In America, you pay your insurance, or you die. Assessment of risk is lifeblood. But here, I can’t tell. People may be insured, or they may not. Poverty and death are constantly looming, but the populace is never engulfed, nor have I been set at ease with the bright smiles which imply a comprehensive dental plan. At most, I fear that only a crude scraping is covered, and that fluoride treatment is being neglected entirely.
