(1)A young man of humble origins came to New York from the Midwest to seek his fortune. He dreamed, in the American way,of becoming a millionaire. He tried his luck on Wall Street. He was diligent and shrewd and.when he had to be,devious.He put together the deal and he did some things with an electronics acquisition that wouldn t bear explaining. He succeeded even beyond his dream: he made twelve million dollars.(2)At first the young man assumed that everything was working out splendidly. "Isn't it grand?"he said to his wife.once it was apparent that he had made twelve million dollars. His wife told him that it wasn't grand,and he was a nobody.(3)"But that's impossible."the young man said. “I'm a rich person. We live in an era that celebrates rich people. Rich people are shown in the newspapers in the company of movie stars and famous novelists and distinguished dress designers. The names of the richest corporate raiders are known to every schoolboy. There are rich real estate sharks whose faces appear on the covers of glossy magazines. vBut his wife said that his face would not, because he was a nobody. When he stressed the fact that he had twelve million dollars.his wife retorted that a lot of people did.but they were still nobodies.(4)"I could buy our way onto the committees of important charity balls,"the young man said."then we'd be mentioned in the columns.""Don't kid yourself,"his wife said. “The important committees are already filled up with people who are really rich. People like us would end up working on something like a dinner-dance to benefit the American Psoriasis(牛皮癣)Foundation."The young man mentioned that he owned a co-op apartment on Fifth Avenue that was worth two million dollars. His wife argued that,to a certain extent,two million dollar co-ops were a dime a dozen. Then The young man boasted of owning a stretch limousine and said it was twenty-one and a half feet long. His wife brushed the idea aside,saying that nobody famous had ever ridden in something like that. and neither Henry Kissinger nor Calvin Klein had ever heard of him,so he was still a nobody.(5)The young man was silent for a while. "Are you disappointed in me?"he finally said to his wife."Of course I'm disappointed in you. vshe said. "When you asked me to marry you, you said you would surely amount to something. How was I to know that you'd turn out to be a nobody?"(6)For a moment the young man looked defeated. Then he squared his shoulders and cleared his throat. “I'll make them pay attention,"he said, “I'll buy a professional football team and argue a lot with the coach in public. Ceiebrities will join me to watch big games from the owner's box. "The wife ridiculed him. saying that nobody could buy a professional football team for twelve million dollars.because professional football teams cost big bucks.(7)"Then I'll buy a magazine and appoint myself chief columnist, "the young man said. "A tiny but exceedingly flattering picture of me will run next to my column every week. The owners of professional football teams will invite me to watch big games from the owner s box, "The wife believed that he might be able to buy one of those weekly-shoppers throwaways for twelve million dollars, but not a real magazine. One coulcln t buy a real magazine for chicken feed.(8)The young man was very much hurt and asked his wife whether twelve million dollars were chicken feed. But his wife insisted,"it's not big bucks."(9)"But that's not fair. Mthe young man said. "I'm a young man of humble origins who made twelve million dollars. I succeeded even beyond my dream. Some of those things you did with the electronics acquisition probably weren't fair either, "his wife said."Fair isn t being measured these days. What they measure is money."Then the young man said

(1)A young man of humble origins came to New York from the Midwest to seek his fortune. He dreamed, in the American way,of becoming a millionaire. He tried his luck on Wall Street. He was diligent and shrewd and.when he had to be,devious.He put together the deal and he did some things with an electronics acquisition that wouldn t bear explaining. He succeeded even beyond his dream: he made twelve million dollars.(2)At first the young man assumed that everything was working out splendidly. "Isn't it grand?"he said to his wife.once it was apparent that he had made twelve million dollars. His wife told him that it wasn't grand,and he was a nobody.(3)"But that's impossible."the young man said. “I'm a rich person. We live in an era that celebrates rich people. Rich people are shown in the newspapers in the company of movie stars and famous novelists and distinguished dress designers. The names of the richest corporate raiders are known to every schoolboy. There are rich real estate sharks whose faces appear on the covers of glossy magazines. vBut his wife said that his face would not, because he was a nobody. When he stressed the fact that he had twelve million dollars.his wife retorted that a lot of people did.but they were still nobodies.(4)"I could buy our way onto the committees of important charity balls,"the young man said."then we'd be mentioned in the columns.""Don't kid yourself,"his wife said. “The important committees are already filled up with people who are really rich. People like us would end up working on something like a dinner-dance to benefit the American Psoriasis(牛皮癣)Foundation."The young man mentioned that he owned a co-op apartment on Fifth Avenue that was worth two million dollars. His wife argued that,to a certain extent,two million dollar co-ops were a dime a dozen. Then The young man boasted of owning a stretch limousine and said it was twenty-one and a half feet long. His wife brushed the idea aside,saying that nobody famous had ever ridden in something like that. and neither Henry Kissinger nor Calvin Klein had ever heard of him,so he was still a nobody.(5)The young man was silent for a while. "Are you disappointed in me?"he finally said to his wife."Of course I'm disappointed in you. vshe said. "When you asked me to marry you, you said you would surely amount to something. How was I to know that you'd turn out to be a nobody?"(6)For a moment the young man looked defeated. Then he squared his shoulders and cleared his throat. “I'll make them pay attention,"he said, “I'll buy a professional football team and argue a lot with the coach in public. Ceiebrities will join me to watch big games from the owner's box. "The wife ridiculed him. saying that nobody could buy a professional football team for twelve million dollars.because professional football teams cost big bucks.(7)"Then I'll buy a magazine and appoint myself chief columnist, "the young man said. "A tiny but exceedingly flattering picture of me will run next to my column every week. The owners of professional football teams will invite me to watch big games from the owner s box, "The wife believed that he might be able to buy one of those weekly-shoppers throwaways for twelve million dollars, but not a real magazine. One coulcln t buy a real magazine for chicken feed.(8)The young man was very much hurt and asked his wife whether twelve million dollars were chicken feed. But his wife insisted,"it's not big bucks."(9)"But that's not fair. Mthe young man said. "I'm a young man of humble origins who made twelve million dollars. I succeeded even beyond my dream. Some of those things you did with the electronics acquisition probably weren't fair either, "his wife said."Fair isn t being measured these days. What they measure is money."Then the young man said

(1)A young man of humble origins came to New York from the Midwest to seek his fortune. He dreamed, in the American way,of becoming a millionaire. He tried his luck on Wall Street. He was diligent and shrewd and.when he had to be,devious.He put together the deal and he did some things with an electronics acquisition that wouldn t bear explaining. He succeeded even beyond his dream: he made twelve million dollars.(2)At first the young man assumed that everything was working out splendidly. "Isn't it grand?"he said to his wife.once it was apparent that he had made twelve million dollars. His wife told him that it wasn't grand,and he was a nobody.(3)"But that's impossible."the young man said. “I'm a rich person. We live in an era that celebrates rich people. Rich people are shown in the newspapers in the company of movie stars and famous novelists and distinguished dress designers. The names of the richest corporate raiders are known to every schoolboy. There are rich real estate sharks whose faces appear on the covers of glossy magazines. vBut his wife said that his face would not, because he was a nobody. When he stressed the fact that he had twelve million dollars.his wife retorted that a lot of people did.but they were still nobodies.(4)"I could buy our way onto the committees of important charity balls,"the young man said."then we'd be mentioned in the columns.""Don't kid yourself,"his wife said. “The important committees are already filled up with people who are really rich. People like us would end up working on something like a dinner-dance to benefit the American Psoriasis(牛皮癣)Foundation."The young man mentioned that he owned a co-op apartment on Fifth Avenue that was worth two million dollars. His wife argued that,to a certain extent,two million dollar co-ops were a dime a dozen. Then The young man boasted of owning a stretch limousine and said it was twenty-one and a half feet long. His wife brushed the idea aside,saying that nobody famous had ever ridden in something like that. and neither Henry Kissinger nor Calvin Klein had ever heard of him,so he was still a nobody.(5)The young man was silent for a while. "Are you disappointed in me?"he finally said to his wife."Of course I'm disappointed in you. vshe said. "When you asked me to marry you, you said you would surely amount to something. How was I to know that you'd turn out to be a nobody?"(6)For a moment the young man looked defeated. Then he squared his shoulders and cleared his throat. “I'll make them pay attention,"he said, “I'll buy a professional football team and argue a lot with the coach in public. Ceiebrities will join me to watch big games from the owner's box. "The wife ridiculed him. saying that nobody could buy a professional football team for twelve million dollars.because professional football teams cost big bucks.(7)"Then I'll buy a magazine and appoint myself chief columnist, "the young man said. "A tiny but exceedingly flattering picture of me will run next to my column every week. The owners of professional football teams will invite me to watch big games from the owner s box, "The wife believed that he might be able to buy one of those weekly-shoppers throwaways for twelve million dollars, but not a real magazine. One coulcln t buy a real magazine for chicken feed.(8)The young man was very much hurt and asked his wife whether twelve million dollars were chicken feed. But his wife insisted,"it's not big bucks."(9)"But that's not fair. Mthe young man said. "I'm a young man of humble origins who made twelve million dollars. I succeeded even beyond my dream. Some of those things you did with the electronics acquisition probably weren't fair either, "his wife said."Fair isn t being measured these days. What they measure is money."Then the young man said

When I arrived I was met by the mother, a big startled looking woman, very clean and _______ who merely said. Is this the doctor?

I smiled in my best _______ manner and asked for the child's first name. I said, come on, Mathilda, open your mouth and let's take a look at your throat.

If you don't do what the doctor says you'll have to go to the hospital the mother _______ her severely.

I explained the danger but said that I would not insist on a throat examination so long as they would take the _______.

I could have _______ the child apart in my own fury and enjoyed it. It was a pleasure to attack her.

Her tongue was cut and she was screaming in wild _______ shrieks.

Because voluntary euthanasia is taboo, a doctor makes the decision himself-and the patient is killed _______ in the night with a syringe. That is one price of keeping euthanasia secret.