Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Singing little songs

Somewhere....submerged in an active, yet taciturn tar pit.. back in 1998.   About two weeks after I moved into my chalet, here in Perry South, I was driving to work when I came upon my first shooting incident.   There weren't any victms, as they say here, laying down, or anywhere visible, but there was a huge police officer standing at the intersection of Perrysville and Charles Streets, with his car half blocking Charles North.  It was partially blocking yours truly, so I motored, two miles an hour, up to the gent and asked if it was okay to drive around the police car.   He smiled, oh so sweetly, and said  in sing song voice, like this was happening on stage at the Benedum, during the Broadway Series, "No, We had a shooting.  You have to put your car in reverse and go backwards, in a straight line, four blocks, then take a left and get on out of here."

Just as sweetly, and all smiles, like an angel in dark blue, with a big gun and assorted other cheery, risible weapons, he went on for a moment to explain there were spent cartirdge casings 'all over the place' he had to pick them all up, and I wasn't allowed to run over any of them, if I hadn't already.  As a result of all the good cheer I met there at that famous-for-violence corner of heaven, I went away feeling half way good about the bad news I had just heard.  A shooting.   So declasse', as the French might agree.  But a jovial cop can sure instill some good feeling at an awul crumby turn of human experience.  Maybe it was the songful way he had of delivering mighty fucking bad news.

I'd like to be as songful as that wonderful, gigantic police person while suggesting there may be some sort of freak ass divide and conquer methodology built into Obamacare.  Some folks benefit royally.  Others are getting screwed six ways till Sunday.  Thus there are two factions, one who loves the current status of health care, and the other is really, really unpleasant about the whole fucking mess.   Thus, again, it will be very hard to get the stupid system scrapped, which is the only decent way to handle a business that is 'too big to fail.'  I predict the federal government will be resorting, in one meme or other, the same excuse for bailing out the banks over a decade ago.   Too big to fail.  Maybe, for the meds biz, they are too urgently engaged in their practices to be forced into better business practices.   It will be worded one way or other, but, my crystal ball has opined that the same principle will be applied by which a corporate hell gets fed like Fido the house hold Saint Bernard.

One way of viewing the high cost of medical care is that an industry must face the same type of corporate downsizing other corporations carried off since the late 1970s.  Free market methods need to be forced into the medical economy.   Competition among providers must be enabled, or invented, if necessary.  The most forceful refrain is that the Fed has no business forcing consumers to buy health insurance.  It is something people need, and a better business model is the way to provide for it.   People who are happy with their health care might find the decency to support the rights of those who aren't.  It is possible to resist the built in divide and conquer tactic.  Be a fucking moralistic consumer.  Be a reactionary consumer, fuck it all.  It's the way to move government to the common good.

 Did I sing good?  Was I off key?  Did my suit look nice?  Fuck.







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