The obvious answer is “Well, who wouldn’t be?” Five minutes in the nooze stops my tail from wagging.
A few years ago the U.S. Preventive Services Task Force–yet another one of those government agencies you never heard of until you found its hand in your pocket–recommended mandatory screening for depression for all Americans. All 300 million of us.
Well, why not? Where’s the fun in government if you can’t make things mandatory?
And God knows they’ve given us a lot to be depressed about!
That’s for sure! When you witness something good deteriorating before your eyes it is no fun. The termites have taken over the house – where are the terminators? Please God, raise up true prophets to call America back to Yourseld.
This is all we need. Absolutely ridiculous!
I sometimes wonder about people who aren’t depressed, these days…
What worries me is how they choose to define who is depressed, and who is not. Anyone could be depressed for a short period of time, in reaction to a life event, but that doesn’t equate to a disease requiring treatment.
Yeahbut, yeahbut! It’d be a windfall for psychiatry!
Doctors — at least those affiliated with hospitals — are in fact now required to ask questions about their patients’ emotional status, even if a patient is there for treatment of a broken leg or a sore throat. Some of the questions are really insidious: “Do you ever feel sad?” (Anyone who never feels sad is probably a sociopath, by the way.) “Do you ever think that things are hopeless?” And so on. It’s only a matter of time before American doctors follow the Canadian doctors in offering assisted suicide (translation: murder by physician) to anyone who answers “yes” to any of these questions.
Proverbs 8:36: “All they that hate me [God’s wisdom] love death.”