Friday, December 21, 2007
Bastard Insurance Companies: Another Angry Rant (AAR)
So instead we want some greedy bastard insurance company making these decisions instead? Check out this story. This insurance company in Philadelphia denied a girl in California a critical procedure because "there was a lack of medical evidence showing the procedure would work".
So if I follow correctly the insurance company deemed that this young girl was going to die anyways so...why fork over good money?
Who the f*** is the insurance company to decide if a procedure will work or not? My bet is that the doctor watching this girl die would be in a much better position to make that decision; not some money grubbing assholes thousands of miles away.
Folk this is wonderful invisible hand of capitalism working at its best. How could anyone continue to defend this ridiculous system?
Capitalism works great when you're selling useless crap like iPods, not so much when comes to the things people need to live (like a liver).
Monday, December 17, 2007
Lieberman Endorses McCain
Lieberman endorses McCain. When I read this my first thought was “Lieberman, what an asshole” Is he doing this just be a prick? I continued reading the article. Lieberman’s argument: “[we need] a leader who can break through the partisan gridlock," and "The status quo in
(Even as I type that I get bad taste in my mouth. Sure i respect Lieberman, but I still think he is an asshole).
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
A Rare Flower
to M.
Asleep on the soft petals of a beautiful flower
I am awakened by the buzzing of others
“What is this flower? What do you call it?” They ask.
“A flower of unmatched beauty and nourishment” Obviously
hopping flower to flower, ask:
“but is it yours?, is it your flower?”
Perplex by these odd questions,
annoyed at such a rude awakening,
I answer curtly
“This flower is no more mine
then the sun is yours” Go away.
“But, but, what do you call it?” their voices shake.
“As you call the sun what it is,
this rare flower is.
as the sun welcomes you,
this flower welcomes me.
as you do not choose the sun
I choose no other flower.
For who are we, us little bees
to pick and choose
that which gives us life?”