Saturday, October 26, 2013
THE EAGLE NEEDS HEALTHCARE
While plowing through some old papers in boxes removed from my mother-in-law's attic my wife came across an insurance company payment that itemized the reimbursement for a bill my father-in-law received for services rendered. The year was 1950. The payment stated $4.50 for one day in the hospital and $4.00 for operating room expenses. Total $8.50. Now if the payment was 80% of the actual bill, which is standard, then the hospital charge would have been $10.63. That same year a loaf of bread was fifteen cents ( $0.15).
Let's do some calculations.
Today in some stores we can get bread for $1.50 a loaf. That's 900% increase. A night in the hospital with operating room expenses will cost at least $5000 not counting doctor's fees. That is 46,937% increase. Let me say it another way. Fifty Eight Thousand Seven Hundred Twenty Four Percent.
If those statistics aren't bad enough we have an out of control congress and a president who doesn't know his butt from a base fiddle. Throw in a Supreme Court that has members who can't spell constitution let alone understand what it means, and you end up with Obamacare that will make the 46,937% look like a good deal.
If you aren't old enough to remember the good times then it is probably easier for you. For the rest of us it is painful to witness the destruction of our country.
So, maybe the truth is, it's not the folks that need healthcare it's the Eagle.
Kershaw Getty
MY FEMININE SIDE
I've always resisted the touchy feely movement of the sixties when men were told to reach deeply into themselves and get in touch with their feminine side. Now don't misunderstand, I can make formula, change a diaper or feel for the downtrodden with the best of them, but not in a "ahh" slobbering gooshy way. The same goes for chic flix where nothing can be accomplished without at least a gallon of tears. However, the other day I think I found my feminine side.
While watching a documentary about our founding era I found myself becoming saddened at , not what I was watching, but rather at what our country has become.
The founders pledged their "lives, fortunes and sacred honor" to forge out of tyranny the greatest county the world had ever seen and is likely to ever see. What, I am sure, they never expected was for this great endeavor to become what we have today. As I watched the screen I realized I was no longer engaged in what the commentator was saying, rather I was looking blankly at the TV and reflecting on my youth and the overwhelming pride I had when I thought of one day serving my country.
So, in my reflections I had to ask, where is the pledge to sacrifice, if necessary, our lives? Where is the willingness to give our money to a just cause or risk it in the fight for freedom? Where is our sacred honor?
We have in Barack Obama a man with no honor and no interest in the real America, a congress that is clueless and an electorate that can't discern the truth from a con job. The founders would revolt and another revolution would ensue.
A revolution with arms is not advisable, however, a revolution at the voting booth is essential.
Kershaw Getty
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