Yowza! Into day 5 of my personal experience with the Pig Flu. Very not fun. Very. On the upside-I shouldn’t need the vaccine now. Which, it would appear, is a good thing; ’cause there ain’t none.
BARRE – Dozens of central Vermonters were turned away from an H1N1 flu vaccination clinic Saturday morning after health-care workers quickly ran through the 500 doses they had on hand.
By 8 a.m. – an hour before the clinic was supposed to begin – a queue of flu-wary residents braced against a cold and persistent November drizzle outside the Barre Auditorium. By 10:30, an hour and a half before the clinic was scheduled to end, nurses closed the doors.
And here’s the best part:
Vaccinations at Saturday’s clinic were reserved for people in “priority groups” who, by virtue of age or medical condition, are more prone to serious complications if they contract the virus, commonly known as swine flu.
Already the alternate rationing has begun. See, normally when there is a properly functioning supply and demand market, the price of a good will rise with the demand. This increase in price will signal to the market an unmet need, or, a better way to allocate scare resources. New producers enter the market adding to the supply and delivering the required amount of the good to service that demand. But when the supply and demand does not depend on price, the market does not respond. At this point, the supply is determined by fiat. And instead of being treated like an investment; it’s a cost. A cost that must be minimized. Oh, an added benefit of market exposure. Iin order to compete, the price of the good will come down, or, barring that, undesirable features will be removed:
a queue of flu-wary residents braced against a cold and persistent November drizzle outside the Barre Auditorium.
Doesn't this look like your last trip to the grocery store?
And new ones added:
I trek 25 miles from Rockville to the Fairfax store every month or so because it offers so much. First, there’s the Market Cafe for lunch, then the Wine Cellar to stock up on our favorites. Then we spend probably an hour strolling through the store, buying the best and most varied produce I’ve ever seen, meats that are packaged to last more than a day or two, and all those odd products I can’t find elsewhere. When we check out, not only is the cashier the most pleasant anywhere, but the grand total is competitive with other local stores.
or this one:
“They have ‘regular’ groceries at very competitive prices, but they also have ‘higher end’ gourmet foods. Most importantly, they have a willing, helpful and friendly staff almost too anxious to help a customer.”
Crazy free market! Trying to profit by selling FOOD! Everyone has a right to food!
Such utter bullshit.