More About Doctors
by
Robert Klassen
by Robert Klassen
Twenty
years ago, I used to stop at a lakeside bar after work for a beer
and a little conversation. It was what you might call a workingman’s
bar, with pool tables, smoke, and lots of noise. There I met a retired
gentleman who liked to tell stories, gamble for drinks, and generally
have a good time. I noticed the gold watch, gold jewelry, and the
gold caps on his teeth right away, but that wasn’t so unusual, and
I gave it no thought. Later I noticed that he drove a late model
Mercedes, not a pickup truck, and I thought that was a little odd.
We got to know each other after a while, and I learned that he owned
a small house on the waterfront, a condo in Tahoe, a villa in the
Caribbean, and two fine yachts. The guy was a millionaire. How did
he make his money? Selling cars.
Let’s
think of some of the richest people we’ve ever heard about. There’s
Bill Gates at the top of the list, then Oprah, maybe the richest
woman on Earth, then the Kennedy family, the Bush family, the Cheney
family, then the legion of sports figures, talking heads, and media
giants, all multi-millionaires. We can’t easily think of plain old
millionaires, by which I mean people who actually own that much
in assets, not debts, because there are so many of them from so
many different endeavors, like lawyers, real estate developers,
car dealers, corporate managers, software contractors, top civil
servants, congressmen, orthodontists, engineers, veterinarians,
insurance brokers, some doctors, and a handful of novelists.
American
consumers don’t seem to grumble much about the millions earned by
baseball players and the rest, but when it comes to medical providers
earning that kind of money they scream bloody murder. I don’t understand
why.
Email
response to my last two articles on LRC, "Government
Malpractice" and "M.D.,"
has been 50/50, with medical providers in support, and medical consumers
in rejection of my twin observations that doctors are victims of
State oppression, and that the medical industry has been bankrupted
by State interference. I might conclude that medical providers understand
the problem because they are forced to cope with it, while medical
consumers presume that all is well in the business because they
never heard otherwise elsewhere, but I suspect there is more to
it than that. Consumers of medical services seem to deeply believe
that providers of medical services are their servants, and that
medical services should be free. The old socialist mantra comes
to mind: From each according to ability, to each according to need.
Never mind that it never worked.
But
is that all there is to it? Why do we cheer for the multi-millionaire
quarterback, who couldn’t cut our fingernails for us, and excoriate
the millionaire heart surgeon, who can save our life? I don’t understand
it.
The
latest outrage afoot comes endorsed by the AMA itself, a single-party
payer scheme; in English, that means the State pays all the medical
bills, or not, and that all medical providers work for the State.
That’s called socialized medicine. American consumers of medical
services who tell me how wonderful socialized medicine works in
Europe must feel encouraged by the prospect, though from what I’ve
seen, socialized anything (energy, railroads, urban infrastructures,
national security, education) doesn’t work at all after a while.
The AMA? I don’t know whose tune they’re dancing to this time; we’ll
have to wait to see who winds up with the thirty pieces of silver.
Medical
students who realize their peril in time may wish to do a cost/benefit
analysis of switching to large-animal veterinary medicine or orthodontic
dentistry, both of which services are largely cash-only to customers
who are happy to pay for it.
One
exceptional doctor I knew years ago had been raised and educated
in Germany. He moved to the US for medical school, and he did his
residency in NYC. I was there for his fortieth birthday party, and
he was joking about his forty-thousand dollar debt in school loans.
His cousin the same age, he said, was a Mercedes dealer in Germany,
and he had just celebrated becoming a millionaire. "Isn’t it
funny," he laughed, "I passed up the chance to do the
same thing." No, I thought, that's not funny at all.
Personally,
I’d rather have a happy millionaire for a doctor than an unhappy
slave to the State.
A
final word: People have accused me of shilling for doctors, hospitals,
or the pharmaceutical industry. I’m not working for anybody. Nobody
pays me. I do not work for Lew Rockwell, and he does not pay me.
I am not a millionaire; my assets are near nothing, and I have lived
as I wished on a gross annual income under fourteen thousand dollars
for years, and I still do.
August 26, 2003
Robert
Klassen [send him mail]
is a retired med tech and writer. Here's
his web site.
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