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Mar. 21st, 2010 11:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anankeAnd let me say:
I don't like charity. I don't like being beholden to anyone. I don't like depriving another person of a single dime of theirs (even if they have a few hundred thousand extra laying around). I DON'T LIKE CHARITY.
But I give to charity, because it makes me feel like I make a difference somehow, because it feels like the right thing to do. I don't begrudge paying taxes, even though my dollar could go a hell of a lot further without them. I don't piss on those who draw Medicaid and Social Security, because my parents are biding their time until they're eligible and can have some small amount of relief after decades of barely making ends meet, of tossing and turning nightly over how to buy groceries at the end of the week and how to deal with bad teeth without going to the dentist.
I don't like charity, but I believe this country is about charity, and it's about everyone throwing into the pot because after all, those are the concepts our nation was founded upon.
I don't know if this bill is good. I don't know if it's bad. I just know it can't be worse than what we have now. I'm sick of worrying myself sick wondering whether I or my family will have health coverage when we need it. I want to be able to change to a job that doesn't give me ulcers without the fear of losing my company bought insurance. I want to know I won't be faced with fees I can't afford for private insurance, and I want to know that I won't be denied insurance with a new company I CAN afford because of a pre-existing condition. Like cancer. That shit gets expensive after a while.
I don't give a fuck if the top tier of America's wealthiest doesn't want to pay my bills. Cry me a river. Most of them have made it to where they are on the broken backs of others. Ask THEIR employees how the benefits package looks.
In short, take your noble ethics about manning up and shove them where the sun doesn't shine. I've busted my ass since the day I was old enough to legally work and it's fucking nice to know I finally might get something beside a proverbial bullet to the head, if I need help.
And this is why I keep things shallow and fluffy.
I don't like charity. I don't like being beholden to anyone. I don't like depriving another person of a single dime of theirs (even if they have a few hundred thousand extra laying around). I DON'T LIKE CHARITY.
But I give to charity, because it makes me feel like I make a difference somehow, because it feels like the right thing to do. I don't begrudge paying taxes, even though my dollar could go a hell of a lot further without them. I don't piss on those who draw Medicaid and Social Security, because my parents are biding their time until they're eligible and can have some small amount of relief after decades of barely making ends meet, of tossing and turning nightly over how to buy groceries at the end of the week and how to deal with bad teeth without going to the dentist.
I don't like charity, but I believe this country is about charity, and it's about everyone throwing into the pot because after all, those are the concepts our nation was founded upon.
I don't know if this bill is good. I don't know if it's bad. I just know it can't be worse than what we have now. I'm sick of worrying myself sick wondering whether I or my family will have health coverage when we need it. I want to be able to change to a job that doesn't give me ulcers without the fear of losing my company bought insurance. I want to know I won't be faced with fees I can't afford for private insurance, and I want to know that I won't be denied insurance with a new company I CAN afford because of a pre-existing condition. Like cancer. That shit gets expensive after a while.
I don't give a fuck if the top tier of America's wealthiest doesn't want to pay my bills. Cry me a river. Most of them have made it to where they are on the broken backs of others. Ask THEIR employees how the benefits package looks.
In short, take your noble ethics about manning up and shove them where the sun doesn't shine. I've busted my ass since the day I was old enough to legally work and it's fucking nice to know I finally might get something beside a proverbial bullet to the head, if I need help.
And this is why I keep things shallow and fluffy.