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Harry Markopolos was among those who made repeated complaints to the SEC raising detailed red flags about Madoff's operations. However, the report found that a branch chief had taken an "instant dislike" of Markopolos and declined even to pick up the "several inch thick file folder on Madoff that Markopolos offered." (See pictures of the demise of Bernard Madoff...
...things have changed. Somewhere along the line we’ve reached a scenario of red-faced middle-aged men screaming and spitting at their senators about Hitler and death panels. Now we’ve heard that a public option, once seen as a central, if not critical, piece of true health-care reform, might be “off the table,” replaced by non-profit cooperatives that studies have shown will not effectively lower insurance costs, supposedly their biggest selling point. In fact, the public option has been sidelined by many as a far-left...
Doctors are having a hard go of things. Squeezed by falling reimbursements, soaring malpractice insurance and punishing patient loads, they shouldn't have much to fear from the likes of Wal-Mart. But the fact is, the greeter in the red vest is increasingly going toe-to-toe with the doctor in the white coat - and winning - thanks to the growing phenomenon of retail health clinics...
...with a hitting prowess sui generis. For a team that serves as the “heart and soul” of a region to a degree unmatched anywhere else in the country, David Ortiz carried the mantle of “heart-and-soul” for the Red Sox with greater gusto than almost any player in the league (perhaps Pujols, Jeter, or Ichiro matches him in this metric). His oversized smile and swing thus held a special place in the hearts of baseball’s most avid fans...
...Than-A-Week, we fear that many other Harvard services and traditions are next in line. Freshman Parents Weekend may become Parent Saturday. And those infamous, trendy lanyards that everyone (yes everyone) at Harvard dons around their necks? Next year they’ll be just a single, unknotted red string that you drape hopelessly over your shoulder...