Hello everyone. Crow here again and I hope you'll excuse susan's absence today but she's buried in a novel and refuses to come out until things are a little less strange in the real world. Speaking of that I fell down a rabbit hole myself this past week and thought I'd report an odd conversation I found myself involved in:
`No room! No room!' they cried out when they saw me coming. `There's plenty of room!' I said indignantly, and sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table. `
Have some health care,' the Mad Hatter said in an encouraging tone.
I looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. `I don't see any health care,' I remarked.
`There isn't any,' said the Mad Hatter.
`Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it,' I said angrily.
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he said was, `Why is a Crow like a writing-desk?'
You see, whether there are Mad Tea Partiers or not it seems to me the essential problem everyone should be focused on is the fact a law has been passed saying everyone must (obligatory, required, necessary, compulsory, mandatory) purchase health care insurance. This is not unlike the government passing a law to say that all children must be educated but not providing a public school system. It's also true that as soon as the new law appeared likely to be passed private equity funds began investing in and buying up American hospitals and health care institutions. They're already talking about turning these facilities into for profit ventures - a frightening concept.
Many people throughout history have taken politicians to task for actions that have not been entirely in society’s best interest. The reasons for this become clearer when one realizes that even in modern democracies, these leaders do not benefit the lives of the average person. Instead, they maintain their preferential positions in the established order. But rather than hearing that people are angry about the back room deals made with medical insurance companies and big pharma we're treated to the incoherent nonsense preferred by the major media corporations.
`Have you guessed the riddle yet?' the Hatter said, turning to me again.
`No, I give it up,' I replied: `what's the answer?'
`I haven't the slightest idea,' said the Hatter.
I sighed wearily.`I think you might do something better with the time,' I said, `than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.’
Perhaps susan had the best idea after all. I'm going to pour myself some Remy Martin and have a look through her bookshelf.
(Apologies to Lewis Carroll, John Tenniel and Johnny Depp)