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'Let us not wantonly weaken that persistent delusion,' Dr. Filerin urges a colleague in L'Amour médecin, 'which fortunately provides so many of us with our daily bread and enables us, from the money of those we put under sod, to build a noble heritage—for ourselves.' Today, however, it is not Molière, but Shaw who seems to have the squirming physician and surgeon by the collar. In the United States, where most medical practitioners are private entrepreneurs and good health is regarded as a commodity, Shaw's criticism remains fresh after half a century. 'It is not the fault of our doctors that the medical service of the community, as at present provided for, is a murderous absurdity,' he wrote in the Preface to The Doctor's Dilemma.
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