Hat tip: Ron J.
Not surprisingly, universal lefty idol Fidel Castro’s overseas “free” medical care program for South America’s poor, is falling apart. (Now since the article requires a subscription, I am including the entire text of Ron’s message to me.)
Fidel Castro’s vaunted overseas “free” medical programfor the poor, which sent doctors to the slums of Caracas and
elsewhere, is falling apart as doctors choose defection, says Investor’s Business Daily (IBD).
In Bolivia, at least 30 Cuban doctors out of 719 defected to freedom, according to Bolivian media.
In Venezuela, 4,000 Cuban doctors out of 15,000 also fled the country, Union Radio reported. The result of the defections can be seen in the remnants of the program:
In western Caracas, a red-brick octagonal medical kiosk, the visible symbol of Castro’s Cuban doctor operation, is boarded up; it was installed supposedly to provide 24-hour medical service to poor areas, but the doctors are gone.
Along the old Caracas/La Guaira highway, three more of the distinctive Cuban brick compounds, one after another, also were recently seen boarded up.
In the truly poor Caracas slums, known as ranchos, where cardboard boxes and corrugated steel serve as
housing, no Cuban doctor kiosks are there at all.
It’s no surprise why they did it, says IBD. Defecting doctors say they are essentially there for a political purpose rather than to
practice medicine. Their “free” medical care amounts to industrial “dumping,” putting real doctors out of business in places such as Venezuela, Bolivia and Central America.
Instead of showing the “humanity” of socialist medicine over the profit-driven capitalist kind as Castro intended, the current fiasco has shown that “free” medical care is as muchin shortage in Caracas as it is in Havana, explains IBD.
Source: Editorial, “Doctors Flee South America Sick Man,” Investor’s Business Daily, July 15, 2006
I once read someplace that insanity is doing the same thing over and over yet expecting a different result. Still, the Castro admirers will insist until they’re blue in the face that it can be done.
On another note, does this concept of “industrial dumping” seem familiar to you? It should, as that is what our own government is allowing to happen to legal, taxpaying citizens, in favor of the illegal aliens.
But reading stuff like this reminds me of the character of Dr. Hendricks in Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged when he explained why he quite medicine to Dagny Taggart:
I quit when medicine was placed under State control, some years ago,” said Dr. Hendricks. Do you know what it takes to perform a brain operation? Do you know the kind of skill it demands, and the years of passionate, merciless, excruciating devotion that go to acquiring that skill? That was what I would not place at the disposal of men whose sole qualification to rule me was their capacity to spout the fraudulent generalities that got them elected to the privilege of enforcing their wishes at the point of a gun. I would not let them dictate the purpose for which my years of study had been spent, or the conditions of my work, or my choice of patients, or the amount of my reward. I observed that in all the discussions that preceded the enslavement of medicine, men discussed everything — except the desires of the doctors. Men considered only the “welfare” of the patients, with no thought for those who were to provide it. That a doctor should have any right, desire or choice in the matter, was regarded as irrelevant selfishness; his is not to choose, they said, only ‘to serve.’ That a man who’s willing to work under compulsion is too dangerous a brute to entrust with a job in the stockyards — never ocurred to those who proposed to help the sick by making life impossible for the healthy. I have often wondered at the smugness with which people assert their right to enslave me, to control my work, to force my will, to violate my conscience, to stifle my mind — yet what is it that they expect to depend on, when they lie on an operating table under my hands? Their moral code has taught them to believe that it is safe to rely on the virtue of their victims. Well, that is the virture I have withdrawn. Let them discover the kinds of doctors that their system will now produce. Let them discover, in their operating rooms and hospital wards, that it is not safe to place their lives in the hands of a man whose life they have throttled. It is not safe, if he is the sort of man who resents it — and still less safe, if he is the sort who doesn’t.”