Good news from the EPA: we have made a lot of progress towards saving the environment, and some of our progress comes with financial benefits as well.
So this was what I chose to do with my $500. I looked around the room for some sign of additional perks. Didn’t we get books? A pamphlet? Some handouts?
In January, Ezekiel J. Emanuel, an oncologist at the University of Pennsylvania wrote an op-ed in the New York Times saying that he was skipping his annual physical, which he argued as costly and ineffective.
I wasn’t thinking about health insurance when I quit my job. I thought about how much I loved New York, what I loved about journalism and writing, and how I was kicking myself for taking the first job offer I ever got. I was also thinking about whether quitting my first job three months in for a temporary job would ruin my life (hey! I’m young).
One night at a business-class hotel here is like a fifth or a fourth of a night at a hospital; there it’s like the other way around.
Thanks to my newfound pioneer attitude, my response to grogginess and an incipient cough was to take two Advil and a bracing three-hour walk through snow-encrusted Prospect Park. Here’s what that cost me.
Even if we can’t make abortion a real alternative for everyone, regardless of their financial circumstances, we can attack the root of the problem: the cost of reliable contraceptives.
Is it worth overcoming one’s objections to fitness trackers in the first place, getting the gizmo, hooking it up, letting your health insurance company monitor how many steps you take, and then receiving your reward in the form of a gift card to an evil empire?