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Once A Loser, Always A Loser

#TossbackTuesday

I posted this a year ago today.  How ironic.  Especially since now the FBI has confirmed their investigation of ASSHOLE.  Liz was right then and still is today:  HE IS A LOSER!

No one could’ve said it better than Elizabeth Warren when she began her Facebook post:  “Let’s be honest–Donald Trump is a loser”.

It’s true what she says.  If we don’t take Trump seriously he very well could end up as the next President.  Of course if that happens then we’ll really get to see what kind of loser he is, while hanging on for dear life as he destroys us.

Wake up and smell the coffee, folks.  Everything this guy stands for is bad news.  Is it going to take his setting the country back sixty years for you to realize it?  Ask yourself if you really want someone who is ruthless, immoral, racist, sexist, (fill in the blank here) as the next leader of the United States?  If that is what you want, then so be it.  Have fun trying to survive.  He won’t get anything accomplished anyway, which will just lead to a bunch of temper tantrums.

One of Trump’s main characteristics is narcissism.  Although narcissists try to come off as being almighty and powerful, they actually have very low self-esteems.  Which adds to them being a loser.  I can’t speak for anyone else in the country but personally I’d be embarrassed to have someone like that as the President.

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Rude! Sad!

It’s quite clear that ASSHOLE was extremely intimidated by Merkel.  Maybe it’s because she’s a woman?  Or because of the shit he said about her last year regarding Germany taking in refugees?  Or the fact that she, along with most of America, don’t believe the shit that spews from ASSHOLE’S pie hole?

To not even shake her hand?  That’s just being a rude snob.  I’m sure she thought her time spent in Washington was a waste.  I wouldn’t blame her if she never wanted to come back, at least not while ASSHOLE is there.

I love the look on her face.  She looks very confident.  ASSHOLE looks like a grumpy old fart who hates his job and would rather be somewhere else.  You can tell who the one is with the balls!  HINT:  It ISN’T the male!

At a photo op with German Chancellor Angela Merkel, President Donald Trump said little and appeared to refuse a handshake suggested by the German leader. In a video of the incident, reporters called for Trump and Merkel to shake hands at the end of the photo op, as is customary during meetings between foreign leaders.…

via Angela Merkel Asked President Trump to Shake Hands. He Appeared to Ignore Her — TIME

Posted in Politics

I know this  may sound crazy but hear me out:  when all is said and done I really hope the whole “repeal and replace” healthcare bullshit passes.  You know why?  Because some people need to be taught a lesson and also because everything happens for a reason

Right now there are still fools who saunter out to pep rallies to listen to a blustering asshole.  They listen to him whine about his ban being banned.  They shout “lock her up” when the asshole mentions the opponent he illegally beat four months ago.  They troll anti-asshole people on social media and defend asshole in everything from his false allegations of wire-tapping to all the press coverage about Russia that is “fake news”.  They even believe their microwaves talk to them!

The smart followers have seen enough and have learned.  They know the end is near for this asshole and they should cut their losses while they can.  The stupid ones, the fools schlepping off to time-wasting pep rallies meant to only bolster the ego of an asshole, will never learn.  That is, until it’s too late.

These people are the ones who don’t want to believe that a 64-year-old making $25,000 a year will be paying half of his yearly salary in health insurance benefits.  They think it’s “fake news”.  They think it’s propaganda.  They think all that is just being said because the people speaking it are anti-asshole.  Yet the very people who don’t want to, or refuse to believe are the very 64-year-olds who will see this happen to them.  Then, as the old saying goes, “they’ll be sorry”.

Unfortunately if this shit GOP health insurance “replacement” gets passed, unless you are some insurance CEO, you’re not going to win.  That means most of us are fucked.  And if you are low-income, disabled or elderly, you’re even more fucked.  You’re fucked even if you voted for asshole.  Chances are you’re even more fucked because you’re more than likely in the elderly bracket.

This is where my theory of “everything happens for a reason” comes in.

So many have bitched and complained about Obamacare over the years.  The premiums are too high.  I’m healthy as a horse.  I don’t need medical insurance.  I don’t like being forced to get health insurance.  Blah, blah, blah.  So with the “replacement” plan, you don’t have to do any of that.  Naw, you won’t be forced to get insurance.  You may be 65 but you have no health issues.  Then when you hit 67 you develop Type 2 diabetes.  Oh, shit.  Now you need the health insurance.  Guess what?  You can get the health insurance–for 30% more than you would’ve paid two years before.  How are you going to pull that one off working only part-time?  And forget Medicare because that’s virtually nothing now.  You really are fucked.

Obamacare is starting to look pretty good right about now, isn’t it?

 

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To live and be healthy in America

Going back five years I wrote a post regarding the then pending health care reform.

So many people were in an uproar over having to get health insurance or pay a penalty.  Five years later I still don’t understand why any American wouldn’t want to be medically insured.  You don’t balk at insuring your home or your car.  Shit, some people even insure their pets.  So what’s the big deal about getting health insurance?

Ironically for people who complained about the government being involved in our health insurance five years ago, the government has an even bigger hand in it now than they did then.  It’s so big, in fact, they don’t want anyone to have anything, especially low-income, the elderly and the disabled.

So, how is this new plan the GOP has proposed better?  Maybe some would agree with Asshole Paul Ryan who, when asked to say how many people might lose coverage under the new plan, stated: “It’s up to people.  We’re not going to make an American do what they don’t want to do.  You get it if you want it.”

You get it if you want it.  Imagine if it were like that when you bought a house.  You get it if you want it.  Then you have a fire and ooops!  Too late.  You didn’t have it when you needed it.  That’s how insurance works, folks.  It is something that is put into place for when you need it. Not because you want it or are “forced” to get it.  And as human beings, I don’t care how healthy you are, there will be a point in your life when you will need health insurance.

Here is the post I wrote five years ago regarding this very same topic.  With all that’s going on with the reform of the health care reform, it’s almost as if we reached a milestone and then turned back fifty years and are left in the dark with nothing.

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Don’t you think that’s what most Americans would want?  To be able to live and be healthy in America?  Yet somehow there are quite a lot of people out there who don’t seem to get it.  And I don’t understand it.  If you are an individual who has gone without health insurance for a period of time, or has never had it, why would you not want to have it?  Simply because it would mean the government is “forcing” you to have it?  Or is it because you’d have to pay for it?  Uh, duh.  It’s for your own good.  It’s something you need.

I realize many (most?) are enraged by the “individual mandate” thing that states starting in 2014 anyone who does not have insurance through Medicare, Medicaid or his/her employer must purchase insurance or pay a penalty.  This isn’t any different from what I and many others face every October when it comes time for annual benefit enrollment at work.  They offer us a variety of plans (five last year).  I get to look at the pros and cons for all and choose what is best for my family.  And if I decline coverage, I have to prove that I have health insurance coverage somewhere else (like through my spouse).  Yes, my company “mandates” that I have health insurance.  And I also have a portion of my pay taken out towards the cost of my health insurance.

It’s not like this “mandate” is telling people they must have health plan XYZ or nothing; there are going to be choices.  And like the choices I have in choosing a plan, the cheaper you go, the crappier treatment you get.  Then again, you get what you pay for.

Although many do not want to face the possibility of (gasp!) having to pay for their own health insurance (like so many people do now anyway–me included), health care costs and changes are something we do need to face.  How right is it that someone should be able to use the ER as their primary care physician, time and time again, getting free care, while the health insurance premiums for people who pay for health insurance keep going up and up?  Think about it.  If you are a business (such as a hospital) and render a service (such as an X-ray), why wouldn’t you be entitled to payment?  No wonder so many hospitals are closing up shop or being forced to combine their services with other medical facilities just to stay afloat.  If you were a self-employed roofer you wouldn’t expect to do a job for free, would you?  Then why would you expect the hospital to foot the bill for your X-ray when you fall off the roof and break your leg?

To use a bad analogy:  In most states drivers are required to have auto insurance.  They don’t necessarily have to have collision or comprehensive (although they are stupid if they don’t–but that’s another story).  But they are required to carry liability, injury protection, etc.  There’s a reason for it.  To protect themselves.  Just as there is a reason why this healthcare reform was created.  To protect ourselves.  To be able to live longer, healthier lives.

For the ignorant ones who say they never get sick, well, never say never, my friends.  We are only human.  You are going to need some kind of medical treatment at some point in your life.  Not just for illness either.  Do you have any idea how much it costs to have a baby?  Not to mention the costs even before the birth.  There are countless prenatal visits, ultrasounds, etc.  And don’t even think about what it would cost if there were complications before or after the birth.  I wouldn’t think anyone would like to get a bill in the mail from the hospital that would equal the cost of four years of Ivy League college for junior.  That’s just one of the many reasons why it is important to have health insurance.  To defray a lot of the costs of medical care.

I won’t even cover life insurance here.  It amazes me how many people are ignorant about not having life insurance.  It’s there to defray the costs of burial, as well as assist family left behind.  But that’s for another day.

I dunno.  Maybe all these people bitching about this reform law are made of money and they can pay out-of-pocket to have a mammogram or have a baby or get their prescriptions.  More power to them, I guess.  But when they run out of money, when the hospitals turn them away, that’s when I’ll say “I told you so”.

 

Posted in Idiots and dumb-asses, Things that make you say "hmm...", Things that piss me off

Killing The Human Race–One Prick At A Time

Apparently GOP Congressman John Shimkus feels that it’s not right that a man should have to pay for pre-natal care.

A few questions come to mind with this prick’s arrogance:

  1.  Were you not born?
  2. If you have a female counterpart who is on your health insurance and lo and behold you get her pregnant, why shouldn’t your health insurance cover the care of the human being you helped create?
  3. Women don’t have limp dicks.  Why should we have to pay for Viagra?
  4. Do you have any idea what it costs to have a baby?  My guess is you don’t.

It’s bad enough that so many involved in this “health insurance game” don’t understand the first thing about health insurance.  We don’t need assholes like this Neanderthal telling us they don’t want to pay for pre-natal care because they don’t use it.

What are they trying to do?  Kill the human race?

 

 

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Psikhushka

It’s the wee hours of the morning in Palm Beach, Florida.

A pompous pimple of a man with very bad hair and a constant snarl sits on the golden throne in his bedroom.  He is wearing nothing but a fuzzy white bathrobe.

He grabs his cell phone, launches Twitter and begins scrolling through his tweets.  He chuckles to himself as he reads some of his past posts.

“Ah, so many people love me!” he shouts to nobody.  “Such adoration!”

Then a tweet about his connections to Russia catches his attention.  He once again feels his blood boil.  He recalls the day he went psycho after learning his Attorney General decided to recuse himself from investigations regarding his Russian buddies meddling in the 2016 campaign.

“Goddamn Sessions!” he mumbles under his breath.  “He’s such a pussy!  And I stupidly invited him to come along for our Russian dinner party this weekend!  Fuck!”

I need a plan, he thinks.  A really, really good plan.  Another plan to distract from all this Russia bullshit.  They’re catching on too bigly now.  Nobody cared about the photos I tweeted showing Schumer and Vlad sharing a donut.  And that Pelosi bitch was having a simple dinner meeting with them.  They didn’t sneak him into their home like I had to.  Nothing was under oath.  Like with Sessions.  Goddamn him!

Then a distant memory pops into his angry mind.  He recalls a movie he once saw.  Something about an enemy wire-tapping his victim in order to obtain trade secrets.

“That’s it!” he exclaims to the empty room.

His little fingers start typing feverishly, before he loses his thought.

Terrible! Just found out that Obama had my “wires tapped” in Trump Tower just before the victory. Nothing found. This is McCarthyism!

 

The pompous angry man laughs maniacally and rubs his hands together as he continues with his Twitter rant.

 

 @realDonaldTrump

How low has President Obama gone to tapp my phones during the very sacred election process. This is Nixon/Watergate. Bad (or sick) guy!

 

“Ha!  I love it!  Bad or sick guy!  Yeah!  That’ll teach that baboon Obama!”  He shouts which causes his voice to echo in the sparsely furnished room.

Suddenly there is a knock on his bedroom door.  He stands up and hurriedly slips his phone into its secret hiding place–in the pages of an empty book.  Nobody would ever look for it there because they know he doesn’t read.

“What is it?” he calls to the person intruding on his latest dawn Tweet-fest.

“Good morning, Mr. Trump.  I have your morning paper and orange juice for you.”

The person that enters the room is a stout, silver-haired woman of about sixty.  She is wearing a lab coat and her name tag identifies herself as a nurse named Cara.

“Did you sleep well?” she asks as she sets the tray on his dresser.

He gives her the fake smile he is famous for.  “Better than ever.”

She smirks and hands him a little cup containing three pills.  “Can’t forget your meds, Don.”

“Of course,” he says popping them into his mouth.

“The doctor will be in to see you soon,” Cara says.

“Oh, little missy, do you think you could get my pal Vlad on the phone for me?  He said he would call yesterday but he didn’t.”

Cara rolls her eyes.  She goes through this with him every day.  “Donald, Vladimir Putin was eradicated to Siberia years ago after it was discovered you and he–”

Donald holds up his hand.  “Okay, then, get me Stevie on the phone.”

“Bannon?” Cara asks.

Don runs a hand through his thinning hair.  “Yeah.  I think that is his last name.”

Cara sighs.  “That fat bastard died of a heart attack shortly after you arrived here at Woodbridge.  I’ll be sure to tell the doctor you’re having problems remembering again.”

Donald doesn’t say anything as he grabs the paper.  “What’s happening in the world today?  Anything I need to know about?  Anything that I need to fix?  We need to make America great again, you know.  How’s the wall doing?”

Cara heads to the door.  Before she turns to leave she blurts, “Your wall was never built and President Obama has just dedicated a memorial to refugees from war-torn countries.”

Donald flips open the paper to the front page to read the headline.  “What?!  How can that be?  I’m the President! Not Barack Obama!”

Cara opens the door.  “Not Barack Obama.  Michelle.  Remember she was unanimously elected to take your place after you–oh, never mind.  Maybe you should just rest.  That’ll be good for your mind.”

Cara mumbles “you old fool” under her breath as she leaves.

“Goddamn Obamas!” the pompous little man yells, slamming his frumpy little head against the wall.

 

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Oh yes–they ALL SHALL FALL!

(WASHINGTON) — Democrats demanded a special investigation Tuesday into possible links between President Donald Trump’s administration and Russia, including when Trump learned that his national security adviser, Michael Flynn, had discussed U.S. sanctions with a Russian diplomat. “The American people deserve to know the full extent of Russia’s financial, personal and political grip on President…

via Democrats Demand Investigation Into President Trump’s Ties With Russia — TIME

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Bus THIS!

All the continuous rambling bullshit about voter fraud has brought many questions to my mind:

1. After all these months why the fuck does ASSHOLE care so much? He fucking won the “election”, just drop it. Or maybe ASSHOLE has something to hide.  Which I’m certain he does.

2. If so many voted “illegally”, how do we know they didn’t really vote for ASSHOLE and not Clinton? Because he didn’t win the popular vote? That’s only because ASSHOLE isn’t POPULAR!

I want to see PROOF that nobody voted ILLEGALLY FOR ASSHOLE. Like his daughter Trumpette or President Bannon. Because we know they are registered in more than one state.

3. Ayotte lost because she’s a nasty bitch cunt.

4. If any of you have proof that people from MA were bused into NH to vote, I’m curious to know what towns were they from in MA?  I live in a MA town of barely 2,000 people.  Most of my town voted Republican.  Were people from my town bused to NH?  How about that little town out in the Berkshires with the population of barely 500?  Anyone from there get bused to NH?

5. Why are you saying people were only bused in from MA? Many other states border NH, including ME and VT.  Maybe you should question whether anyone was bused in from those states too.

6. I also want to know where in NH these alleged “bused” in people from MA voted in NH. Did they go to Dixville Notch? Nashua? Manchester? Concord? Some remote, sparsely populated area of the White Mountains? One can’t imagine that all those voters bused into NH from MA would illegally vote at the same place!

7. Please provide us with the name of the alleged bus company who drove the people from MA to NH and then back again. Was it Peter Pan? Greyhound? Fox Tours? Some no name brand company? Please don’t tell us it was a school bus! We won’t believe you!

Then again, we don’t believe your sorry asses anyway. Because if you had any actual “proof” you would’ve revealed it by now instead of playing your fucking games! ASSHOLES!!!!!!

Posted in Sports, The New England Patriots

Never Underestimate Greatness

I wish I could say I sat and watched the entire Super Bowl last night.  But I can’t because I didn’t.

To my credit I did watch about the first twenty minutes.  I even caught several different-angled views of Lady Gaga’s performance from where I was standing in my kitchen.

I wasn’t even watching the game when the Patriots scored their first three points.  Where was I?  Several places.

I was washing up the dinner dishes in the kitchen sink.  Then I went into my bedroom to write.  Eventually my daughter came in and we worked on her book report.  I didn’t feel guilty.  My sister was in my basement browsing through Facebook and my husband was sitting at the kitchen table filing taxes.  So I wasn’t the only one not paying attention to the game.

I think it was after ten o’clock when I figured it was time to put the Patriots Christmas tree and snowglobe away for another year and get ready for bed.  I remember walking past my daughter’s bedroom where my husband had the TV on and I caught a glimpse of what looked like an excited Tom Brady sitting on the bench.  At this point in time I still believed we only had three points.  Only because my husband doesn’t say a word if something exciting happens and had not, as he usually does, kept me up-to-date on the happenings.  Because they really hadn’t been happening.

I finally got up the nerve to ask him what the score was and when he told me it was 20-28 with only a few minutes left and we had just stopped Atlanta and were getting the ball back, a little sliver of hope ran through me.  My husband told me that we had already done a two-point conversion earlier and would need to do another just to tie.  He also reminded me that no team in the Super Bowl had ever come back from being this far down and won.  I knew if there was a team who could do that, this was the team.  He also told me there had never been overtime in the Super Bowl.  That was all about to change.

So we all hung around in my daughter’s room watching the game, since my daughter had something else on the TV in the living room.  I figured if we were going down I may as well watch and, what the hell, we’d come this far.  It was nothing to be ashamed of.

Overtime rules declare the first team to score a touchdown wins.  Luckily we won the coin toss, which, if you look back on the history of the Patriots under Tom and their OT records, they usually win the coin toss in OT and they usually win the game.  I do believe if the Falcons had won the coin toss we would’ve done everything in our power to stop them and would’ve still won the game.

I never knew I could hyperventilate because of a football game but last night I swear I did.  I’ve never won the lottery but I can only imagine that the feeling would imitate the feeling I had last night as I witnessed The New England Patriots win their fifth Super Bowl.

No longer can this team, especially Tom Brady, be underestimated.

 

Posted in Sports, The New England Patriots

Fear The Fans

I was a fan of the New England Patriots long before ASSHOLE became “president”.

The fact that some people on the team associate with ASSHOLE is their business.  It’s their problem, not mine. That’s something that they’ll have to live with and as long as it doesn’t affect they way they play football, coach a team or run a franchise, I don’t give a shit.  Although I detest ASSHOLE, it doesn’t change the way I feel about the Patriots.

I know there are many people on the Falcons who associate with ASSHOLE as well.  Many voted for him.  Am I one to tell any Falcons fan to stop liking the Falcons because of their association?  I don’t think so.

Although our newly elected ASSHOLE will probably never take the advice of Joe Biden and “grow up”, as football fans, we should.  We’re better than that.

This is the Super Bowl, not Election Night.  Let’s act like it.

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