Here’s an article on where it all came from that, IMHO, puts the genesis of the deficit right where it belongs: with Bush administration policies.
Nevertheless here’s the real bottom line: It really doesn’t matter where it started. We, the people, and by extension our representatives, need to stop arguing along DIVISIVE party lines and start FIXING the problem, for “the common good.”
I’m getting really cranky with all of the talk — or should I say conjecture, misinformation and fear-mongering, lobbying, pandering etc. — that’s going on around the issue of health care reform.
Got an email today from (I’m assuming) a well-intentioned friend. The You Tube video it led me to pointed out, among other things, that “someone sitting behind a desk in Washingtonwill soon decide if your mother or grandmother can get medical treatment for Alzhiemer’s.”
Call me crazy, but to me this infers that potentially important decisions about my future medical care options will be decided by a panel of non-medically trained Washingtonians who are probably in a hurry to leave town for vacation.
(Supreme irony??? )
NOTE to REP. SCOTT GARRETT (R,NJ); FRANK LAUTENBERG (D,NJ), ROBERT MENEDEZ (D, NJ), et al: How about all you hard-working representatives and senators do the job you were elected (in some cases, not by me) to do – represent me!
And here’s how I’d like you to do that:
WORK TOGETHER (Do any of you recall attending kindergarten …where you were supposed to have learned this? ) to author a bill that actually helps the American people improve their quality of life and the quality of their health care.
Quit pandering to special interests. And don’t use fear. Or bait me with half truths, outright lies or with statements that twist the intent of the reform into pretzels.
JUST GET TO WORK AND FINISH a bill.
And then VOTE on it.
And don’t take your damn vacation until you do your damn job!
Well now, we do seem to need laws to keep from us shooting each other, from sticking each other with knives, abandoning our spouses and children at the mall, and driving through red lights, not to mention about six zillion other potentially stupid human tricks.
Or, is it that we need an effective tool to punish those who text while driving?
My suggestion: forget the fine. A driving-texting offender will be prohibited from owning a cell phone, crackberry or any other form of PED, existing or to be invented, for up to ten years, until his/her brain finishes maturing sufficiently to realize TEXTING AND DRIVING DON’T EVER MIX. (This applies if the driver is 16 or 96.)
Please …tell me that you DON’T EVER TEXT WHILE DRIVING? (Reported stats say 20% of drivers DO!)
“The album demonstrates that regardless of our religion, race, gender, or political views we can unite through music.”
And despite the fact that I am on self-imposed knitting supplies- shoe- handbag etc.- purchasing probation, I am planning to purchase a CD for myself and a few more for gifts so I can support this international peace work of building schools to teach music.
It’s not bad enough around here these days, what with all the incessant gloom and doom about the economy dragging us down. To top things off, it now looks like you can’t buy a decent pair of shoes this spring… even if you do have the money. Macy’s, Barney’s, Bloomie’s, Shoebuy–makes no difference. They’re all participating.
In what appears to be a random act of terrorism, (or is it misogyny?) someone drugged, hypnotized or clubbed the collective creative shoe design genius of the world. And now it seems, as a result of that heinous act, the shoe creators have all, as if of one mind, decided that 2009 must be the year of the really ugly shoe.
Have you noticed them? Fringed, ankle-high, platform-soled boots… with the toes cut out? They look like something Cro-magnon Man’s mom would have fashioned from a woolly mammoth hide. Or what was left of the last Christian after the lion returned to his den. Read the rest of this entry »
Today I stumbled on Barack Obama’s transition web site where “we the people” are invited to fill out a form so that we can detail our vision for America in the future.
I must admit that the cynic in me pushed immediately to the foreground, mumbling under her breath, “What the …? He doesn’t have any ideas of his own… so he’s asking us? Uh-oh … not good. Didn’t he just get elected because he’s supposed to be the smart one?”
But I give her a cup of coffee, push her into a chair and tell her to be quiet. And the hopeful me marvels joyously, giddily even, at this apparent fact: Read the rest of this entry »
