After I wrote about self-described dickhead Tucker Max yesterday on BlogHer, I moseyed on over to the salon where I have gotten my last few hair cuts. Out of six cuts, I'd say three were very good, and two were acceptable at best. The sixth and last I will get from this woman? Oy. I look like an actual circumcised penis. Irony is an evil wench sometimes. Fortunately, Des agreed to try and help with her hair cutting talent, so perhaps I'll only have to wear hats until Sunday when I see her.
In other news, I read in today's New York Times that the American Cancer Society is devoting their entire advertising budget to the "consequences of inadequate health coverage." Research shows that delayed screenings and treatments due to lack of insurance are largely responsible for improving the rate of survival from various cancers. What with recent Census data informing us that 47 million people now have no insurance at all, I think this is a wonderful idea. I didn't see Sicko, but I hope that the ads take into account that many who pay for insurance find themselves screwed by their companies when they get sick. We need comprehensive reform.
Finally, back in the heart of corn, pig, and soybean country, fairness and rule of law trumps homophobia and irrational hate. That's right - Iowa, my sister's adopted home, is the second state to allow gay marriage! Yay! It makes me so happy. Of course, there is an appeal, as people appear to not be able to be happy for those adults who find love. With the most recent Republican "scandal," (Oooh - a man likes gay sex! He better resign as opposed to the Congressman who cheats on his wife with escorts.), it just reminds me that those who shout their homophobia loudest often are people who have homosexual tendencies and hate themselves for it and are determined to punish everyone as a result. As they say in Iowa, what's with the cob up your ass? (Seriously. They say this.)
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Well once it goes to the IA state supreme court, then we'll see if they hold it up. My guess is that they won't, because no one ever does.
ReplyDeleteGreat. You're going to look like a dickhead until Sunday yet I have to be seen with you in public on Saturday. Well, I have some serious zittage right now so maybe your penis haircut will work to my advantage - people will be too busy staring at you to notice my teenage acne face beneath my gray hair.
ReplyDeleteSteph
I recently faced a cancer scare. And while we were waiting for the test results I had to have a talk with my husband I never thought I'd have to have. We had to discuss what he would do, when...not if...I died.
ReplyDeleteWe don't have medical insurance right now and if I had been diagnosed with cancer, we would never have been able to insure me. We would not have been able to afford treatment. It was like staring at a death sentence. It was the most terrifying two weeks of my life.
Comprehensive reform is right. We need it and we need it now. People shouldn't have to choose between paying the bills and staying alive.
What no picture? I'm disappointed. I saw the movie Sicko, but I was not impressed with it. The first part of the movie talked about a man who wanted an experimental treatment that wasn't covered. Then they moved onto national health care systems in other countries. They never said whether or not those same experimental treatments would have been covered in those countries. When I was an exchange student in Northern Ireland,again a country with a national health care system, the rich people had private insurance. The movie never talked about that either.
ReplyDeleteHey Suzanne,
ReplyDeleteWe actually met in a bathroom at BlogHer--how cool is that? I was already on my way out, or you might have noticed my abnormally wide stance.
Maybe I should run for public office. Because this housewife routine is getting me nowhere.
p.s. Thanks for the link!!!