If you are a small business, you are very concerned about the Health Care bill. Small businesses with 50 employees or more, are particularly nervous. As we speak, small businesses all over America are scrambling to figure out how they can stay in business. Will they lay off a dozen employees and have a portion of their goods produced and services outsourced to China or India, where labor is cheap and there are no additional business contraints? Perhaps they can creatively replace an employee with technology. If the vote is 'yes' on Health Care, mark my word. The REALLY big winners are NOT the people without healthcare insurance. The really BIG winners will be China and India.
When I was growing up in the 60's, my parents didn't allow me to watch "The Munsters" for a myriad of lovely, protective and well intentioned reasons. "Too much TV will stifle your creativity; certain TV shows don't reflect our values." It seems so silly now, but I didn't argue with them. I appreciated their kind parental firmness, and promptly ignored their advice. Every Thursday, my parents would go out for the evening. My favorite babysitter Linda would arrive, get dinner instructions from my mother, and wish them an enjoyable time. My parents would head down town for a lecture at the National Geographic Society. My father in his dark suit, and white pocket handkerchief. My mother in her checkered hounds tooth Jackie Kennedy look-a-like suit, high heels, and leather gloves. I watched as the kitchen door softly closed behind them. I kneeled backwards on the pleather covered built in kitchen banket sofa, with the window facing out. I could see them backing the car onto Laconia Drive. My babysitter Linda would then ask me "What would you like to do this evening? Play a game or watch TV?"
As I turned around to signal my parents were safely down the road, Linda's eyes would sparkle. "Of course you can watch The Munsters", she'd say in a whisper, drawing her finger up to her lips in a hush of delightful shared secrecy. To this day, I don't think I have ever told my mother I watched The Munsters every Thursday night she was away.
To this day, every time I see and enjoy Paul Ryan defending my position on health care, I think of Eddie Munster.
The latest news reports are giving the current (albeit fluid) vote count at 217 for and 214 against. 216 is the magic number. One reporter stated that the argument the President appears to be making successfully is "The Republicans are going to use this against you whether you vote for it, or against it. You might as well get something out of it (insert unnecessary remark from Paris here: Do you want a ride in a nice big plane? Do want a cocktail at the White House? Do you want to play with the new toys we just put in the Rose Garden sandbox? Do you want me to pretend I'm going to focus only on your issue? Do you want this fancy present? You want them all? SURE! *Please claim your prize before 3/21/10, and note prize rules below)
The other argument being made that appears to be catching traction is "We are going to have at least 217 votes. We only need 216. You (congressman sitting on the fence) will be able to report to your district that your yes vote didn't make that big a difference, as there was one extra vote anyway, and that one wasn't yours.
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This photo has no purpose other than to share a contrast; a constrast of graceful style. Can you imagine Grace Kelly ever sticking her tongue out, in a mocking gesture? Me neither. Can you imagine ALL of the closest associates of the President sticking their tongues out for the camera? Me too.
You thought I was going to reference the similarity of Waterloo to the health care bill? No. I think it's obvious that the lesson here is men who want to be taken seriously should not engage in comb overs.