Helping Those Who Don’t Want Your Kind Of Help
President Obama has convinced the media (Boy, was that
difficult!) and most of the rest of his constituency that Obamacare is the
greatest thing for the poor since sliced bread.
Is he—and the poor, plus the media—in for a surprise!
Because of the generosity of American taxpayers; not
President Obama, not a Progressive Senate, not Progressives in any capacity,
the poor have health insurance. No
longer are they second class citizens—like seniors on Medicare—they are now
full-fledged participants in a health insurance that includes all the bells and
whistles that nobody in his right mind would pay for out of his own pocket; things
of which they have seldom heard, let alone used.
But all this did not come without problems. You see, if you are poor and uninsured now
and you or your child gets sick, all you have to do is go to the Emergency Room
of a nearby hospital. There, they must
treat you or your child, even if you have no money to pay for that treatment. Some who utilize this option complain about
having to wait so long in the E R, but the fear of being reported to DHS drives
doctors and nurses to treat indigent patients as quickly as possible.
Very soon, those indigents will have better insurance than I
will ever again be able to afford.
Problem is, they will then be expected to call a doctor, get an
appointment and perhaps wait a day or two to see the doctor--just like the rest
of those insured. Let me see a show of
hands of those who believe that a majority of these newly insured are going to like
and abide by the rules that the rest of us must play by. Why should they? They have always been able to go to the E R
and see a doctor right now—today! Who
cares if it is the most expensive way to administer health care (after all, E
Rs are designed to treat emergencies!)
that exists? It still doesn’t cost the
indigent a single penny.
The poor are going to receive the news that they now have
insurance like the Montanan who got a phone call informing him that as a result
of his entry in a contest, he was to be awarded a two-week, all-expense-paid
vacation in North Dakota. The phone was
quiet for long moments, after which the Montanan asked, “Did I win or lose?”
You would probably have to have lived in one of those two
states to appreciate the friendly rivalry between them.
