I’ve noticed lately that many folks are fussin and fighting over proposed changes to our country’s Health Care System, including a potential FED takover that would result in murdering my GRANDPARENTS and your BABIES. Not one to look too deeply into things, I’ll take these statements as facts and stand firmly in opposition to any proposed socialistic manipulation of the status quo.
This issue, though, has layers, like an onion (Oh, Shrek! What a hoot – that Donkey just doesn’t understand some things!). Peel away the flim-flammy skin of this nationalization effort and you’ll find that the commy monster is already alive and well, right under the folds of our fat bellies! I’m speaking, of course, of MEDICARE, the first salvo in the war to make Americans stand in line for toilet paper and live in apartments where the grey paint peels faithlessly from the walls. That salvo was fired at our freedoms forty years ago, and those goddamn hippies just lapped it up between bong hits.
Continue reading Medicare? No Thanks, You Filthy Commy Terrorist!
