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Saturday, 03 September 2016 08:53

Legum writes: "Could Hillary Clinton’s outreach to some traditional Republican constituencies cost the Democrats the House and Senate? That is the implication of a poll released on Thursday."

Democratic presidential candidate Hillary Clinton and former U.S. president Bill Clinton greet supporters during a primary night gathering on April 26 in Philadelphia. (photo: Justin Sullivan/Getty Images)
Democratic presidential candidate Hillary Clinton and former U.S. president Bill Clinton greet supporters during a primary night gathering on April 26 in Philadelphia. (photo: Justin Sullivan/Getty Images)


Hillary’s GOP Outreach: Could It Do More Harm Than Good for Democrats?

By Gary Legum, Salon

03 September 16

 

Clinton has been working to convert Republicans, but it could very well backfire

ould Hillary Clinton’s outreach to some traditional Republican constituencies cost the Democrats the House and Senate? That is the implication of a poll released on Thursday. Conducted by USA Today and Suffolk University, the poll suggests that a bare majority of Hillary voters – 52 percent – are very or somewhat likely to split the ticket when they vote, punching the ballot for Clinton for president but also a Republican for Congress. By contrast, a slight majority of Donald Trump supporters say they will vote straight Republican up and down the ballot.

The split-ticket numbers could be good news for Republicans hoping to hold onto their majorities in Congress, particularly in the Senate. (The House has always been a long shot to flip.) And that’s to say nothing of races at the state and local levels. And these numbers open up the Clinton campaign’s general-election strategy this summer to Monday-morning quarterbacking.

Has Clinton spent too much of her time reaching out to Republicans? That question has been asked almost from the minute she wrapped up the Democratic nomination early this summer. Reports immediately surfaced that her campaign had started talking to GOP donors and operatives, many of whom were appalled that their party had nominated Trump and thus possibly receptive to endorsing and supporting Clinton. There was immediate grumbling from the Democratic base, even though the candidate did not appear to be moderating any of her policy positions to attract those Republicans.

On the one hand, the strategy made some sense. A politician who wants to win will mine every corner for votes. At the very least, reminding Republicans that their choices for president are either their hated enemy of a quarter century, Hillary Clinton, or the racist scrap of aged cigar paper that their party had nominated might convince a significant number to stay home in November. Which would only help her and any down-ballot candidates in tight races.

On the other hand, why not try to hang Trump like a millstone around the collective neck of the Republican Party? Why not remind the public at every turn that this warped, deformed version of the party of Lincoln, the electoral equivalent of Quasimodo without the redeeming inner beauty, was fundamentally broken as a political institution and shouldn’t be trusted to run so much as an ice cream truck, let alone the massive apparatus of government? This strategy would, in theory, marginalize the GOP and make it toxic for generations.

The risk there would be in activating Republican voters’ “brand loyalty” to their party, pissing them off to the point that those who had been on the fence about bothering to vote might get angry and turn out in large numbers.

Clinton’s speech in Reno last week, where she excoriated Trump for appealing to what the media has politely referred to as the “alt-right” (but that most people describe as the “racist fringe of xenophobic white supremacists that should be drubbed out of society”) seemed to carry out both strategies at the same time. The speech tied Trump to the modern-day GOP and held it responsible for creating this monster but seemed to suggest that the party could still save itself by repudiating him.

But now it seems it may be time to pick one strategy and stick with it. For one thing, as Ed Kilgore notes, the strategy of picking up crossover votes isn’t doing much and might even be hurting the down-ballot races. When a strategy is actively harming your party, it’s time to set it aside.

For another, Trump’s immigration speech on Wednesday should have removed any doubt about him for even the most clueless, disengaged voter. If that 70 minutes of bombast and flat-out fascism didn’t convince the last few remaining GOP holdouts that he would be far and away the most dangerous president in the history of the republic, then nothing will. If any Republicans are still going to support him out of some twisted sense of party loyalty, then there is nothing to be done.

We’ll see after Labor Day, when the real campaign begins, what the Clinton campaign is thinking. For all I know, the strategy has long been to give the GOP a chance to save itself before going at it hard in the fall. But for the moment, to the extent that a presidential campaign can influence the balance of the Senate and House, the current strategy of reaching out isn’t helping Democrats. It’s time to move onto something else.

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Socialize the EpiPen Print
Saturday, 03 September 2016 08:49

Excerpt: "The ongoing EpiPen debacle has served one useful purpose: it has plainly revealed the uninhibited avarice — and general dysfunction — at the core of the American pharmaceutical system."

The EpiPen. (photo: Daniel Acker/Bloomberg/Getty Images)
The EpiPen. (photo: Daniel Acker/Bloomberg/Getty Images)


Socialize the EpiPen

By Adam Gaffney, Jacobin

03 September 16

 

The EpiPen mess shows that we need drugs that function as real social goods, not rent-producing commodities.

The ongoing EpiPen debacle has served one useful purpose: it has plainly revealed the uninhibited avarice — and general dysfunction — at the core of the American pharmaceutical system.

The saga of the EpiPen — and the chicanery of Mylan Pharmaceuticals, its merchant but not its maker — exemplifies a slew of troubling developments that have been unfolding throughout the pharmaceutical universe in recent years. Most prominently, of course, there is the appalling price-gouging: Mylan bought the EpiPen in 2007, at which point a pair of them went for about $100; then, as the New York Times reported, it proceeded to jack the price up, at an accelerating pace, to over $600 currently.

This massive and entirely arbitrary sixfold price increase produced a windfall for the company, and made its CEO Heather Bresch colossally rich in the process. Her annual salary skyrocketed from around $2.5 million in 2007, as NBC News reported, to an absurd $18.9 million by 2015.

What did Mylan do to rake in such kingly sums? It’s not quite clear. Mylan didn’t invent the drug or the autoinjector technology that is the EpiPen’s raison d’etre (this device essentially allows individuals to rapidly and easily inject a precise, preloaded dose of epinephrine into the muscle of themselves, or others, when in the throes of a suspected anaphylactic reaction).

Epinephrine, as many have noted, is today cheap as dirt and has been around for more than a century, while the essentials of the >autoinjector date back to the 1970s. Indeed, as an article at Timeline describes, the EpiPen actually “owes its existence to public initiative.”

The Pentagon sponsored the development of an autoinjector that could rapidly deliver a nerve gas antidote in case of a chemical weapons attack. This is no aberration: the EpiPen is one of many medical advances whose early development was publicly funded, only to later serve as a source of enormous private profit.

But furthermore, Mylan doesn’t even make the EpiPen: it outsources that to Pfizer’s Meridian Medical Technologies, which manufactures a whole lineup of autoinjector products (including, incidentally, injectors for antidotes for nerve gas among other nasty poisons).

In short: Mylan and its CEO have gotten filthy rich off of a drug that they not only didn’t invent, but don’t so much as glue together.

The company’s real gift lies not in innovation or manufacturing, but in marketing and politicking. As an article in Bloomberg describes, Mylan successfully fought for federal legislation that encouraged schools to keep a supply of EpiPens in stock, reached an agreement to have its products available at Disney World and on Disney cruises, and pushed to have EpiPens available in various public places, like restaurants and hotels, across the country. And in 2014 Mylan devoted a mammoth $35.2 million towards direct-to-consumer EpiPen television advertisements (the company, Bloomberg notes, disputes this number).

Mylan has also followed another tried-and-true Big Pharma strategy: it hired a celebrity spokesperson to sell product via the promotion of “disease awareness.” Sex in the City’s Sarah Jessica Parker was on Mylan’s payroll for this very purpose (she recently broke her ties with the company).

Other companies have taken a similar path: Shire Pharmaceuticals paid Monica Seles to elevate awareness of a brand new diagnosis, binge eating disorder, and also pays the Maroon 5 singer Adam Levine to promote awareness of adult ADHD (naturally, Shire sells a brand-name amphetamine for both of these conditions).

Still, marketing shenanigans aside, the reality is that anaphylaxis is truly a life-threatening condition, that rapidly injected epinephrine can be lifesaving, and that many households which need to have a ready supply of autoinjectors are being financially squeezed — whether because of high deductibles or uninsurance — for corporate gain. So if we do in fact need a large supply of widely available, inexpensive epinephrine autoinjectors, what should be done?

Drugs for All

Some hope that public outrage and shaming will succeed in convincing the company to lower its price. So far, that hasn’t worked, though that could change. Mylan did increase its financial assistance program to cover more of the copayments for some users (albeit without lowering the price).

More recently, it also announced that, rather oddly, it would begin offering a generic version of the EpiPen to compete with its own branded drug, at half price, and sold directly to consumers. However, as STAT’s Damian Garde reported, this “savvy business move” could conceivably increase the company’s profits (for instance, by bypassing middlemen). In any event, $300 for a pair of pens is still an incredible windfall, and an untenable price for many.

Proposals from many other commentators have revolved, in contrast, around ways to bring new products into the epinephrine marketplace, so as to lower the price of the pens through competition.

This sounds about right, but here’s the rub: apart from the problem of cost, it’s not clear that we actually need new types of epinephrine autoinjectors. The existing one works well already. Money spent developing, testing, approving, marketing, and advertising new proprietary epinephrine autoinjectors is mostly a waste.

Indeed, the development and marketing of such so-called “me-too” drugs is a major problem in the American pharmaceutical system, one which diverts research monies away from the development of truly innovative drugs for untreatable or inadequately treated diseases towards endless reiterations of existing therapies.

Which brings us to the next question: how about more competition from generics? Indeed, why isn’t there a generic EpiPen already? The situation here is complex and a bit murky, but important.

A single generic company — Teva Pharmaceuticals — was actually poised to have a generic version of the EpiPen on the market by now. Teva first submitted its generic application to the FDA seven years ago, in 2009. This provoked a patent infringement lawsuit (a revised autoinjector device, not epinephrine itself, is what is still patented). This is far from unique: this sort of litigation is one tactic among many that Big Pharma employs to delay the entry of generic competition.

In any event, according to Bloomberg, the litigation dragged on until 2012, when Teva won the right — assuming that it got FDA approval — to market a generic EpiPen beginning in mid 2015, and maybe earlier under unspecified conditions (the details of the confidential settlement remain unclear). However, in March, the FDA rejected Teva’s generic application, delaying the introduction of the generic EpiPen, as Bloomberg reported.

It’s not clear why the FDA rejected its application, although according to a new study described by STAT’s Ed Silverman, a “Citizen Petition” filed with the FDA by Mylan — in which it argued (not surprisingly) that the agency should reject Teva’s generic EpiPen application — potentially played a shady role in the FDA’s decision. Mylan’s argument in the Citizen Petition was essentially that minor differences in the way the devices were designed and used meant that they were not necessarily interchangeable in “an emergency situation . . . without additional physician interaction or training,” and were therefore unsafe.

Mylan’s argument here is self-serving and possibly entirely specious, but it contains a kernel of rationality. After all, there is a reasonable argument to be made that having a single epinephrine autoinjector is safer than having a multitude of competing products, all basically doing the same thing, but with various minor or major design differences.

Epinephrine is injected in anaphylactic emergencies —moments often characterized by pending or actual asphyxiation and the understanding panic that may accompany it. Familiarity is key, and a single, standard, universal device has some legitimate potential public health merits.

However, if we accept Mylan’s reasoning for an EpiPen monopoly — as health policy writer Yevgeniy Feyman noted on Twitter — than we’re all but forced to one course: “compulsory licensing.”

My proposed solution to the EpiPen mess follows in this line of thought. Essentially: bust the damn patent. Or, at least, the US government should threaten to bust the patent, and we should then watch the price fall faster than you can jab yourself in the thigh with an adrenaline-filled pen.

There is precedent here. So-called “compulsory licensing” of drugs is a reasonable course nations take when significant public health issues are at stake. Indeed, the US Department of Health and Human Services — during the administration of George W. Bush, no less — threatened, as the Wall Street Journal reported in 2001, to bust Bayer’s patent on the antibiotic ciprofloxacin if it didn’t bring down its price (the government was stockpiling the drug in case of an anthrax attack). Bayer quickly obliged, the Journal noted, by slashing the price by almost 50 percent a pill.

Other examples abound: in a 2009 article in the Journal of Law, Medicine & Ethics, legal scholar Jerome Reichman described a proliferation of “compulsory licenses on pharmaceuticals — or public threats thereof — in both the southern and northern hemisphere” that led to price reductions for drugs in many countries. As he describes, these types of compulsory licenses even enjoy some theoretical protection under international property rights law.

To be fair, it may be that the legal complexities and challenges — whether domestic or international — of this course would make the compulsory licensing of epinephrine autoinjectors practically difficult, and perhaps impossible without legislation.

How this would play out — and the form it would take — is also not entirely clear. Moreover, as some note, patent protection is only one factor in Mylan’s dominance in the epinephrine market (indeed, there is already one other non-generic competitor).

Still, a government threat to effectively break the patent — whether by purchasing EpiPens from abroad or by issuing compulsory licenses to willing and able domestic manufacturers — could help to at least initiate a much-needed reassertion of the interest of the public over that of Big Pharma.

One final counterargument should be addressed: it could be argued that the patent is irrelevant, and that other generic manufacturers are apparently not particularly interested in entering the epinephrine market. This seems improbable, but could be made even more improbable if compulsory licensing was coupled with a large government bid for the purchase of the devices, for the purpose of directly supplying the schools and other public places that non-industry-funded public health experts believe is justified by the evidence. Conceptually — and even better — the government could also provide them to public health care providers and insurers.

Simply, if epinephrine autoinjectors are to be stockpiled in public places like schools throughout the nation, and if they are optimally identical, then they constitute a significant public health concern that cannot be left to the caprice of one or two oligopolistic firms.

Still, even this would be partial and inadequate: we also need to consider more systemic-type changes that extend beyond the media outrage cycles that intermittently emerge around individual drugs. Such fixes can be construed on two levels.

First, single payer health care reform would allow a single purchaser — the government — to directly haggle with drug manufacturers over drug prices. This would predictably bring US drug prices in line with those of other high-income countries, which pay substantially less than we do for medications (including for EpiPens).

Second, we need a comprehensive reform in the way we produce new drugs —inclusive of a public path for drug development and clinical trials that would produce new medications that would remain forever in the public domain. Drugs, that is to say, that would function as real social goods, not rent-producing commodities.

This sort of twofold reform could help usher in a new wave of more innovative —and more affordable — therapies, for the good health of us all.

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Black Lead Matters Print
Friday, 02 September 2016 13:32

Krugman writes: "Donald Trump is still claiming that 'inner-city crime is reaching record levels,' promising to save African-Americans from the 'slaughter.' In fact, this urban apocalypse is a figment of his imagination; urban crime is actually at historically low levels. But he’s not the kind of guy to care about another 'Pants on Fire' verdict from PolitiFact."

Residents of the West Calumet Housing Complex, where the soil is contaminated with staggering levels of lead. (photo: Alyssa Schukar/NYT)
Residents of the West Calumet Housing Complex, where the soil is contaminated with staggering levels of lead. (photo: Alyssa Schukar/NYT)


Black Lead Matters

By Paul Krugman, The New York Times

02 September 16

 

onald Trump is still claiming that “inner-city crime is reaching record levels,” promising to save African-Americans from the “slaughter.” In fact, this urban apocalypse is a figment of his imagination; urban crime is actually at historically low levels. But he’s not the kind of guy to care about another “Pants on Fire” verdict from PolitiFact.

Yet some things are, of course, far from fine in our cities, and there is a lot we should be doing to help black communities. We could, for example, stop pumping lead into their children’s blood.

You may think that I’m talking about the water crisis in Flint, Mich., which justifiably caused national outrage early this year, only to fade from the headlines. But Flint was just an extreme example of a much bigger problem. And it’s a problem that should be part of our political debate: Like it or not, poisoning kids is a partisan issue.


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FOCUS: The New York Times Screws Up Its Clinton Coverage, Part Infinity Print
Written by <a href="index.php?option=com_comprofiler&task=userProfile&user=11104"><span class="small">Charles Pierce, Esquire</span></a>   
Friday, 02 September 2016 12:03

Pierce writes: "Oh, for the love of god, mother Times. Are you freaking kidding me?”

Hillary Clinton. (photo: Chip Somodevilla/Getty))
Hillary Clinton. (photo: Chip Somodevilla/Getty)


The New York Times Screws Up Its Clinton Coverage, Part Infinity

By Charles Pierce, Esquire

02 September 16

 

Hey, look, there goes the plot.

h, for the love of god, mother Times. Are you freaking kidding me?

It's long past the point where many of our major news publications be sent to the dogtrack with their names pinned to their sweaters, at least as far as the Clintons are concerned. Right now, there is substantial evidence that many of them will print anything as long as they can wedge "Clinton," "questions" and "e-mails" into a headline. Of course, if Hillary Rodham Clinton would just hold a press conference, at which every question would feature those three words in some order or another, then we'd all turn to discussing the comprehensive mental health plan that she released to thundering silence on Monday when most of the press was in an Anthony Weiner frenzy. Yes, and I am the Tsar of all the Russias.

But this latest iteration of The Clinton Rules is probably the most egregious one yet. From the Times:

A top aide to Hillary Clinton at the State Department agreed to try to obtain a special diplomatic passport for an adviser to former President Bill Clinton in 2009, according to emails released Thursday, raising new questions about whether people tied to the Clinton Foundation received special access at the department.

That sounds bad. Was the guy trying to smuggle hash in a diplomatic pouch? Visiting Thai brothels in a government jet?

The request by the adviser, Douglas J. Band, who started one arm of the Clintons' charitable foundation, was unusual, and the State Department never issued the passport. Only department employees and others with diplomatic status are eligible for the special passports, which help envoys facilitate travel, officials said.

Well, that's that, then. Let's turn to the sports section and see how the Mets are doing. Wait. What?

Mrs. Clinton's presidential campaign said that there was nothing untoward about the request and that it related to an emergency trip that Mr. Clinton took to North Korea in 2009 to negotiate the release of two American journalists. Mrs. Clinton has long denied that donors had any special influence at the State Department.

Jesus H. Christ on Dancing With The Stars, that's what this is about? Bill Clinton's mission to get two American journalists out the hoosegow of The World's Craziest Place? Wasn't that a triumph? Weren't we all happy about it? Hell, this was so surreptitious and "questionable" that HRC even wrote about it in one of her books.

I thought the bombshell in Tiger Beat On The Potomac about how Bill Clinton questionably availed himself of services to which he was legally entitled as an ex-president was going to be this week's most prominent parody of investigative journalism. (After all, it got to drop the ominous "taxpayer money" into the conversation right next to "private server," which one of the endless parade of dingbats shilling for the Trump campaign used on CNN just this morning.) But this story puts that one in the ha'penny place, as my grandmother used to say.

Consider how it is constructed—to believe that there is even any smoke here, let alone any fire, you have to believe that the Clinton Foundation was somehow shady in its dealings with HRC's State Department, which is assuming a lot of actual facts not in evidence. That enables you to believe that an unsuccessful attempt to arrange diplomatic passports for what ultimately was a successful mission of mercy is proof of said shadiness. It also forces you to loan your journalistic credibility to a monkeyhouse like Judicial Watch.

This is crazy. This makes the way Dave O'Brien used to run the ball for Joe McCarthy look like Seymour Hersh on My Lai.

In related developments, The Washington Post revealed Thursday that David Bossie, head of Citizens United and noted stalker of cancer patients, is now part of the high command working to elect El Caudillo del Mar-a-Lago. There are now no rats left unfcked in that operation, and it's going to be damned hard to get a table for Happy Hour Friday night in the cocktail lounge of the Mena Airport.

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FOCUS: Donald, When This Is Over, You Will Have Nothing That You Want Print
Friday, 02 September 2016 10:12

Keillor writes: "The cap does not look good on you, it's a duffer's cap, and when you come to the microphone, you look like the warm-up guy, the guy who announces the license number of the car left in the parking lot, doors locked, lights on, motor running.”

Donald Trump. (photo: AP)
Donald Trump. (photo: AP)


Donald, When This Is Over, You Will Have Nothing That You Want

By Garrison Keillor, The Chicago Tribune

02 September 16

 

he cap does not look good on you, it's a duffer's cap, and when you come to the microphone, you look like the warm-up guy, the guy who announces the license number of the car left in the parking lot, doors locked, lights on, motor running. The brim shadows your face, which gives a sinister look, as if you'd come to town to announce the closing of the pulp factory. Your eyes look dead and your scowl does not suggest American greatness so much as American indigestion. Your hair is the wrong color: People don't want a president to be that shade of blond. You know that now.

Why doesn't someone in your entourage dare to say these things? So sad. The fans in the arenas are wild about you, and Sean Hannity is as loyal as they come, but Rudy and Christie and Newt are reassuring in that stilted way of hospital visitors. And The New York Times treats you like the village idiot. This is painful for a Queens boy trying to win respect in Manhattan where the Times is the Supreme Liberal Jewish Anglican Arbiter of Who Has The Smarts and What Goes Where. When you came to Manhattan 40 years ago, you discovered that in entertainment, the press, politics, finance, everywhere you went, you ran into Jews, and they are not like you: Jews didn't go in for big yachts and a fleet of aircraft — they showed off by way of philanthropy or by raising brilliant offspring. They sympathized with the civil rights movement. In Queens, blacks were a threat to property values — they belonged in the Bronx, not down the street. To the Times, Queens is Cleveland. Bush league. You are Queens. The casinos were totally Queens, the gold faucets in your triplex, the bragging, the insults, but you wanted to be liked by Those People. You wanted Mike Bloomberg to invite you to dinner at his townhouse. You wanted the Times to run a three-part story about you, that you meditate and are a passionate kayaker and collect 14th-century Islamic mosaics. You wish you were that person but you didn't have the time.

Running for president is your last bid for the respect of Manhattan. If you were to win election, they couldn't ridicule you anymore. They could be horrified, but there is nothing ridiculous about being Leader of the Free World. You have B-52 bombers at your command. When you go places, a battalion of security guys comb the environs. You attract really really good speechwriters who give you Churchillian cadences and toss in quotes from Emerson and Aeschylus and Ecclesiastes.

Labor Day and it is not going well. You had a very bad month. You tossed out those wisecracks on Twitter and the Earth shook and your ratings among white suburban women with French cookware declined. The teleprompter is not your friend. You are in the old tradition of locker room ranting and big honkers in the steam room, sitting naked, talking man talk, griping about the goons and ginks and lousy workmanship and the uppity broads and the great lays and how you vanquished your enemies at the bank. Profanity is your natural language and vulgar words so as not to offend the Christers but the fans can still hear it and that's something they love about you. You are their guy. You are losing and so are they but they love you for it.

So what do you do this winter? Hang around one of your mansions? Hit some golf balls? Hire a ghostwriter to do a new autobiography?

What the fans don't know is that it's not much fun being a billionaire. You own a lot of big houses and you wander around in them, followed by a waiter, a bartender, a masseuse, three housekeepers, and a concierge, and they probably gossip about you behind your back. Just like nine-tenths of your campaign staff. You're losing and they know it and they're telling mean stories about you to everybody and his brother.

Meanwhile, you keep plugging away. It's the hardest work you've ever done. You walk out in the white cap and you rant for an hour about stuff that means nothing and the fans scream and wave their signs and you wish you could level with them for once and say one true thing: I love you to death and when this is over I will have nothing that I want.

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