Hillary care will produce these results in the USA. I regularly cross the border for medical care because of the time delay for prompt care - and I do have a family doctor.

Billions of dollars leave the Canadian economy and bolster the American one. That is the only up side to this situation.

This reminds me of the old joke about the lady who passed the butcher and so two signs:

Turkey - 1.99 @ pound

Steak - .29 @ pound.

She dashed in and asked for 10 pounds of steak. The butcher told her he was all out, but a new shipment would be in the next day.

She returned the next morning to find that the steak was $5.99 @ pound. Upon inquiring, the butcher said that steak was .29 @ pound only when there wasn't any available.

Aaron might take a moment to reflect that, at times, heart attacks and cancer can also be life threatening illnesses. It's always a pleasure to read items in the real media where editors and fact checkers are at work, unlike blogs where they say anything at all no matter how nonsensical.

But Montreal is the number one city in the world to live (according to Askmen.com)! The irony is killing me. Get it?

"If people can't see a doctor, they can't be diagnosed and treated early - whether it's heart disease, cancer or a life-threatening illness."

Think Paul at the "Physicians for Social Justice" (a moniker that clearly denotes who they are, where they came from and what they believe) has any insight into this -- like say, how difficult Canada has made it for physicians to practice?

We have these loonies here -- they'll wreck our medical system in the name of 'social justice' and then wonder why doctors are few, harried and sullen.

Gosplan, rubles, and bread. Oh my!

obc:

Slightly off topic, but consistent with jokes against socialism, some of the funniest jokes on record come fron Russian dissidents in the Soviet era. Here is one of my favourites, from a comedian from the Breznhev/Andropov era, that I've heard got into big trouble:

Comrade Igor has been depriving himself and saving his rubles for many years in hopes of buying himself a Lada. Finally, he has enough saved and he goes to the Lada dealership to make the purchase. Afer a full day of filling out forms and answering very personal and irrelevant questions, Igor has the following conversation with the salesman:

Salesman: Well, Comrade Igor, I am very pleased to tell you that everything is in order and that your Lada will be delivered to you in seven years and two weeks from now.

Comrade Igor: That is wonderful, but tell me, what time will it be ready?"

Salesman: What do you mean, what time? It is seven years from now. What difference would it make?

Comrade Igor: Well, I have to know because the plumber is coming at ten!

Peter,

Wonderful joke it is, but you left out the part about pushing the wheelbarrow-full of rubles to the dealership!