There’s no denying that there’s risk in taking a drug or medical procedure that hasn’t completed clinical trials. The question is: Who has the right to decide how much risk a person will take — he or some faceless Washington bureaucrat? In my opinion, the answer depends upon the answer to the question: Who owns you? If one owns himself, then it is he who decides how much risk he takes. If government owns you, then you don’t have the right to unilaterally decide how much risk you’ll take.

The FDA’s mission is to ensure the safety and effectiveness of pharmaceuticals. In doing so, FDA officials can make two types of errors. They can approve a drug that has unanticipated dangerous side effects, or they can disapprove or delay a drug that is both safe and effective.

FDA officials have unequal incentives to avoid these two types of errors. If the FDA official errs on the side of under-caution — approving a dangerous drug — the victims are visible, and he is held directly accountable. If he errs on the side of over-caution — holding up approval of a safe and effective drug — who’s to know? The cost and the victims are invisible. Politicians and bureaucrats prefer invisible victims.
That time you confused a lesson for a soulmate.
Dream Hampton  (via is-mary)

who is she?
22 year old me: *Looks into camera* I am...standing in front of my beautiful home. I just got back from a short vacation and it's my dorders( who I uniquely named Dorder b/c she is my dorder) 4th birthday so I'm going to surprise her and my husband Aubrey, you may know him as Drake, I call him Aubrey because we're on a first name basis because we are married...and in love.
Me: *Opens door* Hello.mp3!
Drake: *Eagerly runs downstairs carrying dorder because he is happy to see me because we are in love* Oh my God! I am so happy to see you!
Me: Surprise! Get my luggage sweetie. *Smiles at the camera*
Drake: Hold the baby for me?
Me: No, thank you.
Drake: You sure? You haven't seen her in a long time and she misses y-
Me: Aubrey I do not want to hold that child.
Drake: *Nods and sits dorder on the floor* What's with the camera crew?
Me: Well, I am...filming my ICONIC return home from vacation.
Drake: I wouldn't call it vacation you were gone for an entire year. *rich white man laugh*
Me: I can call it whatever the hale I wanna call it but anyway- *Kneels and ruffles Dorders hair* -my little cutie pie turned 3 and as you all know, I do not particularly like the number 3. At all. So now I am home because I do, in fact, enjoy the number 4.
Drake: I completely understand, I'm not too fond of the number 7.
Me: Are you coming for me?
Drake: I don't understand.
Me: Everyone knows that I was born on August 8th and 7 is one less than 8 and I'm starting to feel VERY attacked.
Drake: I apologize I see how that could be taken offensively, I was out of line.


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