Well, My Black Cat, Sir Liam Donaldson was adamant five years ago that the country needs more doctors.
The Witch Doctor agreed with him then.
She still does.
However, Dr Phil in his comment following the last post, has picked up on what is really happening at the coalface.
“Medical numbers are to be cut at the Deaneries shortly, so Consultants will be in short supply, and the numbers in General Practice to be expanded. The way to get a square peg into a round hole is clearly a big hammer.”
It seems, therefore, that the establishment is totally ignoring Sir Liam Donaldson’s warning some five years ago.
It seems the NHS juggernaut is moving on.
And is about to crash over a cliff and about to become a “colossal wreck”
As you know, My Black Cat, it is not uncommon for us to use the very lowest form of wit when we concoct the posts for this blog. i.e. sarcasm, satire, irony – call it what you will.
We have a reason for writing in this way. Don’t we, My Black Cat?
And, because of this, we think we are pretty good at identifying these lowest forms of wit when used by others.
But this man has us well and truly flummoxed.
“Perhaps most importantly, the compulsory licensing of medical professionals should be abolished. Anyone should be at liberty to practice as a doctor or nurse, with patients relying on brand names or competing voluntary associations to ensure quality. Ending current restrictive practices is essential to enable private firms to increase productivity in the sector.
Restrictions on the types of treatment available ‘over the counter’ should be lifted to enable patients to obtain medication without recourse to registered doctors and regulated pharmacies.”
Do read on……
And read all of what what they are saying over at the Institute of Economic Affairs.
OK if you are hesitating, JUST DO IT!
CLICK WILL YOU!
Even if you can’t be bothered.
“The IEA continues to show the vitality and relevance of free market economics.” – So says DAVID WILLETTS MP
Decide for yourself when you click whether the commentary is vital and relevant or whether it is the lowest form of wit, the work of a true comedian.
Perish the thought.
Mr Richard Wellings can’t be serious!
Can he, My Black Cat?
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