For seven weeks I have watched a miracle unfold as dozens of modestly paid but utterly devoted medical practitioners have labored to bring my old British friend back from the brink. Not one penny has changed hands. In an environment teeming with the highest levels of professionalism I have watched every aspect of life support administered with meticulous care by a team at which one can only marvel. In the United States Mil’s mountain of drugs, equipment support, tubes, disposables, gallons of intravenous feeds and Jevity liquid food, plus plain old man and woman hours would have cost close to $1 million by now.

This is universal health care. Americans deserve this. Every American. Now.