Regular readers know that I tend to go off on rants once I get started, so to avoid that, I’m going to try to stick to a few bullet points. I’ll elaborate on those as I see fit. Read the rest of this entry
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When I talked yesterday about Brazil buying planes from Sweden instead of the US because of the NSA bull hockey, I figured that we’d start to hear from corporations who were upset about losing business based on the way our government acts with the rest of the world (and its own citizens).
Well, I don’t like to blow my own horn, but…
Here we are, already in December. It seems like it was just a couple weeks ago that Jerry was telling me we should start this blog and use it as a kind of therapy. That conversation went something like this:
A few years ago, my wife and I fell into an opportunity that we couldn’t pass up. We got a chance at the dream that many Americans have: We got the chance to start our own business. Now, it’s not a huge business. It’s definitely a small business. We rarely have more than three employees – and that’s including my wife and myself – at any given time.
When we first started this business, we thought we’d found the end of the rainbow. We live pretty far back in the sticks, so a drive to any “real” job would take at least 45 minutes one way. And it’s not 45 highway minutes – this is 45 mountain minutes (which means that if you get behind a coal truck, you’re going to be late).
We didn’t get rich then, and we’re still not rich. You’d be hard pressed to even say we’re comfortable. We still live paycheck to paycheck like most people. We don’t eat in fancy restaurants or have steak for dinner every night. We don’t have fancy cars. Hell, my truck is old enough to buy alcohol legally. But we were okay. We could pay the bills enough to keep the lights on and the water running.
We had both been out of work for a while, so we didn’t have any insurance. Her last job hadn’t offered it at all, and while mine had, who can afford COBRA? Certainly not us, and it had been more than 18 months anyway, so that wasn’t an option. We started looking into it, got some quotes.
In early January a girl happened to come by the house. She was working for such-and-such insurance company. I don’t remember the name, and it really isn’t important. She showed us a good policy for health and life insurance that would take care of both my wife and I if one or the other happened to fall ill and, God forbid, pass away.
We loved it. It was exactly what we were looking for. And even more so, it was within our budget. We would finally be able to go to the doctor when one of us got a sinus infection or some other kind of ailment. Our insurance would start on February 1st, and we’d be covered.
On January 28th, I had my first heart attack.
I swear to Christ, I’m going to delete my Facebook thing. Every day I see more stuff that just drives me up the wall.
This morning, I got up, made a cup of coffee like I usually do (Thank you, Keurig!) and sat down at the computer. I had a while before I have to go meet Jerry for breakfast, so I thought I’d jump on the old Facebook and see what’s going on with my “friends”.
Well, the first thing I see is this:
I know that the crap going on with Syria right now is pretty important, and believe me – I’ll get to that. But first, I’ve got to say something about this whole “Obamacare is evil” thing.
I’m not too big on the Facebook. I don’t know a lot about it, or even how to really use it. But when I saw someone post this picture:
I just had to say something. Read the rest of this entry →