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I'm a 38 year-old mother of three who was blessed enough to marry the right guy. I like to paint and create strange things out of clay and also read, write, run, drink and laugh. I have no idea where the time is going.

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Sunday, February 24, 2008

oscar mayer weiners (and I don't mean that in a good way)

Why oh why can't they just make their little movies, take their little trophies and shut their stupid mouths? I swear, I can't take it anymore. For some reason I felt compelled to watch the Oscars this year but I tried and I just can't do it.

It started on the red carpet with some ditzy actress showing off her orange ribbon so proudly and saying it was for Gitmo. "We have to close Guantanomo because it's creating danger in the world," she gushed. Let's see, when the terrorists capture one of our guys they behead them, burn their bodies and drag them through the streets. When we capture one of their guys, they get three meals a day and special diets in keeping with their religious beliefs. The same religious beliefs that inspire them to kill us, the infidels. That doesn't make us evil, that makes us suckers. Of course Michael Moore was next and he couldn't help but apologize to the world on behalf of America. What nerve. He and all the other Hollywood assholes are living the American dream and biting the hand that feeds them. They're dripping with diamonds, wearing multi-thousand dollar gowns and have the audacity to act like they really, really care about things that matter. The reason they're dropping like flies from overdoses and heading to rehab like lemmings is because they actually don't care about things that matter. They don't even know the first thing about what really matters.

Never mind that most of them have barely finished high-school and most never even dabbled in higher education. Yet the American public laps up the dreck that pours out of their pretty little mouths like it's golden. The most terrifying thing is that these morons actually affect public opinion and shape public policy!

I hate them. I hate their materialistic, socialistic, shallow, vapid ways. I resent the fact that they actually had to give the Oscars a PG rating for language because they can never predict what will come out of those low-lifes mouths on live TV. I hate the fact that they had Jon Stewart as the host. He may be funny but everyone knows he's a left-winger and we would all be subjected to his personal remarks about Bush and the war. Would they have considered for one moment having a conservative equivalent of Jon as the host? Hell no. That's the thing about the Hollywood liberal elitists. They are the most intolerant, hypocritical jerks in the world.

I hate them.



Wow it felt good to get that out.



* Denzel Washington is excluded from this rant, just FYI.

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Monday, February 04, 2008

a cure worse than the disease

I sat there alone and miserable, hardly able to swallow. Suffering from strep throat, I was burning up with fever and felt awful. The dry heat blasting into the cave-like waiting room made it even worse. Six hours later I was finally called in to see a doctor. He took a culture from my throat with a long, scratchy swab and gave me a prescription for some antibiotics. From there I went to another waiting area to get the drugs that would hopefully give me some relief. That was not a short wait, either.

As the daughter of an Army Officer, my healthcare was provided by none other than the U.S. government. When we needed a check-up it was wise to make it well in advance. Several months, at least. Then once we actually got in to see the doctor, the "service" was sub-par. We never saw the same doctor twice and were treated like cattle, herded through the process as quickly as possible. After all, thousands more people were in line behind us.

For cases like strep throat and other emergencies, they did have ER services in the basement of the old hospital building on base. My mother, siblings and I spent untold hours of our lives waiting on help for various childhood ailments there. It totally sucked to say the least. But there was no point in complaining about the level of service because no one cared. Since it was run by the government there was no competition that could run them out of business for poor customer service.

Once I was out from under that government sponsored "umbrella" of healthcare, there was a period of time I was completely uninsured. Thankfully, I enjoyed excellent health...until I got appendicitis. But even without coverage, I was able to go to a nice hospital, get help from an excellent surgeon and be released a couple of days later. It was not ideal to be uninsured, but it wasn't like they threw me out on the street or something. In fact, the surgeon ended up waiving his fees for the surgery out of the kindness of his heart.

Years later, when I got married and especially when we started our family, healthcare coverage became top priority. My husband and I sought out jobs with companies that offered great benefits, even if the pay was not. We loathed those jobs but we were grateful to have what we had.

One time my husband took a job that didn't offer healthcare benefits so we paid out-of-pocket to have coverage, just in case. As a family of five living on one income and even sharing a car to cut down on costs, it was not cheap or easy. It was just life. Another bill to be paid. It never crossed our minds once that the government should be paying for us to have healthcare. Besides, I knew first hand what kind of care the government could offer. There were no rose-colored glasses on my eyes.

The statistic I've heard is that there are about 50 million uninsured Americans. That means about 250 million are covered in some way. Many of those uninsured choose to go without coverage. I'm not sure if a less than 17% uninsured rate constitutes a true crisis.

How can anyone truly believe that the same large, incompetent, inefficient government that mishandled the Katrina crisis and manages to lower the bar every time I have to buy a stamp or register my vehicle could possibly run a national health care system? Would you ever trust your health records to the same people who lost the original footage of the moon walk? Or the same people who have mismanaged social security and medicare for so long? Seriously?

Call me selfish but I wouldn't want to wait months to have surgery for breast cancer or years to get an MRI or hip replacement like many Canadians do. The cancer survival rate is 16% lower there, by the way. I don't want to go back to six hour long waits in the ER for a treatment I can get in less than an hour right now. I like that I have options of where I go, what doctor I see and can even get a second and third opinion. My husband and I have worked hard and made decisions and sacrifices in our lives that allow us these choices. I don't think the level of care we get should be lowered because of people who expect the government to take care of them from cradle to grave.

There's got to be a solution that doesn't involve a nationalized system. For instance, putting a stop to frivilous lawsuits would lower healthcare costs for everyone. If doctors and hospitals didn't have to pay through the nose protect themselves it would benefit us all. It would also help if everyone took personal responsibility for their own health and that of their children. Imagine the savings if people stopped smoking, ate healthier, got off the couch now and then and didn't pop a pill for every ailment under the sun.

Basically what I'm saying as a person who has experienced being "taken care of" by the government and been on both sides of the insurance fence is: The system will never be perfect, but things could be a lot worse than they are now. And they will be if we close our eyes, turn off our brains, hop on the feel-good wagon and buy into the nationalized healthcare sham.

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