The FDA Has A Lot To Answer For

Had they approved Provenge, Ming would even now be smoking expensive cigars, if only to be seen lighting them with $100 bills. He would now be functioning in a more rarefied social setting, getting rejected by a better class of women and being blackballed from all the better country clubs. Instead he's stuck rubbing shoulders with all the louts willing to associate with an impecunious wannabe like him. How can poor Ming bring himself interact with people that show such impaired judgment?