Does this healthcare stuff confuse you? Welcome to the club.
It is not just the details. They must confuse even the guys who write them. It is the fact that Congress and the President keep pushing ahead with their reforms.
That confuses me for the simplest of reasons. From 52 to 54 percent of people say they do not like the proposals. Only 42 percent or so like them.
Call me a dunce, but when only 42 percent like what you are pushing and 54 percent do not, you maybe ought to stop pushing.
Instead the pols retreat to their closed-door session and tweak the proposals this way and that. As if a nip here and tuck there will change the minds of a lot of people.
We have had the President hopscotch around the country to “town hall” the bejeepers out of this plan. And 52 to 54 percent of the people say “no.”
He hits every TV show but Sex In The City. He hands out white coats to docs he invites to the White House. To make the point visually that some docs like his reform ideas. And 52 to 54 percent of the people say “no” to his prescription.
He and Nancy and Harry lash out at health insurers. And at docs who do not like the plan. And at drug companies. Lately they attacked the Chamber of Commerce. And still, 52 to 54 percent of the people say “no.”
Harry Reid tries to hide $250 billion of the cost with a slick maneuver in the Senate. Even his fellow senators say “no” to that one.
The pols slash a few billion here. They tell you government will reduce this cost and that cost. They re-configure the plan so that this horse now looks like a cross between a pregnant camel and a tortoise. “There!” they proclaim. “We’ve met all the major objections. Surely the folks will eat this up now.”
And the folks? They reject it.
Call me dumb. But it seems to me a big majority of Americans do not want to eat what the President and Congress are cooking up.
I did not like parsnips as a kid. Mom could have slipped them into strawberry shortcake and I would still have retched.
What I am suggesting is that any child could explain to Congress and the President what the problem is.
Now, Congress can ram this through and make it a law. They can celebrate its passage. The President can proclaim that we have entered a new era. And all that.
My mom could get her hungry son to eat last night’s parsnips. By serving them up for breakfast and lunch, until I caved. She could then celebrate the rest of the day.
Mom, Mr. President, Nancy, Harry – celebrate all you want. This stuff is still laced with parsnips.
Call me stupid, but it seems to me voters will remember this a year from now. It has been 60 years and I still remember the parsnips. Retchhhhhh!
From Tom ... as in Morgan.
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