Monday, July 20, 2009

Well, Well, Well, You're Feeling Fine





Seniors and about-to-be-seniors-Boomers (of which I am one), wake the hell up. If you don't think your ass is going to be out on an ice floe if this thing passes, you're crazy. The only way this abomination can work is with extreme rationing of care ... you know, that horrible thing that eeeevil "Big Business HMOs" started doing when that total coverage model for every hangnail, burp and damaged hair follicle was found to be unsustainable. C'mon ... you were screaming about it constantly!!!ELEVENTY!!!!

1. If it was in any way beneficial, wouldn't the hogs at the trough in Congress be taking it for themselves first, instead of staying outside of it?

2. Who is expendable? Not young, working taxpayers. Or "the children." Can you say Booooomers? Sure you can. And the largest generation in the history of ever is on the cusp of becoming the largest, health-challenged demographic in the history of ever.

Found at American Digest, via Aardvarks and Asshats.



UPDATE:
This, from Carin at Is This Blog On? on healthcare in France.

UPDATE II: The NY Post, Perils of Obamacare: The Three Big Lies.




UPDATE:
Another video, as the first is inop:




5 comments:

Trombonology said...

Heeeeeee ... There's a Beatles song for everything, isn't there?

iamfelix said...

EVERY time I hear "National Health" discussion (dating back to Hillarycare), my brain immediately starts playing that song, jangly guitar and all.

Doctor Robert
He's a man you must believe
Helping anyone in need
No one can succeed like
Doctor Robert

iamfelix said...

Just like April 15 automatically brings Taxman.

Trombonology said...

I'm the same way, on both. Lots of things in my life are tied up with those Lennon/McCartney & Harrison lyrics.

iamfelix said...

I wish I could find a sound-file to link to that (I think BBC) interview I heard (on XM 60s) with George on the writing of Taxman. Right at the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, he was P-I-S-S-E-D to find what he and the others had as a tax burden to Merry Olde on their writing and performing efforts.