“Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry, ‘Hold, hold!'”
The fell deed is done. In today’s Wall Street Journal, Kimberly Strassel gives us a peep beneath the blanket.
“Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men,
As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,
Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves are clept
All by the name of dogs.”
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A brief but telling summary by Charles Murray, here:
http://blog.american.com/?p=11593
He ends with these gloomy words:
“This morning, unlike any other day in my life, I feel like I am living in an occupied country.”
Yes, it’s a dark day…
Not so. A great day for America.
‘One eyed man”, you’re not Gordon Brown in disguise, are you?
No, I’m much better looking than he is.
But everyone is better looking that he is – even me – and I’m really ugly!
Time will tell, Pete.
I see how social security has made individuals more reliant on the gov’t and less so on their families. In the old days, if you didn’t save for your retirement, or if you got disabled, you moved back to the family farm and hunkered down. Now, the gov’t has taken over that role and is sending out checks.
That comparison can’t be made with healthcare. If you get in trouble “medically” these days, you will be treated/stabilized and released. Hospitals can’t refuse you. You will owe a lot of money. How is that going to take away from something the family unit used to provide?
Relating to current healthcare, if you happen to be a self-employed schmoe such as myself & wife, you are heavily disencintivized to breed in the state of California whereas the way health insurance is set up in NYC, you get the most bang for your buck if you breed like rabbits. It’s those unintended consequences that make government policies so fun.
Well, the poetry is good, anyway.