Plus, I figured — if you’re gonna watch the health care debate, it doesn’t hurt to be a little sauced.
So. To clarify up front, I’m only half-smart. I fade in and out. I do my best with the limited means inside my skull. Plus, I’m still sipping my coffee, so for all I know, I’m writing in clicks and burbled coos over here. Bear with me. But here are my thoughts, in no cogent order, on the health care speech last night by Senor Presidente, Barack Obama.
Now, Obama’s good with the speeches. We know this. Maybe he speechifies too much. But, last night felt like an energized, commanding president. A guy who, as I’d hoped to see, had his balls out on the table. Just as Stella got her groove back, Obama got his testes back.
Let’s talk about Obama’s balls for a minute.
I bet they’re lovely. I bet they look like Cadbury Eggs.
Wait, shit, no, I mean metaphorically.
Obama was clear and forthright. That’s part of it, where — in the paraphrased words of Bill Moyers — he was speaking to the hearts and minds of the people as a leader rather than as a policy wonk talking nuance to Washington.
But, he also demanded that they smell what Barack is cooking. He called out some of the more potent lies, and he called them lies, deceptions, and misinformation (though really, it’s disinformation). He said that, in the coming weeks, if more lies gain traction, he’ll call out the liars — something that I think we all want done. Someone lies, get on the horn. Name them. Shame them. Put their faces on a Totem Pole of Public Humiliation.
So, all that is good. I like all that.
He was also very clear about how the system is an utter crap-nest right now, and how the status quo is not acceptable.
Good. Yes. Right on.
He stayed cool and unflappable when the Republicans got all bitchy in the back like a bunch of snotty cheerleaders (oh, did you watch Glee last night? You should’ve. It’s awesome). Of course, right there, I woulda liked him to call some of those rude fuckers out then and there, right on the floor — let’s get to the public shaming, dude. It’s the one time where you think, “Man, if someone did that to McCain, that cranky old bastard would’ve hurried over there and karate chopped them with his busted slot machine arm. Kapow!” But, y’know, I’ll take it, because now Obama looks like a gentlemen, and the GOP look like a gaggle of ill-mannered fuckwits.
Oh, speaking of those fuckwits.
Joe Wilson, as Salon notes, wasn’t the only turd waffle there last night (sorry, I overheard “turd waffles” at Target last night; had to use it). Read to the end, and you’ll also see that therein lies a really good way of showing him what-for. Yes, writing him clear missives will help. But you can also fund the election campaign of his opponent. Ta-da! Literally, vote with your dollar.
So, GOP, way to impress. Poo-throwing chimps of the world, unite.
And, by the way, despite my ragging on the Repubs, I sometimes lean fiscally conservative while going socially liberal. The idea there is reasonable. The GOP hasn’t been the party of fiscal conservatives for a long time, though. Not since Reagan. Obama, at present, is more fiscally conservative than a lot of the currently-installed Republicans, so chew on that and swallow.
Anyway. Back to the speech.
Obama did good. Mostly.
Some parts, maybe not so much.
I can’t get a read on his speech as to what the public option even is anymore. Listen, I’d rather have health reform that cuts insurance and the industry down to size without a public option if the only other solution is do sit on our asses and do nothing. Is the public option critical? Not technically. But it’s kind of morally critical, isn’t it?
Then comes the second problem with the speech — yes, health care for all is morally critical, which is apparently why it’ll be mandatory to have health care. Except, outside the shakily-conceived and outlined public option, this has to mean people getting fined for not having health care. Right? Am I misreading? Which is a conundrum on par with, “I got fined for not having money in my bank account.” Really, that’s what it is. It’s charging people money for not having money. Which makes negative sense.
Now, yes, Obama said it’ll be mandatory for all those who can afford it. So, once more, without details, we’re left flapping in the wind. I understand the mandatory part. The system is genuinely bogged by those without health care, and it is a financial drain on all. My wife works in the health care industry. That it bogs the system is a fact. That it costs us all is a fact. And hey, mandatory auto insurance is a good thing. I believe that. But one’s car and one’s body are different things. I can choose not to have a car and save costs. And right now, auto insurance is represented by a vibrant marketplace. Health insurance isn’t (though it’s “part of the plan”). More details, por favor.
[Edit: I favor a public option, but here is a thought against it, since I like playing Devil’s Advocate sometimes. I am not so cynical as to suggest the government is incapable of running social programs. I am cynical enough to suggest that a “Whisper Down The Lane” effect can happen over the course of multiple administrations. Social Security and Medicare are two programs worth supporting, but neither are in particularly firm shape at present. The government is good at running social programs in the short term, but it kicks problems down the road.]
Obama called out Geisinger in central Pennsylvania as a model worth emulating.
Let’s hope not.
I won’t name names lest I invoke legal wrath, but let’s just go ahead and say that my father, in coming back from Colorado, lived in central Pennsylvania. Let’s just say the health care he got there was less than stellar. Maybe, just maybe, he’d see a dozen different doctors with poor English-speaking skills who were not communicating with one another. Could be that they would fill his body with mind- and body-numbing painkillers and then tell him important medical details, which he’d promptly forget because he couldn’t remember if he’d just drank a glass of orange juice much less any complicated medical information that just passed through his head. And, in case you’re just getting caught up, my father has moved on to his Happy Hunting Ground.
The unnamed-health-care-in-central-PA (which may or may not rhyme with Fleisinger) is known for cookie cutter medicine. Sounds good from a cost-cutting perspective, until you realize that health care is not always an easy prescription, and that human health is not easily accommodated by cookie cutter solutions, and is better attacked from nuanced, specialized care.
So, hopefully that’s not actually the model we’re seeking to emulate.
Because if it is, we’d all better make sure our life insurance policies and our living wills are up to date.