by dinopello » Fri 18 Sep 2009, 12:26:45
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')Just out of curiosity, who currently foots the bill when an illegal alien shows up at the hospital ER?
And would providing American citizens National ID cards with biometrics prevent illegals from getting treatment at the ER?
Actually since it is possible in an accident a person might no longer have an ID card on their person (possibly due to a fire burning all their clothes off including their wallet), implanted RFID tags that could be scanned in the hospital ER might be a solution.
Even better, ER rooms could simply turn away patients who's RFID tags indicate they have no health insurance. Or instead of turning patients away entirely, they could be guided to the morgue, where they could patiently wait until they die. Or maybe let them wait in the place where they can collect organs for donation.
This raises a lot of the fundamental issues that need to be answered in one way or another. Summed up, it is in what ways are health services a public interest and what elements of freedom or privacy are on the table to achieve the public interest health goals. Then we could talk about the best mechanisms for achieving the public interest goals.
I keep thinking of the Monte Python "Bring out yer dead" scene. There, the public apparently agreed that there was enough public interest in disposing of Black Plague infested bodies. I still can't believe the amount of political hay that was made out of the end-of-life counseling issue. Aka Death Panels.
The Dead Collector: Bring out yer dead.
[a man puts a body on the cart] Large Man with Dead Body: Here's one.
The Dead Collector: That'll be ninepence.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not dead.
The Dead Collector: What?
Large Man with Dead Body: Nothing. There's your ninepence.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not dead.
The Dead Collector: 'Ere, he says he's not dead.
Large Man with Dead Body: Yes he is.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not.
The Dead Collector: He isn't.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, he will be soon, he's very ill.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm getting better.
Large Man with Dead Body: No you're not, you'll be stone dead in a moment.
The Dead Collector: Well, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I don't want to go on the cart.
Large Man with Dead Body: Oh, don't be such a baby.
The Dead Collector: I can't take him.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I feel fine.
Large Man with Dead Body: Oh, do me a favor.
The Dead Collector: I can't.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, can you hang around for a couple of minutes? He won't be long.
The Dead Collector: I promised I'd be at the Robinsons'. They've lost nine today.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, when's your next round?
The Dead Collector: Thursday.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I think I'll go for a walk.
Large Man with Dead Body: You're not fooling anyone, you know. Isn't there anything you could do?
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I feel happy. I feel happy.
[the Dead Collector glances up and down the street furtively, then silences the Body with his a whack of his club] Large Man with Dead Body: Ah, thank you very much.
The Dead Collector: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
Large Man with Dead Body: Right.