Health Care – Color Me Confused

Wait, I missed the debate on the pubic option!

I have watched the debate over health care with interest since the first Clinton Administration.  I’ve seen and heard proponents, opponents, ne’er-do-wells, stand-up comics, average Joes, educated folks, etc. argue and plea for and against health care for so long, it’s all melded into one jumbled mess in my brain.  There has been an explosion of information ignited by both sides of the argument for decades, and I have come to one definitive conclusion.  I have been meticulously and earnestly lied to repeatedly by all sides.  This stopped being about doing the right thing a long time ago, and is now just about being right.  The Democrats were looking for a victory, and the Republicans were bent on robbing them of that victory.  The actual bill they fought over didn’t matter.

I am not excited or angry by the passage of the health care bill because I have no idea what the actual pros and cons of the bill are. Both sides claim the other is wrong.  I’m not talking about morally wrong (although there is some of that going on).  Each side has argued the facts that their opponents are using to support their argument are wrong.   How can that be?  Experts are cited and then other experts are cited to counter the other side’s experts.  It’s a dizzying array of pointless growling and chatter.  The debate itself ceased to be a debate a long time ago.  It’s now just a bunch of people shouting at each other.  Honest political debate is as rare as getting a slinky to go back up the stairs.

What’s a confused boy like me to do?  I have decided the only appropriate course of action for me to take is to be disgusted by my government and the political process in this country.  I don’t buy into the discourse that one political party is more at fault than the other.  I think they both suck equally.  And I don’t think it’s a matter of throwing the bums out.  We’ll just elect more bums.  You know why?  Because being a bum is a major qualification for running for political office.  They’re always asking for money, and they always end up spending it to feed their bad habits, which, as far as I can tell, is running for political office.

So, in conclusion, yippee we have health care… and boo we have health care.

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Vote Walken

The mainstream media would have you believe that this election is over.  That a certain charismatic candidate has charmed the American people into a state of pre-election frenzy of hope & change, that the mere act of voting is wholly unnecessary because their candidate will simply ascend to the throne of U.S. Presidency like some angelic entity that is more ethereal than human. 

Vote Now!  Vote Cowbell!

Vote Now! Vote Cowbell!

So, I’m sending out this plea far and wide.  Don’t believe this election is over.  Our candidate can still win.  All you have to do is vote Walken on Tuesday.  If you want more cowbell, this is the only way you’re going to get it.  The other candidates aren’t even talking about cowbell.  Why?  Because they have no cowbell plan.  It’s all war and taxes with those other presidential hopefuls.  Only Walken wants you to have your cowbell.  Let freedom ring!  (In this case freedom is a metaphor for cowbell.  Get it?)   

 

 

From Obama Girl To The Incredible McCain Girl – This Ain’t Your Daddy’s Political Season

The folks who brought you Obama Girl have now come up with The Incredible McCain Girl.  Yikes!  I wonder if they get paid for this stuff.