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Recently I visited a friend in the Antoni van Leeuwenhoek Hospital and I had difficulty losing my car in the parking garage. It was so busy there. Garage also used by the patients of Slotervaart next to it, but as we know, those patients are no longer there. They are all better.So a whole garage full of cars from cancer patients alone. As slowly, folk disease number one. I immediately thought, that's fun. for Novartis. That's that Swiss pharmaceutical company who recently increased the price of a particular cancer drug almost sixfold. And they could do that because they're the only ones who have that cure in the house. Because they invented it? No, it's just ever made at our expense in the Rotterdam Erasmus Medical Center. And they did not increase it six times from five to thirty, but from sixteen thousand to ninety-two thousand euros. Last week I ended my column with the plan to chalk the word “cancerwhore” on the door of this Swiss pill farmer. Not because I was killed by a grey flu this week. Would I have done it differently? Was I taken the spray to Arnhem to spray on a sad office “cancerwhore”? Or was I raised too neatly for that? Am I more of the words than of the deeds? is witty. They are located on the Arnhemse Raapopseweg. Indeed: you don't make that up. Meanwhile, an indignant minister Bruins has visited Novartis. I understood from a press release that they could not explain the price increase to him properly. How will the conversation go? Are? Polite? Incidently? A cup of weak tea? Or was Bruins shot healthy at some point, and he called them as horny money grabs, greedy greedy greedy ones who have very dirty hands? That would be nice. That he made it very clear to them that they were their Maybe at some point the CEO of the Swiss had to intervene very hard and shout “order” in the British tone. Who knows, some things have been thrown and some old-fashioned windows have fallen. Of course, it has been a neat conversation. Civilized. Novartis has promised to think about it and they will soon cut the price to eighty thousand euros. And they will undoubtedly find that a broad gesture. After a few weeks of handjeklap it will be rounded off on Fifty thousand. The minister satisfied and those Swiss yodel still the swings of laughing.Why I return to this case after a week? Simple. A lot of daily tutnews blows over. The medieval Van der Staaij against the protesting deughomo's of last week will itch me further. And the current panic football of Rutte and Dijkhoff with their sipping white wine talk is particularly sad. And John who has turned his sister Linda to a Christmas dinner to come to his second-hand camping station giggle will be a sausage. about something else. About holes that grabs millions on the backs of parking garages full of potential cancer patients who can't go away. Hope makes life and despair pay. This is just criminal. You tend to let Novartis' boss drift through a street in Amsterdam. with eighty Ubers driven by very young overtired drivers. This is not news to blow over. This shouldn't end with a weak compromise that we won't hear about soon. Tackling that trade, expropriate that scum, with the whole country full of it. And not just Novartis, but all those pill hookers, yellow vats on and on to their neat companies, and you'll see how fast the holes are running, because that's why they all have a Porsche on their doorstep.