#rip medical debt

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Script 1 of 7 donated by Kripke for our final fundraiser for RIP Medical Debt kicking off on April 25: an early draft of the Supernatural pilot!

Supernatural pilot script signed by Eric Kripke with a note from him on the cover page: "Original pilot that got tossed out — whole different story — enjoy this alternative reality Sam and Dean"

[odinsblog]

Arizona Gov. Katie Hobbs plans to cancel $2 billion in medical debt for up to 1 million residents. This is the biggest medical debt cancellation proposal in the country. The Governor plans to use $30 million in federal funds to buy and cancel the debt with RIP Medical Debt.

At least two other states — Connecticut and New Jersey — have moved to erase medical debt owed by their residents, in addition to a growing number of municipal and county governments across the nation.

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[angie-j-kay]

I MADE ANOTHER ZINE, FREAKING FINALLY! This one's free for downloading, too!

@orangezines, I'm tagging you in this, thought you might like it.

This one's an experiment. If it goes well, and folks want to read it, I'm gonna make it a monthly thing. It's pretty US-centric, because I mostly wrote it for my own community, but I geared it for everyone who happens to be below the poverty line.

It's available on my Ko-Fi. A free download includes a PDF you can read on your phone, and one that's ready to print and share. Or you can buy a paper copy for $2 shipping and handling, basically just the cost of paper and ink.

[drinkyourvillainjuice]

Monthly donation?

Helloooo, this is your secretary at the keyboard, hitting you with a new jam!

I have donated to this place in the past, and I am sharing it before posting. It is a foundation based on abolishing medical debt in the USA! While the xife and I are not Americans, we do believe that our cousins to the Southern deserve a fair chance at life, and that starts with freeing yourself from the debts from a fraudulent insurance system!

There is a newsletter if you want to subscribe.

Again, thank you for everybody who is letting this happen, and to those who are sharing, liking, and enjoying our work!

For those currently affected by the medical debt system, there is a list of resources that you can have access to right here:

[fuzzyizmit]

Fuzzy's Commissions to Reduce Medical Debt!

I have wanted to do something like this for a while. I can't do much on my own, but maybe my art will help get some people out of a hole. After the commission sheets I will have more info and links.

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Fandoms: Fallout, Dragon Age, D&D

With some references, I am willing to consider anything. Please just ask!

Style: I am sticking to mostly illustrative/chibi/tattoo.

If you have another idea, I will consider it.

YES

Human

Non-Human

Ghouls

Synths

Animals

Furries

Light Gore

Romantic/Saucy

LGBTQ+

NO

Robots/Vehicles

Buildings

Lots of Gore/Body Horror

Nudity/NSFW

Racism/Hate/Bigotry

Underage/Pedo Stuff

Anything I don't/can't do

Complex Backgrounds

How it Works

1. Message me so we can discuss exactly what you want and if I can do it.

2. Once we agree on the subject and price, donate through my Tiltify campaign for RIP Medical Debt.

3. Once the donation is completed, I will put you on the list and start working as soon as I can.

4. I will try and send a WIP shot to make sure I am going in the right direction. I'll send you your art as soon as I finish it. Please keep in mind I have a full time job and a family. Art is something I do for fun. I will get exactly $0 of what you donate. If you are looking for a quick turn around or a piece where you can do massive edits, then I am not the artist for you. This is for charity. Please keep that in mind.

If you have any questions, just message me!

Now... for the important stuff! LINKS!

Tiltify Link. Tiltify is mainly used by streamers to raise money for charity. I chose Tiltify because they are trusted by many people to properly get the donations to the charities and I don't have to deal with any of the money handling.

My goal is to raise $100 for RIP Medical Debt. RIP Medical Debt is a charity that buys medical debt for pennies on the dollar and forgives it. They have been around for a while and I trust them. For every $100 they forgive $100000 of debt.

Here is a link to see my creative pursuits

Here is my Art Fight page to see more examples of my work.

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Connecticut governor Ned Lamont has announced a joint plan between the state government and the non-profit group RIP Medical Debt to abolish approximately $650 million in medical debt, using the 2021 American Rescue Plan Act.

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The 5th script of 7 donated by Eric Kripke as a raffle prize for our final fundraiser for RIP Medical Debt (kicking off on April 25) is...

4.22 "Lucifer Rising" (his director's copy!)

[histrionic-dragon]

This is really quite beautiful and quietly inspiring, especially the bit at the end about Casey McIntyre, who died of cancer a few weeks ago and who wanted to raise money to abolish other people's medical debt instead of flowers for her funeral. That is a really kind and powerful thing to do.

The fundraising for that is through RIP Medical Debt, which I've mentioned before. A penny destroys a dollar of debt, so basically, for your typical overpriced Starbucks seasonal drink, you can wipe out more than $500 of debt for someone.

It's Thanksgiving in the USA. I believe that gratitude for good things generally inspires people to share good things. If you have time and $5 (their minimum donation), consider expressing your gratitude for the good things in life by making a good thing happen for someone else.

Here's the link specific to Casey: https://ripmedicaldebt.org/campaign/andrewrosegregory-47569/?

And here's the general donation link: https://ripmedicaldebt.org/?form=donate

[dantayy]

DECEMBER 16TH W/ @dawnshadowx3 & COREY, MARK YOUR CALENDARS NOW AND HAVE A HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

[souvlakicokane]

I think (hope) that my early 30s will be my best yrs. not that I won’t enjoy my 20s & have been so far. 13-19 ur in puberty hell. 20-26 ur in puberty hell 2 (everchanging career, relationship, body, prefront cortex etc), 27-30 ur still catching ur bearings after 13+ yrs of nonstop fluctuation. then u got it in the bag, still young and hip while being wise

[cinematicnomad]

andew is my brother-in-law's best friend, and next weekend i'll be in nyc to take care of my niece while he and my sister attend casey's memorial. if you're able, i'd encourage you to donate to her medical debt cancellation fund (the original goal was to raise $20k which would have covered $2M...now they've raised over $650k to wipe out about $60M) to help join in the cause in her honor.

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Eric Kripke himself has resurrected us for one last fundraiser for RIP Medical Debt by donating SEVEN signed Supernatural scripts 🧡💚💙

Kick off is on 4/25: We got work to do.

[bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky]

“And no, Jensen, not in key.”

This script (and many others!) are official scripts from Eric Kripke himself, and are going to be part of a fundraiser for Undue Medical Debt (formerly known as RIP Medical Debt). They buy medical debt for pennies, and then forgive it! The fundraiser starts April 25th! That’s right, this script could be yours! Click HERE for more info!

[lactoseintolerantdaemon]

Need to stop spending my fun money on mid coffee and save up for swag jewellery

[redbowedblogger]

The thought of mer!prowl having to teach Jaz to hunt in @keferon 's post apocalypse ponyo au. Just like he probably had to teach his little brothers. Jazz not knowing what or how to eat. So I did a thing

"Prowl.”

“What-?” Prowl was frustrated. This whole damn mess was going on for far longer than he had ever feared. He needed to get back to his pod. His family. Those fragging humans and their twisted sense of “mercy” had almost trapped him in a life of servitude and solitude. All over a little damage to his melon, nothing a proper mer healer couldn't fix, but clearly beyond their limited medical knowledge. And then everything changed when the wave had hit.

Calling it a wave felt a bit misleading. A miles high flood of oceanic rage that all but wiped the human city off the coastline and allowed for his escape. Their escape. This poor strange mer he had met in that box of stone and steel and glass. The one who had weak fins and an iron grip and no memory of the ocean. Jazz, who had been so excited to meet him.

He had been useful enough at the start. Practically hauling prowl along the dry rough pathways before they could reach the floodways proper and swim away. And it was handy to have one person with functional echolocation as they swam through the worst of the wrecked buildings, But after that he had unfortunately become quite the nuisance. Flighty and distracted by every flashy bit of detritus in the water, startled by fish a quarter of his size, and the talking. Relentless jabbering about everything and anything, occasionally bursting into one of those strange human songs, their tones and rhythm poorly suited for an aquatic environment. Prowl didn't really know why he had continued to let this stranger swim with him. Perhaps it was a debt of gratitude for helping him survive and escape. Perhaps it was his sense of duty, this jazz was ill equipped to survive on his own and had almost perished the first time they had hit a rip.

Perhaps it was because he was the only company in these waters that wasn't a bloodthirsty mutation, a shambling wretched gasping thing that was not mer not human not fish but some horrific combination of the three with their gangly limbs, razor claws and rows and rows of serrated ripping teeth.

And his singing was really good, when he chose the right song.

“Prowler I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?” jazz asked, his posture meek as he floated neutral in the water.

“Of course there is. Just grab something and let's go. We are losing daylight and i'd like to find somewhere safe to camp before it gets dark.”

Dangerous things swam in the dark waters.

“What do you mean?” Jazz asked, thoroughly confused.

“Jazz we are surrounded by fish right now. Pick one and let's go.” prowl gestured to the schools of shimmering fish surrounding them. They were swimming through what had once been a park, the vegetation on the trees now replaced with algae and budding coral growths, the streetlights crusted with barnacles, and what was left of grassy fields struggling to survive as crabs and rays scuttled among the waving green vegetation grazing.

“Yeah that. How do I know which ones are good to eat? And how exactly am I supposed to just ‘grab one' they are all wicked fast.” Jazz pouted.

Prowl closed his eyes and counted to ten, digging deep for the well of patience typically reserved for only the youngest pod members before facing the mer behind him.

“You're a mer. We are the top predators of our natural environment. Everything is good to eat. Well, most of it. Watch me.” Prowl instructed as he swam off a few clicks. His echolocation was still trashed and would be until he could get back to his pods healer, so he would have to hunt by sight. Spotting a fish he liked he swiftly maneuvered around the school, herding them towards an algae covered statue to separate them. With a powerful flick of his tail he changed direction to head the stragglers off and turn them towards the branches of a tree. With another casual turn he isolated the one he wanted and with an effortless burst of speed; caught it in his claws and ripped its head off with his sharp teeth.

Jazz was in awe. Prowl moved so fast! The speed and grace in his turns as he effortlessly put the fish exactly where he needed it.

“Woah! That was slick, man I mean slick. How’d you do that?” Jazz asked with an excited shout and a backwards roll. Prowl finished the fish with a roll of his eyes.

“Everyone can do that. You can too, I know you have the agility for it. It's no harder than those silly dances the two legs made you do.”

“I don't know…”

Prowl sighed. This mer, This clever, happy, sociable mer, had been deprived of nearly every aspect of life prowl took for granted.

No open waves to surf.

No territory to call his own.

No pod to care for him.

He couldn't even hunt his own food.

They had enough time before they needed to bed down for the night.

“Here let's practice.” Prowl offered as he flicked another fish from the herd. Except this time, instead of decapitation he clipped one pectoral and half of its tail fin. As he let it go the fish wobbled back into the school, its progress hampered. When the others zigged it tended to zag.

“Catch the fish. Use any trick you can think of. Flips, rolls, dives. Whatever. Just remember that sight hunting is all about focus. Don't take your eyes off your prey for a second. Catch the fish and you will eat.” Prowl instructed.

Jazz hesitated for a moment. Then the hollow call of his stomach galvanized him to action.

Jazz bolted after the lamed fish and something began to sing in his veins. That feeling started deep in his bones and radiated up to tingle just under his skin. It electrified every muscle in his body from the tip of his tail to the end of his nose. He had never felt so at ease in water. He could feel the movement of the currents and somehow he knew exactly how to play off it. He dove and twirled and the fish scattered in a fluttering cloud of silver. A flick of his tail and he separated the other half of the herd.

He smiled as zeroed in on his target.

This felt good.

This felt right.

This felt fun.

The taste of silver fish in his mouth had never been so sweet.

[telomeke]

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The first post by Tumblr user @‌reasonandempathy starts with a series of images comprising a Twitter thread posted by Sayed Tabatabai, MD @‌TheRealDoctorT at 5:01PM UTC 16 September 2020:

“Why do you want to be a doctor?” I answer without hesitation, “I want to help people.” “There are many ways to help people.” “I want to save lives.” “There are many ways to do that too. So I’ll ask you again, why do you want to be a doctor?” “Because I believe in it.” I think about that exchange now and then, some times more than others. Why do we do the things we do? What do we really believe in? My next clinic patient is one I’ve known for many years. He is visiting me today via Zoom. I always look forward to talking to him. As soon as the visit begins, I notice that his camera is angled off-center so I can’t get a clear look at his face. I ask if he can adjust it, but he says he’s having technical issues. No problem. I can adapt. It isn’t just the camera though. Something feels off today. Almost immediately I can tell that he sounds subdued. He isn’t cracking his usual jokes. I’m comfortable with silence, even in the heart of a busy clinic day. Silence is often where the healing happens. After asking how he’s doing, I let the silence between us grow. The question, when he asks it, is one I don’t expect. “Doc, which kills you faster? Blood pressure you don’t control, or blood sugar you don’t control?” The surprise on my face must register, because he explains further. “I just can’t afford all these medications anymore.” He continues. “The way I see it, doc, I only need to stick around 4 or 5 more years. That’s how long my pet dog has left, then I ain’t got no more family and it’s me all on my own. So I figure maybe take the diabetes ones and skip the blood pressure? Or every other day?” As I review his meds and start discussing our options with him, he adds one last remark. “And I’m real sorry doc. I know we go back a ways, but I can’t afford my co-pay. I’ll pay you later. Promise.” And just like that, I understand why his camera is angled. And just like that, I’m again struck by the cruel illusion of what I do. The system I’m part of. This patient did everything right; got insurance, paid his taxes. And he still has to barter years of his life. And he can’t bring himself to look me in the eyes as he does so. Our healthcare system is too often unethical, immoral, unsustainable. The insurance paradigm is focused on revenue generation. It strips the basic human dignity from patients, to the point where they can’t even make eye contact anymore. I know that I’m part of this system. He’s old enough to be my father. Some part of me imagines that he is my father. Tears threaten my vision, as a hot anger floods me. Now I wish I could angle my camera away. I ask him if I can write about him. Because people need to know. His response lingers with me. “Sure you can doc. But people already know. Lots of people deal with this. It ain’t that people don’t know. It’s just that nobody cares. Nobody gives enough of a damn to change anything. Nobody… cares.” The visit ends. My Zoom window closes. His window closes too. I feel it. There’s something insidious here. A casual cruelty we’re all complicit in. “I can’t go to rehab, insurance won’t cover it.” “Insurance won’t pay for that medication.” “I can’t afford any of this.” “I’m uninsured.” This isn’t right. None of this is right. Twenty years ago, I gave a medical school interview. I wore my best suit. I sat up straight. I said I believed in medicine. I meant it. Some part of me once burned brightly, but that fire is down to flickering embers. Our lives mean more than this. More than this.

This is followed by a screenshot of a tweet by Albert Lee @‌AlbertLee2020:

In America, you and your doctor can both agree that you need a surgery but you have to get permission from a third-party for-profit insurance company or it can't be paid for. It's called freedom.

Tumblr user @‌reasonandempathy's post was then reblogged by Tumblr user @‌nateconnolly, who added a link to the donor page of recommended charity RIP Medical Debt (a charity that buys medical debt and forgives it), as well as a screenshot rating its trustworthiness as a organization to be supported with donations:

Rating Information Great This charity's score is 100%, earning it a Four-Star rating. If this organization aligns with your passions and values, you can give with confidence. This overall score is calculated from multiple beacon scores, weighted as follows: 32% Accountability & Finance, 50% Impact & Results, 7% Leadership & Adaptability, 10% Culture & Community. Learn more about our criteria and methodology.

Our system is broken.  It is cruel.  It is dehumanizing, degrading, and it’s vile nature is so, so unnecessary.

We need universal healthcare today in America.  We needed it 40 years ago.  It’s cheaper, it’s simpler, it’s more efficient, it’s more effective and it is so, so, so much less cruel than what we have.

Additional sources/references:

Universal Healthcare Cost in America would be cheaper by trillions of dollars

The US has worse life expectancies than socialized healthcare countries

We have worse generalized healthcare results

We have the most expensive care

Our system is so cruel and unique that doctors from other countries literally can’t believe what happens here

I can’t tell you where or how to activate to help solve this.  There are politicians, groups, and activists pushing for this in so many ways.  I can tell you when, though.

Now.