March 21, 2010

‘Twas the Eve of State Health Care

NoObamaCare0809With non-festive apologies to Clement Clarke Moore.


Note: This item orginally went up at Pajamas Media and was teased here at BizzyBlog on Friday.

Update: If we’re to believe ‘em, Congress has abandoned the Slaughter Rule attempt referenced in what follows. But it appears that they are open to using it in other matters in the future (i.e., they won’t “won’t use the tactic of deem and pass for healthcare reform”).


‘Twas the eve of state health care, and all through the House
The bill was unread even by the head louse.
The statists hung ’round with a faux-festive air,
Hoping their awful “dream” would indeed soon be there.

The USA’s children were snug in their beds,
Unaware of the pain being laid on their heads.
Everyday people opposed to this crap,
Wondered when or if DC’s hypnosis would snap.

When out from O’s House there arose such a clatter,
‘Twas the President’s flacks and their usual chatter.
They showed docs in white coats supporting this trash,
Using children as props as they threw around cash.

The Speaker stood forth for her part in the show,
It will be when we pass it that you’ll get to know,
The wonders we’re bringing that statists will cheer,
Creating more wards who’ll elect us for years.”

They were led by a punk, not so lively or slick,
Who knew that to pass it the thing must go quick.
For this speed the protests and polls were to blame,
So he called out supporters and hailed them by name:

“Axelrod, Zeke the Bleak,
Plouffe and Michelle!
Pelosi and Reid,
Now unleash health care hell!
Take the world’s best system,
Reorder it all.
Stop doc-patient decisions.
Now we’ll make them all.”

What they said ’bout the bill was just lie after lie,
Many wouldn’t support it, and this explains why
They turned to Ms. Slaughter, who took time to note,
That they’d “deem” it a law without taking a vote.

They’d rely on the bill that had gone through the Senate,
Then promised repair (not that they really meant it).
Our dear Constitution they’d turn on its ears,
But they hoped that somehow they’d save their careers.

The American people were fit to be tied,
What about unemployment, the jobs that have died?
What about all the other things you’ve tried to manage,
Like Medicare and FICA, with trillions in damage?

Their emotions transformed into true righteous rage,
At the bill’s loss of freedoms its passage presaged.
New burdens on businesses, families, and workers,
That only might help whiny fakes and tear-jerkers.

They knew their well-being would be second to money,
That “just take the darn pill” was not even funny.
While they saw its supporters on so many channels
Praise what they knew would soon lead to death panels.

The clergy and faithful were late to the game,
Their fetal concerns were important but lame,
Compared to the nightmarish loss of control
Over life-death decisions because of “the whole.”

This weakness gave statists the room to create
A fig leaf of “concern” that might yet save its fate.
If it becomes law it is so sad to state,
That pro-lifers weighed in with too little, too late.

So we’ll lobby and call and send e-mail and faxes,
Objecting to bloat and the myriad taxes.
But it might become law because we didn’t see,
That it’s really about whether we’ll remain free.


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