You can thank me later.
January 31, 2013 at 12:31 pm (Just for Fun)
(h/t The Daily Gator)
The feds may not have provided an estimate of the cost of operating an exchange, but several other experts have. The results are eye-popping. According to Maryland’s Joint Committee on Health Benefit Exchange Financing, administrative costs alone will run the state an astounding $201 per person in 2015.
The auditing firm KPMG recently found that Ohio can expect to spend $63 million to set up its exchange and another $43 million each year to run it.
That’s not to mention the many logistical challenges inherent in serving the 9 million Americans expected to take part in the exchanges in 2014. States will need to provide customer service call centers, “navigators” to encourage enrollment, and elaborate information technology systems to coordinate data among the state, federal, and private groups involved in selling coverage.
Even if the feds and the states manage to surpass these hurdles, the new marketplaces are unlikely to fulfill one of their top promises — lowering premiums.
Read the whole thing. Thank Heaven that Georgia passed on this monstrosity.
UPDATE: Some families will be priced out of the market due to the government’s definition of “afforability.” Honestly, folks, I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried!
January 30, 2013 at 1:39 pm (It's all about me Me ME)
Yesterday was my birthday. Pretty low key for the most part, until I got the happy voicemail that a second card of mine had been compromised.
Back track two weeks. Before GradSchoolGirl returned to school, I took a day off and we happily tripped off on what we like to call a ‘Yarn Safari.’ Our destination was Macon and Creative Yarns, one of the bestest yarn shops in GA. While we were traipsing around Bibb County, American Express called, wanting to know if I’d ordered almost $700 of cell phones from a Verizon website. I said, ‘Noooooo…..Whhhhaaaaa…..” And thus that merry adventure began and harshed my yarn buzz considerably.
Zoom back to yesterday. The call yesterday was more disturbing in that is was my debit card. While I was at work, someone was using my number to fill up their car at a truck stop in Florida. So I spent the better part of the day on the phone with the VISA people and the bank people and then a lovely visit from our local deputy so I could file a police report.
I highly suspect the source of the theft is our local fried chicken joint. That’s pretty much the only spot I’ve used both cards. I won’t stop eating there, I’ll just be paying with cash from now on.
Which brings me to today. After the pall that was cast on my meager birthday celebrations (#thanksAlotObama), today I get to be pummeled with severe weather.
Sheesh. I need a break already.
January 28, 2013 at 7:30 pm (Jedi Musings)
This pretty much needs to be a PSA for the whole country!
In the PSA, Sheriff David Clarke says, “With officers laid off and furloughed, simply calling 911 and waiting is no longer your best option. You could beg for mercy from a violent criminal, hide under the bed, or you can fight back. But are you prepared?”
“You have a duty to protect yourself and your family. We’re partners now. Can I count on you?”
Yes sir, you sure can.
January 24, 2013 at 6:31 pm (America Lost, History Doesn't Lie - You Just Don't Understand It, Hope and Sadness, Stuff I'm tired of)
Well, the hubs is on his flight home. GradSchoolGirl is re-esconced in the frozen hinterlands of the north, in a new situation that has heat but no bugs or rats or noisy housemates. WeeHighlander is back at his school as well, with multiple promises to keep this coming semester substantially less festive than the last.
Monday was MLK day. This week I had the same discussion with my son and a co-worker (at different times) about how Dr. King would probably be ashamed of how his dream had been implemented over the last decade or so. How not only the country, but the states, the cities and towns, and even the workplace seems so polarized by race. Did Dr. King mean it when said that a person should be judged by the content of their character, not the color of their skin? He wanted, at least in my feeble understanding, for all to be equal and share the fruits of that equality. Now, it seems that anything but that.
Then Gerard said it better, as he always does:
Reflecting on The Day … I have to say that I’m sticking with that rueful but passing smirk as I consider the distance we’ve come since King’s speech at the Lincoln Memorial 50 years ago in 1963. Then we struggled, with men like King, to come together as a people, to move beyond our past, to be one nation. Now, under the cynical manipulation and malicious policies of one who would cast himself as the inheritor of the King mantle, we find the current occupant of the White House doing his best, day after day, to drive the races apart once again.
How strange that someone who has attained the presidency in this day and age should not only hate citizens because of the color of their skin and the cut of their bitter and clinging class, but be lauded for it. Stranger still that he should be half-black and be inaugurated on the day set aside to honor Martin Luther King. Once I would have remembered and honored this day and felt we were at last getting beyond race hate in America. When exactly that was I now forget. I guess we’ve still a reckoning ahead of us.
RIP Dr. King. I sincerely hope you’re not spinning in your grave.
January 18, 2013 at 7:21 am (Politics)
You know what the cliche says. Now head over to Right Wing News and see John’s photo essay…for the children, of course.
What has happened to the deliberative process in this country? Public debate in Washington has deteriorated into Sesame Street sing-a-longs. We are already inundated with logical fallacies: argumentum ad populum (it’s popular, therefore it’s true); argumentum ad nauseam (if you repeat it often enough, it’ll become truth); argumentum ad hominem (sabotage the person, sabotage the truth); and argumentum ad verecundiam (if my favorite authority says it’s true, it’s true).
To that list we can now add “argumentum ad filium”: If politicians appeal to the children, it’s unassailably good and true. The Obama White House has shamelessly employed this kiddie human shield strategy at every turn to blunt substantive criticism and dissent.
I took in some rather productive range time on Sunday. As Scarlett once said, “I can shoot straight, if I don’t have to shoot too far.”
If you had asked me twenty years ago when my kids were wee bairns if I would own a gun, I’d have said,”Never!”
If you had asked me ten years ago when my kids were teenagers if I would own a gun, I’d have said,”Maybe…” Teenagers, you see.
Times change. People change. But I never in my life would have believed that America would change to what it is now and what I fear it will come to be.
Read what Erick had to say about when the British made the mistake of trying to take the colonists’ guns…
As to my periodic absences, spotty posting habits and the strange nocturnal noises emanating from the project going on in our garage, well, move along, there’s nothing to see here. Nothing to see at all.
Cooperative Press has a book that has intrigued me for a while…
What Would Madame Defarge Knit? is a collection of patterns by independent designers inspired by classic literature. There’s even a website with extra goodies. And it’s not Austenista demureness either – Check out those “Cthulhu Waits” socks!
Unfortunately, in the current economic climate of gloom and despair, I cannot afford the book, but I can still dream can’t I?
Remember, knitting isn’t a hobby. It’s a post-apocalyptic survival skill.
I didn’t vote for the clown.
And wouldn’t you know it, Maxine Waters thinks you can get blood out of turnips.
Despite my best efforts to be fair on SoS Clinton’s continued illness, others are also questioning her “motivation” for dodging Benghazi.
Read what Ann Althouse has to say. That’s ok. I’ll wait.
Shame is something that only people with consciences can feel.
Finally, I leave you with two words. Or rather a name – Vince Foster.
Then again, there’s this. All sorts of crap self-develops when there is a vacuum of truth.
January 1, 2013 at 7:46 pm (America 101)
Joshua Boston, a retired Corporal in the U.S. Marine Corps, tells Dianne Feinstein and her idiotic gun-paranoia-bill to jump in a lake.
Senator Dianne Feinstein,
I will not register my weapons should this bill be passed, as I do not believe it is the government’s right to know what I own. Nor do I think it prudent to tell you what I own so that it may be taken from me by a group of people who enjoy armed protection yet decry me having the same a crime. You ma’am have overstepped a line that is not your domain. I am a Marine Corps Veteran of 8 years, and I will not have some woman who proclaims the evil of an inanimate object, yet carries one, tell me I may not have one.
I am not your subject. I am the man who keeps you free. I am not your servant. I am the person whom you serve. I am not your peasant. I am the flesh and blood of America.
I am the man who fought for my country. I am the man who learned. I am an American. You will not tell me that I must register my semi-automatic AR-15 because of the actions of some evil man.
I will not be disarmed to suit the fear that has been established by the media and your misinformation campaign against the American public.
We, the people, deserve better than you.
Cpl, United States Marine Corps
Warner Todd Huston spoke with Joshua. Please spread the word about this fine young man and the sentiment we all can relate to: “We, the people, deserve better than you.”