Saturday, August 22, 2009
No-Cost Health Care
Remote Areas Medical Foundation (RAMF) http://www.ramusa.org/, "Pioneers of No-Cost Health Care" is an all-volunteer non-profit medical group (based in TN) who serve remote underpopulated areas of the USA. This time they have set up massive free clinics in major cities (like L.A. & DC) to show that major urban USA is as badly off as Appalachia, a brilliant political stroke by some dramatic genius high up in RAMF who apparently realized they had the means to produce this great public drama at this time & did it to shame the American Heartland. A doctor went to one of these RAMF clinics 50 miles from where he grew up & was ashamed to find people just like those he grew up with desperately standing in long lines for dental work & a wide range of medical procedures, & was interviewed on national TV about what it did to him to see this; generally, Americans can't bear being ashamed; he was.
Sound nite'S Sleep
A sound nite's sleep is either the
cheapest or least affordable cure
for what ails us here in the USA.
Health Care here is no longer truly
affordable in any sane sense, though
desperately needed by everyone, &
the only certain employer nowadays.
Thank you, Remote Area Medical
Foundation for rescuing us alive.
(22 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)v2
cheapest or least affordable cure
for what ails us here in the USA.
Health Care here is no longer truly
affordable in any sane sense, though
desperately needed by everyone, &
the only certain employer nowadays.
Thank you, Remote Area Medical
Foundation for rescuing us alive.
(22 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)v2
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Battle over Health Care
The conservative
health care plan:
undermine any
Democrat plan
for all Americans
to have affordable
health care,
then scare
older people
by making it
be imagined that
older Americans
will be euthanized
when they become
sick & disabled.
- Ginny Beecher Zeitman
(20 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)
health care plan:
undermine any
Democrat plan
for all Americans
to have affordable
health care,
then scare
older people
by making it
be imagined that
older Americans
will be euthanized
when they become
sick & disabled.
- Ginny Beecher Zeitman
(20 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Fearing Any Fear
Kenneth Fearing
feared denunciation.
Fearing fear, we fear
anything fearable.
We fear taxes, fearing
we’ll never be able
to afford them now
Obama’s spending
trillions, forgetting
Dubya did for years.
Republicans want you
to forget all that; they
want you to fear any
spending: fear Any.
(19 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)v2
feared denunciation.
Fearing fear, we fear
anything fearable.
We fear taxes, fearing
we’ll never be able
to afford them now
Obama’s spending
trillions, forgetting
Dubya did for years.
Republicans want you
to forget all that; they
want you to fear any
spending: fear Any.
(19 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)v2
Monday, August 17, 2009
"Wooden You?"
“Wooden You”
{a wooden dialog, after Carlo (Lorenzini) Collodi, 1883}
Geppetto: Pinocchio, my dear wooden Son,
you need fixin’ but my hands hurt too much.
Pinocchio: Soak them in clear water, Father.
Geppetto: I have, my wooden Son, I have,
but they still hurt, I cannot grip my knife.
Pinocchio: Who else can fix me, Father?
Who else can carve me as well as you can?
Geppetto: Any, who have knives & skill.
There are many skillful wood-doctors.
Pinocchio: Well, where are they, Father?
Bring me to them, or bring them to me.
Geppetto: It is not so simple my wooden Son.
Wooden insurance is needed to make it work.
Pinocchio: Then say those words, my Father,
& They will do it. You are their master, Father.
Geppetto: I wish I was, my one wooden Son;
I must choose among them & I am confused.
What does 'Public Option' mean? 'Single Payer'?
At the Coperativa, there is no wood-doctor.
Pinocchio: Father, somebody can explain
each of them to you so you will understand.
Geppetto: Who? I have no telephone. Besides,
Parlo solo Toscano, no capicce Talianno.
Pinocchio: How do I speak to you, my Father?
Geppetto: I do not know, my one wooden Son.
We just say what we have to say, somehow.
Pinocchio: Then think wooden Thoughts, Father.
Think wooden Thoughts & They well hear you.
Geppetto: I am thinking them, my dear Son.
I cannot fix you all by myself. I need help.
Please help me, o, skillful wooden-doctors.
Wooden Doctors: We are listening to you,
Geppetto, we hear your wooden thoughts.
Geppetto: Thank you, listening wooden doctors.
I need your skills to repair my wooden son.
Wooden Doctors: Are you covered, Geppetto?
What kind of wooden coverage do you have?
Geppetto: I have clothing of cloth & leather;
my wooden covering is my wooden roof.
Wooden Doctors: You do not undertand us,
Geppetto. Covering is wooden insurance.
Geppetto: I only need wooden insurance for
Pinnochio, my only wooden son, not myself.
Wooden Doctors: You both need wooden
insurance for us 2help you, Geppetto:
for us 2talk2 you & for us 2fix your son.
Geppetto: How do I get wooden insurance?
What do I do? Where do I go? Who do I see?
Wooden Doctors: You are doing it now, but
you alone must choose the type of coverage.
Geppetto: I do not understand this coverage.
What does it cover? My head? My hands?
Wooden Doctors: Your hands, because you
are a self-employed wood-carver, Geppetto.
Just your hands. They are what hurt you now.
Geppetto: Yes, they hurt me so much I cannot carve.
Wooden Doctors: Do you have Workmen’s Comp?
Geppetto: No, I work alone, I have no workmen.
Wooden Doctors: Then we cannot help you. We
cannot fix your hands to fix your wooden son.
That would make you a wooden doctor like us.
Geppetto: But you are skillful wooden doctors!
Wooden Doctors: Yes, we are, but we follow
the rules set by whatever coverage you have.
You have no coverage, so we follow no rules.
Geppetto: All men follow rules. I have a Rule
there on my workbench & I follow it carefully.
Wooden Doctors: We follow rules of practice,
If we do not, we could be sued for malpractice.
Geppetto: But you practiced for many years!
Questa mala fortuna has now befallen you?
Wooden Doctors: Health care reform, with
many new options, will soon re-regulate us.
We fear what it may do to our wooden skills.
(We should not be talking to you about this.)
Geppetto: Wait, please, skillful wooden doctors;
Do not fear talking to me; I try to understand.
I do not cause your mala fortuna malpractice.
I am a humble woodcarver. My hands hurt. My son…
Wooden Doctors: We do not want to hear any more
about your wooden son until you choose a health plan.
A wooden health plan for him, not you. Yours must
be a human flesh & blood health plan. For your hands.
Geppetto: [weeping] My hands are my only skill.
My hands have made my wooden son. My hands
are my only hope! [raising them towards the ceiling.]
[End of Scene 1. Wooden curtain descends.]
(18 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)v5
{a wooden dialog, after Carlo (Lorenzini) Collodi, 1883}
Geppetto: Pinocchio, my dear wooden Son,
you need fixin’ but my hands hurt too much.
Pinocchio: Soak them in clear water, Father.
Geppetto: I have, my wooden Son, I have,
but they still hurt, I cannot grip my knife.
Pinocchio: Who else can fix me, Father?
Who else can carve me as well as you can?
Geppetto: Any, who have knives & skill.
There are many skillful wood-doctors.
Pinocchio: Well, where are they, Father?
Bring me to them, or bring them to me.
Geppetto: It is not so simple my wooden Son.
Wooden insurance is needed to make it work.
Pinocchio: Then say those words, my Father,
& They will do it. You are their master, Father.
Geppetto: I wish I was, my one wooden Son;
I must choose among them & I am confused.
What does 'Public Option' mean? 'Single Payer'?
At the Coperativa, there is no wood-doctor.
Pinocchio: Father, somebody can explain
each of them to you so you will understand.
Geppetto: Who? I have no telephone. Besides,
Parlo solo Toscano, no capicce Talianno.
Pinocchio: How do I speak to you, my Father?
Geppetto: I do not know, my one wooden Son.
We just say what we have to say, somehow.
Pinocchio: Then think wooden Thoughts, Father.
Think wooden Thoughts & They well hear you.
Geppetto: I am thinking them, my dear Son.
I cannot fix you all by myself. I need help.
Please help me, o, skillful wooden-doctors.
Wooden Doctors: We are listening to you,
Geppetto, we hear your wooden thoughts.
Geppetto: Thank you, listening wooden doctors.
I need your skills to repair my wooden son.
Wooden Doctors: Are you covered, Geppetto?
What kind of wooden coverage do you have?
Geppetto: I have clothing of cloth & leather;
my wooden covering is my wooden roof.
Wooden Doctors: You do not undertand us,
Geppetto. Covering is wooden insurance.
Geppetto: I only need wooden insurance for
Pinnochio, my only wooden son, not myself.
Wooden Doctors: You both need wooden
insurance for us 2help you, Geppetto:
for us 2talk2 you & for us 2fix your son.
Geppetto: How do I get wooden insurance?
What do I do? Where do I go? Who do I see?
Wooden Doctors: You are doing it now, but
you alone must choose the type of coverage.
Geppetto: I do not understand this coverage.
What does it cover? My head? My hands?
Wooden Doctors: Your hands, because you
are a self-employed wood-carver, Geppetto.
Just your hands. They are what hurt you now.
Geppetto: Yes, they hurt me so much I cannot carve.
Wooden Doctors: Do you have Workmen’s Comp?
Geppetto: No, I work alone, I have no workmen.
Wooden Doctors: Then we cannot help you. We
cannot fix your hands to fix your wooden son.
That would make you a wooden doctor like us.
Geppetto: But you are skillful wooden doctors!
Wooden Doctors: Yes, we are, but we follow
the rules set by whatever coverage you have.
You have no coverage, so we follow no rules.
Geppetto: All men follow rules. I have a Rule
there on my workbench & I follow it carefully.
Wooden Doctors: We follow rules of practice,
If we do not, we could be sued for malpractice.
Geppetto: But you practiced for many years!
Questa mala fortuna has now befallen you?
Wooden Doctors: Health care reform, with
many new options, will soon re-regulate us.
We fear what it may do to our wooden skills.
(We should not be talking to you about this.)
Geppetto: Wait, please, skillful wooden doctors;
Do not fear talking to me; I try to understand.
I do not cause your mala fortuna malpractice.
I am a humble woodcarver. My hands hurt. My son…
Wooden Doctors: We do not want to hear any more
about your wooden son until you choose a health plan.
A wooden health plan for him, not you. Yours must
be a human flesh & blood health plan. For your hands.
Geppetto: [weeping] My hands are my only skill.
My hands have made my wooden son. My hands
are my only hope! [raising them towards the ceiling.]
[End of Scene 1. Wooden curtain descends.]
(18 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)v5
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Pissing Blood
Pissing blood in rage,
a GOP-agitated citizen slips
on his blood pooling up
on the hardwood floor
of a high-school gymnasium
in the flyover-heartland while
standing to rave at a D-politician.
His face reddens, his eyes
bloodshoot, bloodpressure
skyrockets; his GOP script:
‘Abortion leads to euthanasia
under diabolical Public Option.’
falls to the floor; he stammers:
“The gub-mint wants to kill us!”
soaking in his own blood; an
ambulance 911’d from a local
VA hospital takes him away...
(13 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)v3
a GOP-agitated citizen slips
on his blood pooling up
on the hardwood floor
of a high-school gymnasium
in the flyover-heartland while
standing to rave at a D-politician.
His face reddens, his eyes
bloodshoot, bloodpressure
skyrockets; his GOP script:
‘Abortion leads to euthanasia
under diabolical Public Option.’
falls to the floor; he stammers:
“The gub-mint wants to kill us!”
soaking in his own blood; an
ambulance 911’d from a local
VA hospital takes him away...
(13 AUG 09, Santa Clara CA)v3
CHENEY stingz Dubya
Vexed by his having flexed for Dubya
while VPOTUS, CHENEY’s memoirs
sting Dubya as ‘an ordinary politician’
for having ignored CHENEY’S advice;
blind-sided by a late-changing Dubya,
CHENEY, freed now to speak on then,
stingz Dubya as unworthy of CHENEY’S
piercing perceptionz, steel-jacketed in-
iatives, steely rezolve, abzolute goalz.
(13 AUG 08, Santa Clara CA)v3
while VPOTUS, CHENEY’s memoirs
sting Dubya as ‘an ordinary politician’
for having ignored CHENEY’S advice;
blind-sided by a late-changing Dubya,
CHENEY, freed now to speak on then,
stingz Dubya as unworthy of CHENEY’S
piercing perceptionz, steel-jacketed in-
iatives, steely rezolve, abzolute goalz.
(13 AUG 08, Santa Clara CA)v3
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