The big buzz-phrase in Australia at the moment is 'preventive health' (for chrissakes), medical speak for doctors telling people to exercise more, smoke less, eat better and lay off the grog.
But just ask yourself, 'How do you prevent health?'
What is really meant by the term is 'preventive medicine' but this is the term that dare not speak its name. What doctor is going to promote preventive medicine when it will reduce the number of people traipsing through their rooms?
The problem with surgeries is that the more time people spend in them the worse their health becomes. Small problems become big problems.
The health of the community is getting worse because doctors know nothing about fitness and because of that they're forced to practice junk medicine - where they prescribe drugs to mask symptoms rather than prescribing treatments which restore poor function to good.
Most health problems these days are fitness problems. Fitness problems cannot be solved by medical solutions.
The fitness industry has gone to ground.
Most of the health promoting treatments require time and effort on the part of the surgeree. Most of them don't want to expend that time or effort. They conspire with the doctor to take the escalator down to an even lower level of health, fitness and wellbeing.
Meanwhile doctors keep giving the preventive health sermon.
But guess who listens? I'll tell you who listens, nobody. That's because everyone knows a sermon is the price you have to pay to get a prescription.
All you want is for the pain to go away as quickly as possible.
The doctor is quite happy to go along with this charade.
In fact it's like this. There's a dark room with a table and three chairs. Behind the table there's a bloke saying to himself, 'How can I get rid of this bastard as quick as possible and still keep up the payments on my Merc.
On the other side of the table is a bloke saying, 'How can I get away from this bastard in the shortest possible time without paying anything.'
They collude with each other. The doctor reaches for the pad. The customer snatches the prescription off the table and heads for the chemist.
In this country the third chair is occupied by a dill with a cheque book, the Minister for Health who's quite happy to pick up part of the tab for this tawdry exchange.
So there you have it. Doctor happy, customer gone in 7 minutes flat and waiting room full to over flowing.
Customer happy, got out of there in seven minutes flat with a prescription to relieve the pain.
Minister for Health happy, electorate thinks she is a jolly good fellow.
But back to the preventive health sermon.
You just roll your eyes and let it pass in one ear and out the other.
On the track
On the stepper this morning. 40 minutes all over 140 bpm, for 562 calories and 744 steps. That feels better.
In the meantime stay tuned, highly tuned and move heaven and earth to keep yourself out of the surgery.