In today’s Wall Street Journal, Edie Littlefield Sundby chronicles her struggle to survive Stage 4 gallbladder cancer.
ObamaCare has just cut Ms. Sundby’s private insurance, making her fight to stay alive that much harder.
As if that weren’t bad enough, ObamaCare has cut her off from her team of medical specialists. That’s right — the doctors who treated her until now are off-limits.
No doubt, the radical leftists who are the Democrat party (there are no moderate Democrats; it is a party of crypto- and not-so-crypto-Marxists/socialists) will inform Ms. Sundby that the “new ObamaCare insurance” is far superior to her “old, sub-standard plan.” All she has to do is go to healthcare.gov, flip through the various plans, choose one, and then sign on the (virtual) dotted line.
Ms. Sundby already explored the government’s new plans, and they are — take a deep breath, folks — 40 to 50 percent more expensive than her current plan.
But according to Democrats, Ms. Sundby is stupid. And wrong.
She is too stupid to choose her own insurance, too dumb to understand that some random government bureaucracy — think the DMV, only bigger and nastier — can do a much better job of choosing her health insurance for her.
And Ms. Sundby is wrong not to jump for joy at the new choices being forced on her by the oh-so-compassionate Democrats.
It is true that these mandated plans are outrageously expensive.
But the reason they are costly is that they cover so very much, including (but not limited to) abortion, obesity, anorexia, smoker’s cough and restless leg syndrome. Let’s not forget addictions to crack, meth, heroin, gambling, porn, and the most vital medical procedure in the universe, according to the Democrat party: transgender surgery — men to women, women to men, whatever to whatever.
Ms. Sundby is just wrong not to appreciate this fab-u-lous coverage.
Democrats tell us that she’s just being selfish by focusing on her fight to stay alive. As a good citizen of the world, Ms. Sundby should worry about — and gladly pay for — all those oppressed women who attend Yale and Harvard and can’t pay for their own birth control.
And let’s not forget the 76-year-old Hollywood executive who’s just arranged a screen test for a 23-year-old beauty queen from Arkansas. He desperately needs a few hits of Viagra to seal the deal. Your Obamacare taxes are paying for old Mr. Hollywood’s shtup. Isn’t that just great?
It goes without saying that Ms. Sundby is racist because any policy disagreement with Obama is racism. Or something.
It takes a village. Unfortunately, that village is in North Korea.
It can’t happen here.
But it is happening.
The step-by-step regulatory state is in action. Your shower-head is illegal. So is your toilet. That big flush is a crime. The size of your soda is immoral and criminal. There’s too much salt in your French fries. Oh, wait — French fries are evil. Don’t eat them. Don’t even look at them. You know what? Don’t even think about them.
Just go to the ObamaCare website, and we will reeducate you.
Oh, wait — don’t go to the website. At least not this week. It’s rebuilding itself with a tech surge. Which is a lot like the shovel-ready jobs that never existed except in Obama’s fevered imagination. Yes, the tech A-team is in place. Unfortunately, the A-team is the same D-team that was originally contracted in a zillion-dollar no-bid contract. But hey — A, B, C… it’s all the same in the post-modern construct.
So pick up the phone and call our government navigators. And if you like your navigator, you will get to keep your navigator.
The navigators will tell you how to get a really cool abortion. Or how to vote even though you’re dead, or a non-U.S. citizen from Upper Volta who can’t speak a word of English. Or you’ll learn how to get welfare, food stamps, and a multimillion-dollar green contract with HUD to build enviroslums on the outskirts of the Democrat necropolis of Detroit.
Or you could try the U.S. mail.
Or maybe not. The U.S. Postal Service is losing 25 million dollars a day. Maybe they’re not the go-to people when you have Stage 4 cancer.
Here’s the thing: it comes down to trust. Trust Obama. Trust the Democrats. They care. They really do. You know how we know? Because they tell us. Endlessly. And they would never lie.