Open Question: Allocation of Medical Research Dollars?
I’m trying to find some good resources on how the allocation of medical research dollars is determined in North America
Specifically I’m trying to find out about AIDS. Why do we spend so much on it in, should we be spending so much on it when the leading killers in North America are Cancer, Diabetes, Heart Disease, etc and comparative to these diseases, AIDS and HIV are much less prevalent, and more under control. Ideally, if anyone knows of any articles arguing either for or against the cutting of AIDS funding or about medical funding in general - this would be helpful
I need to write a persuasive essay and this is a pretty interesting, controversial topic that doesn’t seem to be talked about too much… which is unfortunate when you’re trying to do research….
In case you were wondering… I haven’t decided my stance on this issue yet. I welcome your opinions if you have any.
Thu, 19 Nov 2009 04:21:20 GMT
Open Question: Is my story good so far?
Preference
The night was dusted with stars,
And flames of blue reached toward the gloomy white moon.
Dark figures huddled in bushes.
There were clouds of grey smoke,
Flying from red, hot claws.
Hot sticky redness oozed from the earth.
You could hear the cries from within the weeping land.
This was the nightmare,
that haunted my sleep.
This is why my life changed.
This is how I found myself.
My dreams became real.
And my reality became a fantasy.
This is the dream that started it all.
And this is my story.
Sunrise
CHAPTER 1
I slowly walked up the steps of the most dreadful place in the world, Sir Johnson High School London, England. Ugh. Schools just reopened after the best summer holiday ever, but also the longest, well that?s what it felt like. My older and cooler brother, Michael, was just being his normal I-have-to-walk-into-school-first self. When she billowed ?Oh-my-god, Holly have you seen him yet.? Jamie, my very best friend in the world twanged my way, & I had not even seen her coming.
?See who and what about.? I yelled back a little confused which isn?t?t unusual for me.
?I?m talking about Drew, he?s looking for you, he says he gonna ask you out.? Jamie squeaked at me.
?Oh man, I can?t & won?t ever go out with him.? a yelled at her annoyed, because I hate Drew and his stupid crew.
?Why not.? Jamie wined at me.
?For one thing I hate him and another, my brother and I are moving in three days.? I murmured quietly.
?What, you can?t leave you?re my best friend, my only bff in the world and your brother he?s my only other friend, what will I do when you leave, who?ll go to our football games with.? Jamie said going hysterical.
?Jamie, calm down it?s not that far way, but dad said we should start a new.?
?Your dads mental and you know it, plus he?s not even your real dad.?
?I know, I know.? I said quietly just as the bell went.
My first class is Literature which is my favorite by the way. But as soon as me and Mickey(Michael) walked in everyone shut up, then one brave guy I recognized as James, said in a very formal manner ?Holly, Michael do you have to leave, please don?t go, please.? a chorus of yeas and pleases followed and Holly could feel tears escaping her eyes and slide down her cheeks until they reached her chin and fell onto her butterfly top, which she made, but just as she rested her head on Mickey?s top there was a crash outside and the window smashed.
?Whoa, what the hell was that?? Mickey cried, covering his face with his left hand. I was too scared to say anything but when I lowered my hand to look, I saw the last thing I ever expected to see. Ninjas. Blue Ninjas. Just then I found myself running, why I don?t know, my instinct just kicked in, but I heard heavy footsteps behind me, I panicked so I didn?t?t see the man that turned the corner until I ran into him.
But instead of falling I went through him, I wanted to scream but I couldn?t?t not when I saw who was following me, the biggest ninja, probably the leader, was running full speed ahead, straight towards me. ?Holly, Holly run.? Mickey screamed right behind me. But I couldn?t?t move because I was petrified, thinking what do they want?, why me?. The ninja got closer and closer until he was right in front of her, bending down, violently picking me up while I kicked and punched him, I still couldn?t scream. But when I saw my brother being held in a headlock by another ninja I got out a very loud bellowing scream. ?Let go of me!? but he didn?t even blink. Instead he unravelled his head scarf, and I was shocked by what he looked like, I was expecting him to be covered in scars and bruises because that?s what I thought they usually look like, I guess I was wrong because he had a gorgeous tan black spiky hair and dreamy brown eyes that you can fall into.
?No, your right they usually do, but were not the usual.? he chuckled he had an English accent, my eyes widened, could he hear my thoughts.
He laughed ? yes I can, and also you have no reason to be scared.? I felt like shrieking ?Are you crazy, of course there?s a reason to be scared!? but instead I found myself saying ? How is there now reason, who are you.?
? Me, why I?m your hero, later today somebody?s gonna try and kidnap you, not us we?re here so they don?t get you .?
I was speechless.
He carried me to their car and put me in, he explained to my brother why I?m leaving but didn?t tell him where. Apparently my Daddy already knows. I found myself being driving down my road and see a sight that makes my heart skip a beat my dad was outside, with three suitcases in front of him, but that was not what surprised me, what surprised me was my mother, but my mother had been dead for ten years, the last time I saw was the day I left to go on a holiday with school, and she was stood on the pavement waving goodbye, kind of like she is now. But that?s impossible, I thought I shouldn?t
Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:18:58 GMT