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This is just too funny NOT to share with you. Yes, it's off-topic; but laughter is good for your health!IreneimclarkNewsTarget Insider Alert (www.NewsTarget.com)Bringing you the inside story on topics that matter ------------------------------(Please forward to others who may benefit)Un instructions at bottomNote: The full text of today's feature (a fable about health) isbeing included in this email. You can also view the fable online at:http://www.newstarget.com/008674.htmlWelcome to the town of AllopathThere once was a town called Allopath. It had many people, streetsand cars, but due to budget limitations, there were no stop signs ortraffic lights anywhere in Allopath.

Not surprisingly, traffic accidents were common. Cars would crashinto each other at nearly every intersection. But business was boomingfor the auto repair shops and local hospitals, which dominated theeconomy of Allopath.As the population of Allopath grew, traffic accidents increased to analarming level. Out of desperation, the city council hired Doctor West,a doctor of the Motor Division (M.D.) to find a solution.

Dr. West spent days examining traffic accidents. He carried anassortment of technical gear -- microscopes, chemical analysisequipment, lab gear -- and put them all to work as part of hisinvestigation. The townspeople of Allopath watched on with greatcuriosity while Dr. West went about his work, meticulously documentingand analyzing each traffic accident, and they awaited his final reportwith great interest.

After weeks of investigation, Dr. West called the people of Allopathto a town meeting for the release of his report. There, in front ofthe city council and most of the residents of Allopath, he announcedhis findings: "Traffic accidents are caused by skid marks."

As Dr. West explained, he found and documented a near-100%correlation between traffic accidents and skid marks. "Wherever wefind these cars colliding," he explained, "we also find these skidmarks."

The town had "Skid Marks Disease," the doctor explained, and theanswer to the town's epidemic of traffic accidents would, "...requirenothing more than treating Skid Marks Disease by making the streetsskid-proof," Dr. West exclaimed, to great applause from thetownspeople.

The city paid Dr. West his consulting fee, then asked the good doctorto propose a method for treating this Skid Marks Disease. As chancewould have it, Dr. West had recently been on a trip to Hawaii paid forby a chemical company that manufactured roadaceuticals: specialchemicals used to treat roads for situations just like this one. Herecommended a particular chemical coating to the city council: teflon.

"We can treat this Skid Marks Disease by coating the roads withteflon," Dr. West explained. "The streets will then be skid-proof, andall the traffic accidents will cease!" He went on to describe thephysical properties of teflon and how its near-frictionless coatingwould deter nearly all vehicle skids.

The city council heartily agreed with Dr. West, and they issued newpublic bonds to raise the money required to buy enough teflon to coatall the city's streets. Within weeks, the streets were completelycoated, and the skid marks all but disappeared.

The city council paid Dr. West another consulting fee and thanked himfor his expertise. The problem of traffic accidents in Allopath wassolved, they thought. Although the cure was expensive, they wereconvinced it was worth it.But things weren't well in Allopath. Traffic accidents quadrupled.Hospital beds were overflowing with injured residents. Auto repairbusinesses were booming so much that most of the city council membersdecided to either open their own car repair shops or invest inexisting ones.Week after week, more and more residents of Allopath were injured,and their cars were repeatedly damaged. Money piled into the pocketsof the car repair shops, hospitals, tow truck companies and car partsretailers.

The town economic advisor, observing this sharp increase in economicactivity, announced that Allopath was booming. Its economy washealthier than ever, and Allopath could look forward to a great yearof economic prosperity!

There were jobs to be had at the car repair shops. There were morenurses needed at the hospital. "Help wanted" signs appeared all overtown at the paramedic station, the tow truck shops, and the auto glassbusinesses. Unemployment dropped to near zero.But the traffic accidents continued to increase. And yet there wereno skid marks.The city council was baffled. They thought they had solved thisproblem. Skid Marks Disease had been eradicated by the teflontreatment. Why were traffic accidents still happening?

They called a town meeting to discuss the problem, and following ashort discussion of the problem, an old hermit, who lived in theforest just outside of Allopath, addressed the townspeople. "There isno such thing as Skid Marks Disease," he explained. "This disease wasinvented by the roadaceuticals company to sell you teflon coatings."

The townspeople were horrified to hear such a statement. They knewSkid Marks Disease existed. The doctor had told them so. How couldthis hermit, who had no Motor Division (M.D.) degree, dare tell themotherwise? How could he question their collective town wisdom in sucha way?"This is a simple problem," the hermit continued. "All we need to dois build stop signs and traffic lights. Then the traffic accidentswill cease."

Without pause, one city council member remarked, "But how can weafford stop signs? We've spent all our money on teflon treatments!"

The townspeople agreed. They had no money to buy stop signs.Another council member added, "And how can we stop anyway? Thestreets are all coated with teflon. If we build stop signs, we'llwaste all the money we've spent on teflon!"

The townspeople agreed, again. What use were stop signs if theycouldn't stop their cars anyway?

The hermit replied, "But the stop signs will eliminate the need forteflon. People will be able to stop their cars, and accidents willcease. The solution is simple."But what might happen if stop signs actually worked, the townspeoplewondered. How would it affect the booming economy of Allopath?Realizing the consequences, a burly old man who owned a local repairshop jumped to his feet and said, "If we build these stop signs, andtraffic accidents go down, I'll have to fire most of my workers!"It was at that moment that most of the townspeople realized there ownjobs were at stake. If stop signs were built, nearly everyone would beunemployed. They all had jobs in emergency response services, carrepair shops, hospitals and teflon coating maintenance. Some were now

sales representatives of the roadaceuticals company. Others wereimporters of glass, tires, steel and other parts for cars. A fewclever people were making a fortune selling wheelchairs and crutchesto accident victims.

One enterprising young gentleman started a scientific journal thatpublished research papers describing all the different kind of SkidMarks Diseases that had been observed and documented. Another person,a fitness enthusiast, organized an annual run to raise funds to findthe cure for Skid Marks Disease. It was a popular event, and all thetownspeople participated as best they could: jogging, walking, or justpushing themselves along in their wheelchairs.One way or another, nearly everyone in Allopath was economically tiedto Skid Marks Disease.

Out of fear of losing this economic prosperity, the townspeople votedto create a new public safety agency: the Frequent Drivers Association(FDA). This FDA would be responsible for approving or rejecting allsignage, technology and chemical coatings related to the town's roads.

The FDA's board members were chosen from among the business leadersof the community: the owner of the car shop, the owner of theambulance company, and of course, Dr. West.

Soon after its inception, the FDA announced that Skid Marks Diseasewas, indeed, very real, as it had been carefully documented by adoctor and recently published in the town Skid Marks Disease journal.Since there were no studies whatsoever showing stop signs to beeffective for reducing traffic accidents, the FDA announced that stopsigns were to be outlawed, and that any person attempting to sell stopsigns would be charged with fraud and locked up in the town jail.

This pleased the townspeople of Allopath. With the FDA, they knewtheir jobs were safe. They could go on living their lives of economicattempt to take away their livelihood. They still had a lot of trafficaccidents, but at least their jobs were secure.

And so life continued in Allopath. For a short while, at least. Astraffic accidents continued at a devastating rate, more and moreresidents of Allopath were injured or killed. Many were leftbed-ridden, unable to work, due to their injuries.In time, the population dwindled. The once-booming town of Allopatheventually became little more than a ghost town. The hospital closedits doors, the FDA was disbanded, and the Skid Marks Disease journalstopped printing.The few residents remaining eventually realized nothing good had comeof Skid Marks Disease, the teflon coatings and the FDA. No one was anybetter off, as all the town's money had been spent on the disease: theteflon coatings, car parts and emergency services. No one was anyhealthier, or happier, or longer-lived. Most, in fact, had lost theirentire families to Skid Marks Disease.

And the hermit? He continued to live just outside of town, at the endof a winding country road, where he lived a simple life with no cars,no roads, no teflon coatings and no FDA.

He outlived every single resident of Allopath. He gardened, took longwalks through the forest, and gathered roots, leaves and berries tofeed himself. In his spare time, he constructed stop signs, waitingfor the next population to come along, and hoping they might listen toan old hermit with a crazy idea:...that prevention is the answer, not the treatment of symptoms.###This fable was authored by Mike Adams, the Health Ranger. You mayreprint or repost, as long as appropriate credit is given to MikeAdams at www.NewsTarget.com===============================================================Un: http://204.17.32.90:3182/UC000002MzczNDM=.HTML

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[Guest guest]

This is

fantastic, Irene. I’m

sending this to everyone I know. One thing: There was one sentence

that didn’t make sense, so I went to the website and found how it was

originally written. The part near the end that doesn’t make sense

is supposed to read: “This pleased the townspeople

of Allopath. With the FDA, they knew their jobs were safe. They could go on

living their lives of economic prosperity, with secure jobs, knowing that the

FDA would outlaw any attempt to take away their livelihood. They still had a

lot of traffic accidents, but at least their jobs were secure.”

I’m

just going to send people to the website. Thanks so much for sending

this!

 

Carole

 

 

 

 

 

herbal remedies [herbal remedies ] On Behalf Of imclark

Monday, June 20, 2005 10:27 AM

herbal remedies;

hypertension

Herbal Remedies - OT -

Humor - Welcome to the Town of Allopath-Long

 

 

 

This is just too funny NOT to share with you. Yes, it's

off-topic; but laughter is good for your health!

 

Irene

imclark

 

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Un instructions at bottom

 

Note: The full text of today's feature (a fable about health) is

being included in this email. You can also view the fable online at:

http://www.newstarget.com/008674.html

 

 

Welcome to the town of Allopath

 

There once was a town called Allopath. It had many people, streets

and cars, but due to budget limitations, there were no stop signs or

traffic lights anywhere in Allopath.

 

 

Not surprisingly, traffic accidents were common. Cars would crash

into each other at nearly every intersection. But business was booming

for the auto repair shops and local hospitals, which dominated the

economy of Allopath.

 

As the population of Allopath grew, traffic accidents increased to an

alarming level. Out of desperation, the city council hired Doctor West,

a doctor of the Motor Division (M.D.) to find a solution.

 

 

Dr. West spent days examining traffic accidents. He carried an

assortment of technical gear -- microscopes, chemical analysis

equipment, lab gear -- and put them all to work as part of his

investigation. The townspeople of Allopath watched on with great

curiosity while Dr. West went about his work, meticulously

documenting

and analyzing each traffic accident, and they awaited his final report

with great interest.

 

 

After weeks of investigation, Dr. West

called the people of Allopath

to a town meeting for the release of his report. There, in front of

the city council and most of the residents of Allopath, he announced

his findings: " Traffic accidents are caused by skid marks. "

 

 

As Dr. West explained, he found and documented a

near-100%

correlation between traffic accidents and skid marks. " Wherever we

find these cars colliding, " he explained, " we also find these skid

marks. "

 

 

The town had " Skid Marks Disease, " the doctor explained, and

the

answer to the town's epidemic of traffic accidents would, " ...require

nothing more than treating Skid Marks Disease by making the streets

skid-proof, " Dr.

West exclaimed, to great applause

from the

townspeople.

 

 

The city paid Dr.

West his consulting fee, then

asked the good doctor

to propose a method for treating this Skid Marks Disease. As chance

would have it, Dr. West had recently been on a trip to Hawaii paid for

by a chemical company that manufactured roadaceuticals: special

chemicals used to treat roads for situations just like this one. He

recommended a particular chemical coating to the city council: teflon.

 

 

" We can treat this Skid Marks Disease by coating the roads with

teflon, " Dr. West explained. " The streets will

then be skid-proof, and

all the traffic accidents will cease! " He went on to describe the

physical properties of teflon and how its near-frictionless coating

would deter nearly all vehicle skids.

 

 

The city council heartily agreed with Dr. West,

and they issued new

public bonds to raise the money required to buy enough teflon to coat

all the city's streets. Within weeks, the streets were completely

coated, and the skid marks all but disappeared.

 

 

The city council paid Dr.

West another consulting fee and

thanked him

for his expertise. The problem of traffic accidents in Allopath was

solved, they thought. Although the cure was expensive, they were

convinced it was worth it.

 

But things weren't well in Allopath. Traffic accidents quadrupled.

Hospital beds were overflowing with injured residents. Auto repair

businesses were booming so much that most of the city council members

decided to either open their own car repair shops or invest in

existing ones.

 

Week after week, more and more residents of Allopath were injured,

and their cars were repeatedly damaged. Money piled into the pockets

of the car repair shops, hospitals, tow truck companies and car parts

retailers.

 

 

The town economic advisor, observing this sharp increase in economic

activity, announced that Allopath was booming. Its economy was

healthier than ever, and Allopath could look forward to a great year

of economic prosperity!

 

 

There were jobs to be had at the car repair shops. There were more

nurses needed at the hospital. " Help wanted " signs appeared all over

town at the paramedic station, the tow truck shops, and the auto glass

businesses. Unemployment dropped to near zero.

 

But the traffic accidents continued to increase. And yet there were

no skid marks.

 

The city council was baffled. They thought they had solved this

problem. Skid Marks Disease had been eradicated by the teflon

treatment. Why were traffic accidents still happening?

 

 

They called a town meeting to discuss the problem, and following a

short discussion of the problem, an old hermit, who lived in the

forest just outside of Allopath, addressed the townspeople. " There is

no such thing as Skid Marks Disease, " he explained. " This disease was

invented by the roadaceuticals company to sell you teflon coatings. "

 

 

The townspeople were horrified to hear such a statement. They knew

Skid Marks Disease existed. The doctor had told them so. How could

this hermit, who had no Motor Division (M.D.) degree, dare tell them

otherwise? How could he question their collective town wisdom in such

a way?

 

" This is a simple problem, " the hermit continued. " All we need

to do

is build stop signs and traffic lights. Then the traffic accidents

will cease. "

 

 

Without pause, one city council member remarked, " But how can we

afford stop signs? We've spent all our money on teflon treatments! "

 

 

The townspeople agreed. They had no money to buy stop signs.

 

Another council member added, " And how can we stop anyway? The

streets are all coated with teflon. If we build stop signs, we'll

waste all the money we've spent on teflon! "

 

 

The townspeople agreed, again. What use were stop signs if they

couldn't stop their cars anyway?

 

 

The hermit replied, " But the stop signs will eliminate the need

for

teflon. People will be able to stop their cars, and accidents will

cease. The solution is simple. "

 

But what might happen if stop signs actually worked, the townspeople

wondered. How would it affect the booming economy of Allopath?

Realizing the consequences, a burly old man who owned a local repair

shop jumped to his feet and said, " If we build these stop signs, and

traffic accidents go down, I'll have to fire most of my workers! "

 

It was at that moment that most of the townspeople realized there own

jobs were at stake. If stop signs were built, nearly everyone would be

unemployed. They all had jobs in emergency response services, car

repair shops, hospitals and teflon coating maintenance. Some were now

 

 

sales representatives of the roadaceuticals company. Others were

importers of glass, tires, steel and other parts for cars. A few

clever people were making a fortune selling wheelchairs and crutches

to accident victims.

 

 

One enterprising young gentleman started a scientific journal that

published research papers describing all the different kind of Skid

Marks Diseases that had been observed and documented. Another person,

a fitness enthusiast, organized an annual run to raise funds to find

the cure for Skid Marks Disease. It was a popular event, and all the

townspeople participated as best they could: jogging, walking, or just

pushing themselves along in their wheelchairs.

 

One way or another, nearly everyone in Allopath was economically tied

to Skid Marks Disease.

 

 

Out of fear of losing this economic prosperity, the townspeople voted

to create a new public safety agency: the Frequent Drivers Association

(FDA). This FDA would be responsible for approving or rejecting all

signage, technology and chemical coatings related to the town's roads.

 

 

The FDA's board members were chosen from among the business leaders

of the community: the owner of the car shop, the owner of the

ambulance company, and of course, Dr.

West.

 

 

Soon after its inception, the FDA announced that Skid Marks Disease

was, indeed, very real, as it had been carefully documented by a

doctor and recently published in the town Skid Marks Disease journal.

Since there were no studies whatsoever showing stop signs to be

effective for reducing traffic accidents, the FDA announced that stop

signs were to be outlawed, and that any person attempting to sell stop

signs would be charged with fraud and locked up in the town jail.

 

 

This pleased the townspeople of Allopath. With the FDA, they knew

their jobs were safe. They could go on living their lives of economic

attempt to take away their livelihood. They still had a lot of traffic

accidents, but at least their jobs were secure.

 

 

And so life continued in Allopath. For a short while, at least. As

traffic accidents continued at a devastating rate, more and more

residents of Allopath were injured or killed. Many were left

bed-ridden, unable to work, due to their injuries.

 

In time, the population dwindled. The once-booming town of Allopath

eventually became little more than a ghost town. The hospital closed

its doors, the FDA was disbanded, and the Skid Marks Disease journal

stopped printing.

 

The few residents remaining eventually realized nothing good had come

of Skid Marks Disease, the teflon coatings and the FDA. No one was any

better off, as all the town's money had been spent on the disease: the

teflon coatings, car parts and emergency services. No one was any

healthier, or happier, or longer-lived. Most, in fact, had lost their

entire families to Skid Marks Disease.

 

 

And the hermit? He continued to live just outside of town, at the end

of a winding country road, where he lived a simple life with no cars,

no roads, no teflon coatings and no FDA.

 

 

He outlived every single resident of Allopath. He gardened, took long

walks through the forest, and gathered roots, leaves and berries to

feed himself. In his spare time, he constructed stop signs, waiting

for the next population to come along, and hoping they might listen to

an old hermit with a crazy idea:

 

....that prevention is the answer, not the treatment of symptoms.

###

 

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Adams, the Health Ranger. You may

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herbal remedies , " imclark@e... " <imclark@e...>

wrote:

> This is just too funny NOT to share with you. Yes, it's off-topic;

but laughter is good for your health!

>

> Irene

> imclark@e...

>

> NewsTarget Insider Alert (www.NewsTarget.com)

> Bringing you the inside story on topics that matter

> ------------------------------

> (Please forward to others who may benefit)

> Un instructions at bottom

>

> Note: The full text of today's feature (a fable about health) is

> being included in this email. You can also view the fable online at:

> http://www.newstarget.com/008674.html

>

>

> Welcome to the town of Allopath

>

> There once was a town called Allopath. It had many people, streets

> and cars, but due to budget limitations, there were no stop signs or

> traffic lights anywhere in Allopath.

>

> Not surprisingly, traffic accidents were common. Cars would crash

> into each other at nearly every intersection. But business was booming

> for the auto repair shops and local hospitals, which dominated the

> economy of Allopath.

>

> As the population of Allopath grew, traffic accidents increased to an

> alarming level. Out of desperation, the city council hired Doctor West,

> a doctor of the Motor Division (M.D.) to find a solution.

>

> Dr. West spent days examining traffic accidents. He carried an

> assortment of technical gear -- microscopes, chemical analysis

> equipment, lab gear -- and put them all to work as part of his

> investigation. The townspeople of Allopath watched on with great

> curiosity while Dr. West went about his work, meticulously documenting

> and analyzing each traffic accident, and they awaited his final report

> with great interest.

>

> After weeks of investigation, Dr. West called the people of Allopath

> to a town meeting for the release of his report. There, in front of

> the city council and most of the residents of Allopath, he announced

> his findings: " Traffic accidents are caused by skid marks. "

>

> As Dr. West explained, he found and documented a near-100%

> correlation between traffic accidents and skid marks. " Wherever we

> find these cars colliding, " he explained, " we also find these skid

> marks. "

>

> The town had " Skid Marks Disease, " the doctor explained, and the

> answer to the town's epidemic of traffic accidents would, " ...require

> nothing more than treating Skid Marks Disease by making the streets

> skid-proof, " Dr. West exclaimed, to great applause from the

> townspeople.

>

> The city paid Dr. West his consulting fee, then asked the good doctor

> to propose a method for treating this Skid Marks Disease. As chance

> would have it, Dr. West had recently been on a trip to Hawaii paid for

> by a chemical company that manufactured roadaceuticals: special

> chemicals used to treat roads for situations just like this one. He

> recommended a particular chemical coating to the city council: teflon.

>

> " We can treat this Skid Marks Disease by coating the roads with

> teflon, " Dr. West explained. " The streets will then be skid-proof, and

> all the traffic accidents will cease! " He went on to describe the

> physical properties of teflon and how its near-frictionless coating

> would deter nearly all vehicle skids.

>

> The city council heartily agreed with Dr. West, and they issued new

> public bonds to raise the money required to buy enough teflon to coat

> all the city's streets. Within weeks, the streets were completely

> coated, and the skid marks all but disappeared.

>

> The city council paid Dr. West another consulting fee and thanked him

> for his expertise. The problem of traffic accidents in Allopath was

> solved, they thought. Although the cure was expensive, they were

> convinced it was worth it.

>

> But things weren't well in Allopath. Traffic accidents quadrupled.

> Hospital beds were overflowing with injured residents. Auto repair

> businesses were booming so much that most of the city council members

> decided to either open their own car repair shops or invest in

> existing ones.

>

> Week after week, more and more residents of Allopath were injured,

> and their cars were repeatedly damaged. Money piled into the pockets

> of the car repair shops, hospitals, tow truck companies and car parts

> retailers.

>

> The town economic advisor, observing this sharp increase in economic

> activity, announced that Allopath was booming. Its economy was

> healthier than ever, and Allopath could look forward to a great year

> of economic prosperity!

>

> There were jobs to be had at the car repair shops. There were more

> nurses needed at the hospital. " Help wanted " signs appeared all over

> town at the paramedic station, the tow truck shops, and the auto glass

> businesses. Unemployment dropped to near zero.

>

> But the traffic accidents continued to increase. And yet there were

> no skid marks.

>

> The city council was baffled. They thought they had solved this

> problem. Skid Marks Disease had been eradicated by the teflon

> treatment. Why were traffic accidents still happening?

>

> They called a town meeting to discuss the problem, and following a

> short discussion of the problem, an old hermit, who lived in the

> forest just outside of Allopath, addressed the townspeople. " There is

> no such thing as Skid Marks Disease, " he explained. " This disease was

> invented by the roadaceuticals company to sell you teflon coatings. "

>

> The townspeople were horrified to hear such a statement. They knew

> Skid Marks Disease existed. The doctor had told them so. How could

> this hermit, who had no Motor Division (M.D.) degree, dare tell them

> otherwise? How could he question their collective town wisdom in such

> a way?

>

> " This is a simple problem, " the hermit continued. " All we need to do

> is build stop signs and traffic lights. Then the traffic accidents

> will cease. "

>

> Without pause, one city council member remarked, " But how can we

> afford stop signs? We've spent all our money on teflon treatments! "

>

> The townspeople agreed. They had no money to buy stop signs.

>

> Another council member added, " And how can we stop anyway? The

> streets are all coated with teflon. If we build stop signs, we'll

> waste all the money we've spent on teflon! "

>

> The townspeople agreed, again. What use were stop signs if they

> couldn't stop their cars anyway?

>

> The hermit replied, " But the stop signs will eliminate the need for

> teflon. People will be able to stop their cars, and accidents will

> cease. The solution is simple. "

>

> But what might happen if stop signs actually worked, the townspeople

> wondered. How would it affect the booming economy of Allopath?

> Realizing the consequences, a burly old man who owned a local repair

> shop jumped to his feet and said, " If we build these stop signs, and

> traffic accidents go down, I'll have to fire most of my workers! "

>

> It was at that moment that most of the townspeople realized there own

> jobs were at stake. If stop signs were built, nearly everyone would be

> unemployed. They all had jobs in emergency response services, car

> repair shops, hospitals and teflon coating maintenance. Some were now

> sales representatives of the roadaceuticals company. Others were

> importers of glass, tires, steel and other parts for cars. A few

> clever people were making a fortune selling wheelchairs and crutches

> to accident victims.

>

> One enterprising young gentleman started a scientific journal that

> published research papers describing all the different kind of Skid

> Marks Diseases that had been observed and documented. Another person,

> a fitness enthusiast, organized an annual run to raise funds to find

> the cure for Skid Marks Disease. It was a popular event, and all the

> townspeople participated as best they could: jogging, walking, or just

> pushing themselves along in their wheelchairs.

>

> One way or another, nearly everyone in Allopath was economically tied

> to Skid Marks Disease.

>

> Out of fear of losing this economic prosperity, the townspeople voted

> to create a new public safety agency: the Frequent Drivers Association

> (FDA). This FDA would be responsible for approving or rejecting all

> signage, technology and chemical coatings related to the town's roads.

>

> The FDA's board members were chosen from among the business leaders

> of the community: the owner of the car shop, the owner of the

> ambulance company, and of course, Dr. West.

>

> Soon after its inception, the FDA announced that Skid Marks Disease

> was, indeed, very real, as it had been carefully documented by a

> doctor and recently published in the town Skid Marks Disease journal.

> Since there were no studies whatsoever showing stop signs to be

> effective for reducing traffic accidents, the FDA announced that stop

> signs were to be outlawed, and that any person attempting to sell stop

> signs would be charged with fraud and locked up in the town jail.

>

> This pleased the townspeople of Allopath. With the FDA, they knew

> their jobs were safe. They could go on living their lives of economic

> attempt to take away their livelihood. They still had a lot of traffic

> accidents, but at least their jobs were secure.

>

> And so life continued in Allopath. For a short while, at least. As

> traffic accidents continued at a devastating rate, more and more

> residents of Allopath were injured or killed. Many were left

> bed-ridden, unable to work, due to their injuries.

>

> In time, the population dwindled. The once-booming town of Allopath

> eventually became little more than a ghost town. The hospital closed

> its doors, the FDA was disbanded, and the Skid Marks Disease journal

> stopped printing.

>

> The few residents remaining eventually realized nothing good had come

> of Skid Marks Disease, the teflon coatings and the FDA. No one was any

> better off, as all the town's money had been spent on the disease: the

> teflon coatings, car parts and emergency services. No one was any

> healthier, or happier, or longer-lived. Most, in fact, had lost their

> entire families to Skid Marks Disease.

>

> And the hermit? He continued to live just outside of town, at the end

> of a winding country road, where he lived a simple life with no cars,

> no roads, no teflon coatings and no FDA.

>

> He outlived every single resident of Allopath. He gardened, took long

> walks through the forest, and gathered roots, leaves and berries to

> feed himself. In his spare time, he constructed stop signs, waiting

> for the next population to come along, and hoping they might listen to

> an old hermit with a crazy idea:

>

> ...that prevention is the answer, not the treatment of symptoms.

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