|by Doctor Prurient|
I learned something important from reading George F. Will's column in the Washington Post: Egypt is not our problem. And for that matter, neither American nor Americans are America's problem. In other words, if you don't like it--don't hold a rally. Just please go fuck yourselves. Fuck off to Mexico and or something.
Whether we're discussing infant mortality, toxic waste, maybe a bit of plutonium in your drinking water, keeping people alive with so-called medical 'treatment' or 'food' or what have you, the U.S. government is always there, robbing Peter to pay Paul. (And what the hell has Peter done for anyone lately? Simply because you stepped on a landmine in 'Nam or were stupid enough to drive over an IED in Iraq doesn't give you the right to hold out your hand and ask for my hard-earned cash. Sure, maybe you're missing a few limbs or a part of your face or brain or skull--well you know what? Boohoo, we've all got problems. How long are you going to play that 'I'm in a wheelchair for the rest of my life' card?)
We know from watching movies that every time a bell rings an angel gets his wings (movies are chock full of useful information like that); and in much the same way, every time a childhood vaccination is paid for by Medicaid, a bit of our freedom dies. And your freedom. And Fred's freedom. (Yes, Fred loves his freedom too, and why shouldn't he?)
After all, is it so far-fetched to believe that the free market creates the best possible health insurance for all? Things were going just fine till medicine created all of these new treatments and interfered with the Great Simian's Divine Plan. And anyway, who cares about 'all'? Exactly.