic still had Milosevic, and why didn't anyone turn the morgue into a slippery “” Albania's top supermarkets. Morgu and death leafing are predistorts of the ruling policies, since they give the verdict on someone who can already object. Then what an ecologist can say, nothing more than mediocre, for the spatial Africa of Thermocot's QKUK heater, etc.

Kosovo's QKUK did not experience similar revolt. He's experienced the object a little higher: Students' Menza in 1981, when one of the students was reminded that he could be poisoned and end up in a hospital. But the revolt of hospitalists with the memory that they could die of nominalism, this country doesn't even know 36 years after 81. Here, too, are veterans' budget-enhancing genetics, not Health Insurance. Money is given to those who have bone, not to men, to the sluggish, to those exposed to calamity. Didn't Malthus teach us that they should get rid of him?

So six years after November 2011, since I had fallen for 17 days at KKUK for 48 hours, I saw only one progress - hygiene at the most. But hygienicism, in a sense, is derived from human nature - inadequacy to snoring. “put it down as you would like to find” is a famous message in the toilets until even the most tired mehans.