Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Best Description of ObamaCare

I was in my neighborhood restaurant this morning and
was seated behind a group of jubilant individuals celebrating the successful
passing of the recent health care bill. I could not finish my breakfast. This
is what ensued:


They were a diverse group of several races and both sexes. I
heard the young man exclaim, Isnt Obama like Jesus Christ? I mean, after all,
he is healing the sick. The young woman enthusiastically proclaimed, Yeah,
and he does it for free. I cannot believe anyone would think that a free market
would work for health care.. They are all crooks and thieves and dont deserve
all of that money. Another said, The stupid Republicans want us all to starve
to death so they can inherit all of the power. Obama should be made a Saint for
what he did for those of us less fortunate. At this, I had had enough.


I arose from my seat, mustering all the restraint I could
find, and approached their table. Please excuse me; may I impose upon you for
one moment? They smiled and welcomed me to the conversation. I stood at the
end of their table, smiled as best I could and began an experiment.


I would like to give one of you my house. It will cost you
no money and I will pay all of the expenses and taxes for as long as you live
there. Anyone interested? They looked at each other in astonishment. Why
would you do something like that? asked a young man, There isnt anything for
free in this world. They began to laugh at me, as they did not realize this
man had just made my point. I am serious, I will give you my house for free,
no money what so ever. Anyone interested? In unison, a resounding Hell Yeah
fills the room.


Since there are too many of you, I will have to make a
choice as to who receives this money free bargain. I noticed an elderly couple
was paying attention to the spectacle unfolding before their eyes, the old man
shaking his head in apparent disgust. I tell you what; I will give it to the
one of you most willing to obey my rules. Again, they looked at one another,
an expression of bewilderment on their faces. The perky young woman asked,
What are the rules? I smiled and said, I dont know. I have not yet defined
them. However, it is a free home that I offer you. They giggled amongst
themselves, the youngest of which said, What an old coot. He must be crazy to
give away his home. Go take your meds, old man. I smiled and leaned into the
table a bit further. I am serious, this is a legitimate offer. They gaped at
me for a moment.


Hell, Ill take it you old fool. Where are the keys?
boasted the youngest among them. Then I presume you accept ALL of my terms
then? I asked. The elderly couple seemed amused and entertained as they
watched from the privacy of their table. Oh hell yeah! Where do I sign up? I
took a napkin and wrote, I give this man my home, without the burden of
financial obligation, so long as he accepts and abides by the terms that I
shall set forth upon consummation of this transaction. I signed it and handed it
to the young man who eagerly scratched out his signature. Where are the keys
to my new house? he asked in a mocking tone of voice. All eyes were upon us as
I stepped back from the table, pulling the keys from pocket and dangling them
before the excited new homeowner.


Now that we have entered into this binding contract,
witnessed by all of your friends, I have decided upon the conditions you are
obligated to adhere from this point forward. You may only live in the house for
one hour a day. You will not use anything inside of the home. You will obey me
without question or resistance. I expect complete loyalty and admiration for
this gift I bestow upon you. You will accept my commands and wishes with
enthusiasm, no matter the nature. Your morals and principles shall be as mine.
You will vote as I do, think as I do and do it with blind faith. These are my
terms. Here are your keys. I reached the keys forward and the young man looked
at me dumb founded.


Are you out of your freaking mind? Who would ever agree to
those ridiculous terms? the young man appeared irritated. You did when you
signed this contract before reading it, understanding it and with the full
knowledge that I would provide my conditions only after you committed to the
agreement. Was all I said. The elderly man chuckled as his wife tried to
restrain him. I was looking at a now silenced and bewildered group of people.
You can shove that stupid deal up youre a** old man, I want no part of it
exclaimed the now infuriated young man. You have committed to the contract, as
witnessed by all of your friends; you cannot get out of the deal unless I agree
to it. I do not intend to let you free now that I have you ensnared. I am the
power you agreed to. I am the one you blindly and without thought chose to
enslave yourself to. In short, I am your Master. At this, the table of
celebrating individuals became a unified group against the unfairness of the
deal.


After a few moments of unrepeatable comments and slurs, I
revealed my true intent. What I did to you is what this administration and
congress did to you with the health care legislation. I easily suckered you in
and then revealed the real cost of the bargain. Your folly was in the belief
that you can have something you did not earn; that you are entitled to that
which you did not earn; that you willingly allowed someone else to think for
you. Your failure to research, study and inform yourself permitted reason to
escape you. You have entered into a trap from which you cannot flee. Your only
chance of freedom is if your new Master gives it unto you. A freedom that is
given can also be taken away; therefore, it is not freedom. With that, I tore
up the napkin and placed it before the astonished young man. This is the
nature of your new health care legislation.


I turned away to leave these few in thought and
contemplation and was surprised by applause. The elderly gentleman, who was
clearly entertained, shook my hand enthusiastically and said, Thank you Sir,
these kids dont understand Liberty these days. He refused to allow me to pay
my bill as he said, You earned this one, it is an honor to pickup the tab. I
shook his hand in thanks, leaving the restaurant somewhat humbled, and sensing
a glimmer of hope for my beloved country.


Use reason, it is the closest you are going to get to Godly
conduct.



      




JUDGEMENT DAY
2 NOVEMBER 2010
ReCycle Congress
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