Karen: A wonderful spoof! I, too, am amused at the TV commercials that have pills for every conceivable ailment (e.g., infected hangnail, terminal bewilderment, etc.), with family members enjoying each other’s company; grandfathers smiling while playing with the little ones, still being able to go for hikes in the woods, etc. All-in-all, none of this euphoria would have been possible but for some drug made available through the advertising pharmaceutical firm. Next commercial: “if you or a relative were treated for a bloated ego with the drug Klopstockia, and suffered kidney failure, a stroke, blindness, or death, contact the law firm of Dewey, Cheatem, and Howe, to participate in a class-action suit.” That Boobus Americanus can sit through such end-to-end contradictory foolishness and still stagger into the offices of their friendly family physician for prescriptions to address the unforeseen consequences of the earlier drugs, is beyond amazing.

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