Git out yer pitchforks, socialist dictator Barack Obama is redistributin' yer wealth by making former millionaire MSNBC personality Dylan Ratigan pay AN EXTRA FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS A YEAR for health insurance, because the old one he bought -- his $170 per month catastrophic "insurance" -- done been canceled.
The 1% patronize high-end doctors who don't take insurance anyhow, so why would they pay the premiums? They've got enough dough to be self-insured. The only reason Ratigan's got the catastrophic policy is because he's merely a millionaire, and not a billionaire. The latter can cough up for a lifetime of assisted living and life-support, without denting their assets.
It would be fair if rich folks never used the public health-care system at all, but the fact is that they do go to hospital -- and there's no high-income cut-off at the emergency room. Ratigan's being pretty douchey, considering who else pays $4,000 a year: just about every working stiff in the country. Cough up your $330 a month, Ratigan, and STFU already.
Damn right. My crocs go on as soon as I get home, and they are the only thing that save my feet when I'm on them all day working in the kitchen. Crocs are a godsend, my friends.
ETA: but if the surface I'm walking on is wet, yikes! They're an accident waiting to happen then.
The one time I was on COBRA it started around $500 per month. After 2 months I got a 25% increase. I was so pissed that I decided to have 2 elective surgeries while I was on that policy. Nasal polyps and vasectomy. (not at the same time) I came out ahead of the insurance company.
Apparently they&#039;re A Thing with chefs. Or at least Mario Batali. I would never take fashion tips from <a href="http:\/\/guestofaguest.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/09\/Mario_Batali.jpg" target="_blank">Mario Batali</a>. Yeesh!
I suppose that&#039;s fine for all of you who will get sick and die.
Our worst president, working towards a new goal: worst <i>ex</i>-president.
Amen, sister.
Oh, I know. On the days I&#039;m home, that&#039;s me too.
A Black Amex is all the card he needs.
The 1% patronize high-end doctors who don&#039;t take insurance anyhow, so why would they pay the premiums? They&#039;ve got enough dough to be self-insured. The only reason Ratigan&#039;s got the catastrophic policy is because he&#039;s merely a millionaire, and not a billionaire. The latter can cough up for a lifetime of assisted living and life-support, without denting their assets.
It would be fair if rich folks never used the public health-care system at all, but the fact is that they do go to hospital -- and there&#039;s no high-income cut-off at the emergency room. Ratigan&#039;s being pretty douchey, considering who else pays $4,000 a year: just about every working stiff in the country. Cough up your $330 a month, Ratigan, and STFU already.
Of course, $333 a month is well within his means. What he&#039;s whining about is having to pitch in with the peasants.
Damn right. My crocs go on as soon as I get home, and they are the only thing that save my feet when I&#039;m on them all day working in the kitchen. Crocs are a godsend, my friends.
ETA: but if the surface I&#039;m walking on is wet, yikes! They&#039;re an accident waiting to happen then.
You didn&#039;t by any chance mention certain prescription medications designed especially for men, did you?
The one time I was on COBRA it started around $500 per month. After 2 months I got a 25% increase. I was so pissed that I decided to have 2 elective surgeries while I was on that policy. Nasal polyps and vasectomy. (not at the same time) I came out ahead of the insurance company.
Do those black sox have the Presidential seal on them? Do they give those away on Airforce One?
JINX!
Please see above.
JINX II!
$170/mo is a lot to pay for a catastrophic plan that is all-too-well-named, most likely.
Apparently they&#039;re A Thing with chefs. Or at least Mario Batali. I would never take fashion tips from <a href="http:\/\/guestofaguest.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/09\/Mario_Batali.jpg" target="_blank">Mario Batali</a>. Yeesh!