Defeatism is the disease eating at American politics. A physician’s diagnosis – and prescription – with two weeks to go.
Nearly every day in my practice, a patient sits across from me and hears words no one wants to hear. Cancer. Heart failure. A diagnosis with a long name and a short prognosis. The first thing I tell them matters most: You are not your diagnosis. You are a person who happens to have an illness. Then we go to work – every option weighed, every rock turned over. Some of my bravest patients fought all the way into hospice, still smiling, still refusing to surrender their lives… Read More in Real Clear Politics