That thirty-something Georgetown Student who had enough money for the 50,000 per year tuition at her upscale law-school, but who cried for public support of her birth control pills, could be Time Magazine’s person of the year!!
Pharmer might have been more sympathetic had Fluke cried for public support of her valacyclovir, clindamycin, metronidazole, ceftriaxone, azithromycin, doxycycline, benzathine penicillin, imiquimod, or whatever antiretroviral she might need in the future. After all, those are used to treat infectious disease states, which she might inadvertently obtain while plying her wares.
Time’s symbol of our times is a whining, useless, dysfunctional female, crying for tax support of her demand for recreational drugs and devices.
It must be the Year of the Parasite.
Will we also be expected to buy her personal massager, once she becomes so nastaaay that no guy will get near her?
You can cast your vote for or against the parasite of the year right HERE.