Health Care - ‘Again’

   On the 16th of December as we were told Senator Benjamin Nelson of Nebraska was the last holdout, I told anyone who was listening it was bull puckey.  I said, he’d fall into line just like the rest of them.

   Last night <the day before the big vote>, at a party, I told anyone who was listening Benjamin would fold like an accordion. 

   Today he did.  Duh!!!

   He supposedly got 48 million buckeroos for the great state of Nebraska for Medicaid payments (saving the Nebraska taxpayers money).  Being from Nebraska I should be happy.  I have bile in my throat.  Makes me physically sick.  We are doomed

   Oh but you say, everyone will be covered, and everyone will have to buy insurance.  Nope.  If you can’t afford insurance now, what in the name of Hades makes you think you will be able to come up with a premium now?  You will be ‘GIVEN’ the money in the form of tax credits.  And the taxpayer will be wet in their panties and or shorts whichever applies, knowing they have made everyone whole.  What a crock of crap. 

   And we haven’t even gotten there yet… but one can see what’s coming so clearly it is like a freight train. I hope the nation’s capitol gets 45 inches of snow so those  “IDIOTS” can’t get out!!   They should be ashamed. 

   One senator was truthful… ole Tommy Harkin of Iowa.  Comes right out and said it and ya’ll betta listen!!! “This is only the beginning”.

   And finally, the Republicans are NOT off the fricking hook here.  They ‘had’ control of both houses of Congress and got thrown out on their butts because they spent like drunken Airmen – I used Airmen to git the Sailors off the hook for once.  Throw them ‘all’ out on their dirty filthy buttocks.

   Yes, I am pissed off!!

American Ingenuity

Those Texans are rather snarky at times.

Big Government Warning

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   The President, in an interview with Charlie Gibson said the government will go broke if we don’t pass healthcare reform.

   One simple question – what in the name of all that is holy does he think the government is now?  We are busted, period. 

   At least Charlie got one last orgasm before he slinks off into retirement.  I kept waiting for him to peer down his nose over his half specks and ask a hard question – never happened.  Just, ooooh, what tough job you have. 

Health <Care / Insurance> Reform

   So, do ‘you’ know what is happening?  Neither do I.  Nor does your senator, nor does the POTUS, in fact [N O B O D Y] knows what is going on with the bill(s) in the House ‘or’ Senate. 

   It is a sad state of affairs, but, I do believe they will pass ‘something’ in the Senate just like they did in the House.  Then, when it goes to conference is when the crapola will hit the fan.  The deliberations will be behind closed doors much like what has already transpired, only more so.  Once it goes to conference, there is going to be a final bill, and we, the people may as well bend over for a permanent finger wave.

   The Senator from Nebraska is said to be the latest holding up  ‘the sixty’ vote threshold.  Bull puckey.  He’ll fold just like the rest of them.  Take it to the bank.  We are gonna git ‘something’, good, bad or ugly. 

A ‘Jesus Take The Wheel Moment’

   I was on the road with four other gents the other day.  We’d had a long day, and were enroute back to Omaha from Little Rock AR.  Three were trying to snooze or doze… I was front passenger in doze mode… the two in the back were indeed sleeping. 

   I felt the car gently slide, and then things went from bad to worse.  Two 360s, first one way and then the other… sorta like tilt-a-whirl. Then down into the ditch and back up and kept right on going. 

   I swear the first thing to enter my head was the title of that song.  Never had it meant more than during that incident.  We had passed a tractor truck just about 10 seconds before.  He had to observe the entire thing… while we were in the ditch and coming out. He went on by and believe you me, he slowed.  We trailed him the rest of the way to Omaha at a mucho reduced speed.

   Black ice and no more need be said. It is nasty stuff.

Tiger Re-Visited

   I previously wrote about all I had to say regarding the Tiger incident was how disappointed I was. 

   Today I am changing from disappointment to disgust.  I’ve heard enough.  I don’t think he will ever win another tournament (if he even plays again), and if he does, I will concede his mental toughness.

   I was one who always extolled his mental abilities… if he wins after all this, it will be confirmed he is indeed mentally tough.  I doubt any man can.  People will turn on him like stink on doo doo.  Myself included. 

   I know we will hear more, as for me, I’m tuning out from this point forward… (OK, maybe I will eavesdrop).

Tiger Woods

   I am a golf fan.  Part of my addiction has to do with living in the Midwest with long cold winters.  The beauty of seeing golf courses in all their glory makes winter more bearable.

   I’ve watched Tiger like many others.  Early on he had a special appeal to me because of his father,  and his association with the military.  And the fact he has a Thai mother, and I had been to Thailand. 

   Regardless, I have very little to say about Tiger’s current situation except to say:  I am disappointed.  I know it’s wrong, but I had him on a higher pedestal.  I have removed him from that perch.

   One more reference to Thailand – Tiger might want to watch out for his mother. 

A True Incident

   I was reminded of this when the people penetrated The White House. It is a true story.

   Back in the 70’s, I was stationed at McClellan AFB in North Highlands CA.  Mr. Nixon was POTUS. 

   I went to work one day fat, dumb and happy.  I was taken aside by a supervisor and told to report to the wing conference room, reason unknown.  This sounded serious, and my buttocks clenched as I walked what felt like ‘the long green mile walk’. 

   Upon arrival, there were others milling around, and nobody knew what was up. Soon the doors opened and we filed in to take seats in some of the plushest seats you would ever encounter.  People of my rank (E-5 at the time), didn’t normally get the privilege of getting our buttocks soothed in such seats. These seats were for the highest ranking people on the base.

   Long story short – a fellow from Washington D.C. took the podium – he said people in this room had been selected to work in one of three different places, 1) The White House 2) Camp David 3) Key Biscayne.  There was one caveat.  You have to make up your mind today before you leave this room.  No phone calls out, no nothing. 

   I did ask one question of the fellow, which he did not see the humor in… I asked him if he was married.  In those da(ze) things were not as family oriented as they are today.  You were expected to make up your own mind. Ha ha. 

   So, if you said no to the opportunity, you could get up and leave, no questions asked.  They did say you would only ever get asked once in a career, and this was ‘YOUR’ opportunity to serve The President.  If, on the other hand, you wanted to think it over, you had one hour to go sign up for the next phase (an interview). 

   This was allot to think about… remember  the plush chairs now… they are integral to this story. 

   As a thoughtful man, I placed my hands behind my head, leaned back in that chair and promptly fell over on my ass in front of God and everyone else in that room. 

   While that is not the reason I turned this position down, the folks breaking security at The White House reminded me of this incident.  I have often wished, and or wondered about the missed opportunity, but… if you are married you know the rest. <grin>

The President Speaks

   Here’s my take in not too many words.

   Were “I” the enemy, I’d go underground for 18 months.  The administration would say the terror had ended and we can go home. 

   When they go, I come out… use the 18 months to regroup my forces.  Other than that, I know nothing.

Placing Blame

   Can we please get this straight?  The people who penetrated White House security recently are not to blame for accomplishing this feat.  “Someone” inside the complex is at fault, PERIOD!!! 

   Whether it is the social secretary, the secret service or the person who cleans the commodes, the fault is INSIDE the White House. 

   Now, go ahead and lock the slime balls up if that makes you feel better.  They had gonads to do what they did.  It would have been a non-issue had the people INSIDE the White House done their jobs.