Monday, November 11, 2013

The Unaffordable Care Act

It’s been 42 days since the website for Obamacare went live on October 1st.
A whopping total of six people signed up on that first day, although they didn’t exactly pull out that number and brag about it – instead, they listed the number of people who loaded the site, claiming that the website had millions of hits.  Hmm.  Maybe, but, I wonder, are they as unreal as 19.5 million of Obama’s twitter followers?
This webpage shows a graph of how many insane gullible folks have signed up for Obamacare thus far, although there are definitely holes and less-than-certain numbers given in some places.  However, this is the most thorough list I’ve been able to find so far.  Update: This website also has a lot of sign up numbers on it, most of which seem to be lower than the other site I linked to.  Interesting.
Interestingly enough, it seems that the statistics listed most commonly on the web are those of New York, California, Maryland, Oregon, and other states with relatively high numbers.  The states with only a single-digit number of people signed up for sure aren’t exactly being publicized far and wide.
At this point, the total of signups, not including those for Medicaid, is 373,196, which is just a little more than 0.1% of Americans.  (If you add in those for Medicaid, the number jumps to 962,144, which is roughly 0.3% of Americans.)
Setting up the website for Obamacare ran up a staggering bill of $634,320,919.  I want to know, HOW DO YOU EVEN SPEND THAT MUCH MONEY? You’re setting up a website!  Did they feed the developers imported caviar and civet coffee? Give them multiple Obama-style vacations?  AND THE WEBSITE DOESN’T EVEN WORK!!!  AUGH!!

*ahem*
Okay, ranting aside, that means that so far, only counting the costs of the website itself, Obama is approximately paying $1,700 per sign up (not including the medicaid sign ups).  Oh, wait.  Obama isn’t paying that, you taxpayers are.  Sorry.
But wait, $634 million is small potatoes when compared to the billions spent in federal funding thus far.  As of April 2012, the total was $12.1 billion, and I’m certain the number has since climbed much higher. (At the moment, April 2012 numbers are the most recent that I can find.  Maybe I’m just too tired?)  There are plans for spending over $100 billion before 2019.  I don’t even want to figure out how much it’s cost per person using those numbers.
When you look at some of the individual states, the numbers are even more staggeringly ridiculous.  In Delaware, $4 million was spent – and 4 people have signed up so far.  It is also interesting to note that New York and California account for about half of the sign ups.
Obviously, as more people continue to sign up these numbers will change somewhat – and yet, it should be painfully obvious to everyone that Obamacare is a flop in so many different ways.
I haven’t yet even touched upon the fact that the “affordable” insurance Obama isn’t even affordable on the individual level.  All it takes is a simple google search to find that people seeking to get Obamacare are shocked at what it would cost them.  Countless other people are losing their jobs or at least a portion of their paychecks, and others are learning that their insurance has been dropped or will cost them much more.  “If you like your insurance plan, you can keep it”?  Yeah, right.
Then there’s the fact that Obamacare is tyrannical.  Government isn’t supposed to be involved in such issues.  We can’t afford to have our Constitution undermined in such a manner.
Oh, and extra taxes and/or inflation?  Can you afford that?  Doesn’t matter, you’ll have to find a way.
Affordable Care Act?  I think not.  There is no way that we can afford such a thing.
Oh, and don’t tell me that we should’ve elected Romney and avoided this mess.  He wanted to “replace” Obamacare with “Romneycare”.  We would have ended up with a disaster nearly identical to this, though “Conservatives” would be the ones shouldering the blame and pretending that everything was okay.  It’s time for a R[3VOL]UTION, not just another paradigmagogue with an “R” by his name.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

More Kitchen Mishaps

First it was mayonnaise.  Then sourdough.  But that wasn’t enough for me, folks.  I have to come up with some creative way to humiliate myself in the kitchen rather often, it seems.
Three days ago, I needed a teaspoonful of coconut oil.  It needed to be in liquid form.  Since we don’t store the coconut oil jar in the oven, it was not liquid.  At all.
In the past I’ve melted small amounts of oil by simply running the jar under hot water for a while.  Feeling rather impatient, however, I chose to grab a spoon, fill it with the oil, and hold it over the stove.  After it had melted, I dumped the oil out of the spoon.
That was when my brain decided to stop functioning properly.
I looked at the spoon and realized that there was still a wee bit of coconut oil left upon it.  So I brought the spoon to my mouth, completely forgetting about the fact that I’d just held that same spoon over a stove burner.  I’m such a doofus at times, people.
It was only when I heard the hot metal of the spoon touch the moisture on my lip and sizzle that warning signals started flashing through my mind.  Oh!  Yeah! It’s HOT!
Thankfully, I was able to pull away the spoon before getting seriously burned.  Mom thought my brain lapse was utterly hilarious, and started snickering every time she thought of it.  I walked around with an ice cube wrapped in a wet paper towel for the rest of that evening, which constantly helped her remember said brain lapse.  (Really, I wasn’t seriously hurt at all; every trace of the burn had vanished by the next morning.)
Two days later (er, yesterday) I found myself in kitchen once again.  Mom was having trouble with a can opener, and asked me to help, since I’ve met others’ complaints regarding the can opener with skepticism in the past.  
With some amount of effort I was able to get the can mostly opened, but there was no way I’d be able to get the last inch, given the rather warped and sorry appearance of the can at this point.  No problem – I’d just bend back the lid and pour out the enchilada sauce, right?
Bending back the lid proved troublesome, however, and I realized that just opposite the intact-inch there was another sliver intact – also out of reach of the can opener.  But it was tiny enough that it would be easy to break.
Placing my thumbs against the lid of the can near that errant sliver, I pressed downward.  Mom glanced toward me with at concerned expression and, “Hannah, I don’t think that’s -” at about the same instant that the tiny piece of metal broke.  Green chili enchilada sauce erupted out of the can and spewed forth onto my hands, the counter, and floor.  I may or may not have also gotten some on my face.  Which looked like this, but with green chili enchilada sauce:
Grumpy Cat

Oh, and I’m also not a cat.  That should be obvious, but I thought I’d clarify just in case. 
I guess I won’t doubt those who say that we need a new can opener, anymore.