I’ve been in a low simmering rage the past few days. Time to let it boil over.
The steaming crap sandwich of a Stimulus Bill crafted by our rapacious handlers in Congress is a disgustingly blatant waste of our money. They plan on allocating a mere twelve cents out of every dollar spent on actual job stimulus, the rest is pure fat back and chitlins’. That’s a lot of set aside to pay off loyal lobbyists, special interest groups, PACS, pet projects and, in too many instances, to increase federal control over our lives. We are getting ready to pay the government to dominate us even more than they currently do. Unbelievable.
Take a look at this horrid little nugget.
In his recent book, Daschle proposed a new federal board that would generate and use comparative-effectiveness research to make “specific coverage decisions” for all government health-care programs and “exert tremendous influence on every . . . provider and payer, even those in the private sector.”
Daschle understands that refusing to cover specific services is “not so clean cut,” that patient advocates often view those decisions as “matters of life and death,” and that “doctors and patients might resent” the board’s decisions. He therefore proposes to have the board operate under “a decision-making process that is one step removed from Congress and the White House.”
That’s a delicate way of saying that Daschle wants government bureaucrats to have more room to ignore you, even if you have good reason to think your child would respond better to a non-covered chemotherapy agent than the average patient would.
Lefty health-care blogger Matthew Holt predicts that Daschle’s rationing board, “if it gets established, will get defanged by lobbyists immediately.” House Democrats disagree: Their “stimulus” package would give Daschle $400 million to get his rationing board going.
I could fill up my front page with similar bile inducing items contained in the stimulus package. The few things that should be in this bill, like comprehensive corporate, small business and personal tax cuts, are slim to nonexistent. This bill is a fool’s errand and our children will pay a heavy price if we fail to control the people representing us in Washington.
If this proposed bill doesn’t anger you enough to call your senators, maybe I can scare you into making that call. Picture the next few generations of twenty-somethings, the ones who’ll be taxed into penury paying for this irresponsible ride along with footing the bill for your social security and medicare, overrunning the barricades of your gated golf course retirement communities armed to the teeth and howling with a righteous, bloody vengeance for your grey head on a platter. There won’t ever be a civil war between the left and the right, red or blue states, haves and have nots. We’re too indolent and swollen, content with our easy spoils. The war may come when the Host finally decides the cost of carrying the Parasite have become too high. It’ll be like pulling a fat tick off of a dog’s ear. I’d advise you to wise up, people: we’re the tick.
Yeah, I worry about that, too. It wouldn’t do any good, I suppose, to tell them that really, I was born in 1960, not really a baby boomer at all . . . .
I try to tell people that government health care is, inevitably, rationed. It has to be; no government has unlimted money to dump into such a program.
Ah well, my high blood pressure, even controlled by five different meds (paid for in cash; I am uninsured) will probably kill me before the mobs get here.
Back in the day when the revolutionaries finally reaped what they actually had sowed, it was their turn at the rope or blade. But the science of revolution progressed beyond that in the New Deal.
Then, Saul Alinsky showed the sixties radicals that lesson– how to enter the old form and rot its meaning from within; and how counterproductive it is to remain outside scaring people when you can numb them with dependence.
There is a desert spider found in the middle-east that injects its sleeping victim with anesthetic, and then dines. He awakens to find himself without a cheek or nose. But in our revolution there is no awakening.
If this doesn’t make you want to fly to Washington and slap your legislator, nothing ever will. Congress gives itself a $93,000 raise to stimulate the economy. It must be nice to have that kind of extra petty cash laying around. Instead of tightening your belt in this recession, wouldn’t you like an extra $90,000? Never mind the record deficits. Never mind that ordinary Americans are struggling to pay their bills. Our Congress thinks it is far more important to be able to dole out perks to itself.
I read today that for the price of the stimulus bill, the people who pay taxes could each get a check for $9,460. If you include the people who file a tax return but don’t pay, each of us could get $6,336.
So basically, on average, it is costing those of us who produce stuff about $10,000…for this round.
Don’t break for too long. The treasury is about to ask for nearly TWO TRILLION Dollars this week in addition to the almost ONE TRILLION that, That One is about to sign away.