My dog thinks ObamaCare smells really bad
By Steele Coddington | July 29, 2009Lots of readers of this bastion of truth have encouraged me to continue to expose the evils of socialized medicine – medicine which bleeding heart liberals shamefully euphemize as “Big Brother with his friendly arm around your shoulders to protect you.” I know repetition may be boring, but the old adage, “allow yourself to get bored and you will get gored,” describes the consequences of apathy. So the consortium of patriots who author this appeal to common sense – me, myself and I – and my dog Arbuckle, will persist in shouting the equivalent of “the British are coming,” until the sleeping citizens wake up. Not to the British, but to a national tragedy involving the greatest scam ever perpetrated on the American public in the guise of “healthcare crisis.” Never waste a good crisis to pull the wool over the voters’ eyes.
To depict the deception of what National Healthcare will do to you, two respected national publications recently vilified the Democrat health plan with separate political cartoons – one, National Review magazine shows Obama on its cover, posing as a doctor pulling on rubber gloves with the caption underneath, “Just relax” – and the other, with a similar but more worrisome implication, by Investors Business Daily, of Karl Marx also posing as a doctor, pulling a rubber glove on his hand saying, “Hello I’m your new doctor. Bend over.”
Unfortunately, subversion is not something you see, but you will feel it in every aspect of your life when you fully straighten up.
According to Investors Business Daily, it has been reliably estimated that of our population of 305 million, only roughly 4 percent cannot obtain health insurance – but they do have access in many ways to health care – including emergency room access, Veteran’s care and Medicaid for lower income needy, and charitable institutions. Of the 305 million, 89 percent have expressed satisfaction with the system AS IS, and do not want change. Those numbers represent as much of a crisis as Nancy Pelosi’s need for $330,000 of tax payers’ money to fly her home every weekend, or the $8 billion ACORN will con the government out of as stimulus.
If our system is so bad, so in need of reform, why do foreigners from all over the world come to America for treatment? Why do our neighbors to the north, with a system the liberals cite as an example of how ours should be, come here when their government run fiasco won’t treat them or makes them stand in line for six to 12 months?
I know some people question why my dog Arbuckle is so involved in the battle against socialized medicine. All I can say is, if you know Border Collies, you know their judgment is measurably superior to anyone in the White House. Arbuckle would be a superb candidate for the Supreme Court, mainly because as a judge he would understand decisions based on racial quotas and empathy undermine the rule of law. I’d let him weigh in on this but he’s out looking for a fire hydrant that we can pretend is Nancy Pelosi, or Harry Reid, or Barney Frank, or Henry Waxman, or Ted Kennedy or hell, just a majority roll call – excluding the Blue Dogs. We’ll send them an American flag if they vote for their country.
The bottle of wine
Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road.
As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman.
The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at everything she saw, studying every little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Sally.
'What's in bag?' asked the old woman.
Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, 'It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my husband.'
The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two.
Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said: