I hate being told what to do. This is the part of me that is Libertarian. If I want to kill myself by not wearing a seatbelt, or by ignoring the diabetes, or by eating a big fat marshmellow creampuff that I know has no redeeming value whatsoever, why is that anyone's choice but my own? Okay, I know I drive around other people, so that ought to be good enough for the seatbelt thing. I don't want to be hurt by others, I only want to hurt myself. Nothing personal.
So how come I have to be continually nudged by my health care? They send me these forms for blood tests, they send me reminders about breast exams, they call me: friendly sounding people who only want to know if I've received their damn forms and reminders, and did I want to make an appointment now? Why do they care so much when I don't even care?
Circumstances beyond my control have changed the course of my life recently, and there is only one thing in the world I want to do and that is eat Hagen Daz Chocolate Chocolate Chip ice cream. That's it. That's all I want from the world. And right now, with it being on sale, I'm happy to say the world is supplying it for me at a fairly reasonable price. So why do I need to suffer this mortal coil without it? (Sorry, WS. It really felt like an appropriate moment.)
And now, they're talking about taxing fattening foods and sugary drinks. Besides the fact that many low and lower income people survive on them, which makes it a tax on the poor, how come they don't see that there are reasons why a person gravitates to those foods: they make us feel better. If you want to have a tax on something more equitable, how about a tax on mocha lattes and butter scones and fresh fruit? Things poor people really can't afford? The nation is suffering from a vast economic depression, and when the nation is depressed, its people are depressed, and need as many comfort foods as possible. When we begin to get our jobs back and our loans approved and our futures secured, we will begin to eat better foods. In the meantime, allow me my damn creampuff.
By the way, I don't even like marshmellow creampuffs. But I'd eat one the minute someone tells me I can't. Just you hide and watch.
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Your health insurance calls you? For health reasons? When I had it, mine mostly sent letters about how much I owed them (Kaiser). Or else they sent a forest of pieces of paper that said "This is not a bill" across the top (teamsters).
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