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Jewish filmmaker Sarah Friedland uses her Venice Film Festival speech to criticize Israel:
"I accept this award on the 336th day of Israel's violations in Gaza and 76th year of occupation. I stand with the people of Palestine."
A 22-year-old’s inhaler jumped from $66 to $539 overnight. Unable to afford both his medication and rent, he paid rent.
Five days later, he suffered a fatal asthma attack.
On January 10, 2024, Cole Schmidtknecht went to refill the daily preventative inhaler he had relied on for years.
Because his insurance no longer covered it, the price had risen to $539.19.
Cole left without the medication and relied on his emergency rescue inhaler instead.
On January 15, he suffered a severe asthma attack.
His roommate rushed him toward the hospital, but Cole became unresponsive and went into cardiac arrest.
He suffered catastrophic brain damage and was placed on life support.
Six days later, on January 21, his family made the decision to remove life support.
Cole passed away aged just 22.
His parents later sued Walgreens and pharmacy-benefit manager OptumRx, alleging he had received no advance warning of the coverage change and was not offered an affordable alternative.
They argue that losing access to his preventative medication led directly to his fatal asthma attack.
The companies have contested the allegations, and the federal case remains ongoing.
Las proyecciones de prueba de EL EXORCISTA: MÁRTIRES han sido un absoluto éxito.
Las primeras opiniones del trabajo de Mike Flanagan coinciden en una misma descripción: «terroríficamente escalofriante», y elogian a Scarlett Johansson en el rol protagonista.
So twice in a lifetime plague?
Another escape?
Pneumonic Plague means LUNGS and AIRBORNE.
Welcome to Hell. This is 100% a simulation if not actual Hell!
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Long after The Golden Girls had made her a household name, Bea Arthur continued to live a fiercely private life off-screen. What few people knew—even among her closest colleagues—was that she had quietly been one of the main financial backers of a New York shelter for homeless LGBTQ+ youth. In the early 2000s, when she learned from a friend about the rising number of queer teens being kicked out of their homes, Bea was appalled. “Nobody deserves to be thrown away,” she said in one of her rare public statements on the matter.
She didn’t just write checks. Bea would often visit the shelter unannounced, bringing bags of groceries or handmade scarves in winter. She insisted on no photos, no press. Staff recalled that she would sit and listen to the kids for hours, giving them advice, jokes, or just quiet comfort. One counselor remembered a Christmas Eve when Bea stayed well past midnight, helping wrap donated gifts. “She was the grandma they never had,” one former resident said
After her death in 2009, it was revealed that Bea had left $300,000 in her will to support the shelter, which was renamed in her honor: The Bea Arthur Residence for Homeless LGBTQ+ Youth. In a world that often lauded her for delivering zingers on screen, her most enduring punchline may have been a silent one—providing shelter and dignity to those who needed it most.