Customs Sunday morning coming off the USS National Review resembled the nightmare scenarios some of us have for the future of U.S. health care. As best I can estimate, I was in line with hundreds of fellow cruisers (the wise ones opted for the “expedited” line at 7 a.m., but I’m under the impression they encountered complications as well) for two hours. Rob Long, who can make Purell hand sanitizer and vacuum cleaning funny, couldn’t make light of this material, instead reminding us this could be the emergency room, and you could drop dead before you get to show your I.D.Or the line at a polling place in Flordia, if you're the kind of Lopez the G.O.P. doesn't want to vote.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Don't You Know Who I Am?
So Kathy Jean Lopez gets a free cruise out of bamboozling rich elderly folks to fork over thousands for the privilege of listening to John Fund and Scott Rasmussen while seasick, and she's still got to complain about the burdens of privilege:
Posted by Roger at 11:43 AM