Is there an operational time machine somewhere on earth now, as Paul Laffolley predicted would happen by 2015?
I went to the benefits office once in the States to see if I could buy Medicaid over the counter so to speak and pay a premium each month since I was above 175 per cent of the Federal poverty level or whatever it was, like even short term visitors can do with state health insurance a lot of other places, as my insurance company was asking too many intrusive questions about my then-astronomical Dilaudid dose, and it sounded like a quagmire and I don't even remember if it actually would have worked . . . but the Dilaudid dose made me very magnanimous about the whole thing. My general practitioner then faced down the insurance whiners and the state narcotic inspector in the same week, basically she bludgeoned them both into submission with my meticulously-kept and voluminous medical file, including enough X-rays and Cat scans to make me wonder some years if I was getting close to the suggested maximum radiation exposure . . . what a great doctor. I didn't even know the narcotic inspectors had a "Do Not Disturb" list, and I doubt they do now -- bad for business . . .