Hello, Bueglis and welcome to issue 4209 of the universe's foremost and only audio newspaper

for a visual world with me and his ozman recording today, as always, on the 18th of October

2021, I am in London and in a tricon to the end of the universe, I am joined by the official

representative of all the Americas past, present and future from San Francisco, it's NATO green.

Hello Andy, hello, Bueglis. It's going to be back.

Welcome back to the show, how's things in California right now?

It's been better, you know, like a lot of people have come through the pandemic, feeling

some level of depression and anxiety because obviously, and I thought it would be good to

seek out therapy, but this is America and you can't.

Our health insurance system will sound exotic to you as a British person.

You pay for health insurance and then the insurance companies make money based on not providing

the service that you paid for.

You'd be like, if I bought a plane ticket for a vacation in London and got on the plane

and they said, sorry mother f**k, you're going to Sacramento.

So my health plan is called Kaiser, which is named for the pre-World War I German Emperor.

And like its namesake, my health care bears an uncanny resemblance to the 1930 film, all

quiet on the western front, in that both involve not getting the health care you need, being

at the mercy of decisions made by people rich people far away and a deep sense of utility.

So when I call Kaiser to ask if I can see a therapist they ask questions, are you on drugs?

No. Are you considering suicide?

No. Are you hallucinating?

No. Are you a danger to yourself and others?

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