Tuesday, March 30, 2010

HealthCare III

There has been a lot of discussion and disagreement with the health care bill; which, by the way, I hope is just a first step in the process of nationalizing it.  A lot of people disagree with me and think I am either crazy or stupid.  I have to admit that most of the people who have spoken to me about this and feel this way are family.  Others are probably too polite to criticize so harshly.

We all know that the cost of health care for Americans is inching, no galloping, higher.  And along with the rising cost of health care goes the cost of insurance to help pay for health care.  Many lower and middle income people are being squeezed out from being able to afford medical care of any type.  I believe we, as a country, cannot afford to let any segment of our population fall through the health care cracks.  We need to take care of our own.

We cannot leave this care in the hands of big business and the insurance companies; they don't exactly have a history of helping the underdog, or compassion for anything but the bottom line.

The United States has made tremendous changes over the last 234 years.  Our founding fathers intentionally made the Constitution a bit vague.  They knew the country would grow; but they had no idea how much, or what changes in technology would evolve.  When this country declared its independence, the population was small.    Families helped each other out; everyone knew his neighbor and offered what help they could when times were hard.  The citizens took care of friends and neighbors.  Today, very few of us even know who are neighbors are.  It is a dog-eat-dog world and every man and woman must care for him or herself.

Yet we still live in the United States, the most blessed nation in the world (at least most of its citizens think so).  We must take care of our own.  If we individually don't know our neighbors and don't help to take care of them, we have no choice but to appoint the government as caretaker.

I am not ignorant of the fact that our government seems to make a muddle of a lot of programs it is responsible for, but I think it is up to us, the people of the US, to elect the right people and make our voices known that we think the government should and will be held accountable.  We deserve the best government possible, but we also have to be the best overseers we can be.  This does not mean listening to talk show hosts who try to tear the government down without offering suggestions for making it better.  This is not condoning violent protest.  We need to know what our representative is doing, and he or she needs to know we are watching.

Could the nationalization of health care be the beginning of the citizens actually overseeing what the government does so that it will do it right?  After all, we have a government of the people and for the people.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Health Care II

Health care should be the same for everyone, rich or poor, connected or not.   We finally have a health care bill, and politicians are getting threats, and worse, for voting yea or nay.  What kind of country is this, that people are so full of hate they have to hurt someone for trying to do something right?  I do agree that this bill is not as good as it should be, but at least we can now see how change does or doesn't affect our lives.  I hope this is the first reform of many.  But the reaction of some is very scary; and very stupid and hateful on their part.

It seems to me that health care should be taken out of the realm of for profit insurance companies.  After all, these companies are in business to make a profit, to support themselves and their employees.  If the are unable to do so, they will simply close their doors; and then there will be less competition for each citizen's dollar.  Granted, I do not like insurance companies and think they make obscene amounts of profit, but I think their public images would immediately improve if they got out of the health care business.

Because health care is a people intensive occupation, and huge amounts of money are needed for research and development, and because there are endless tests, procedures, and more tests now available, I believe it should be taken out of the private sector and administered by the government.  At this point, I am not sure how the drug companies would fit in here; my inclination right now is that they should continue as they are, but with more impartiality in the testing they do.  I realize the government has a not-so-stellar reputation when it comes to running programs, but it can't do any worse than the insurance companies have done.  And when I say that everyone should have the same health care, I mean everyone, from the President of the United States, our congress people on down to the poorest of citizens.  I don't know if this would work in practice, but I am sure it can't be any worse, or any more expensive, than what we have now.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Mothers and Daughters

For most of my life, I thought that my relationship with my mother was unique, an aberration from the norm, and have felt very guilty because of it.  I was sure it was my fault.  Everyone I knew seemed to have such a perfect mother-daughter relationship.  Their mothers were often their best friends.  Mine never was.

Then I read the book Mean Mothers by Peg Streep.  I now realize that I am not the only person who had a less than perfect relationship with her mother.  I also realize that I did not have as awful a relationship as I had once thought.  It is true that she never told me she loved me, and that I never had enough nerve to ask if she did, but I now believe that was just how she was.  The family she grew up in was not very demonstrative, and I don't think it was unique, especially during the first half of the the 20th century.  It was just that everyone  was very private.  I never even knew that my mother had a half brother until just a few years ago.  I probably wouldn't have known then if Mom hadn't let it slip out.  I can't even remember what we were talking about, probably because my thoughts stopped when she mentioned her half brother.  I still don't know what his name was, or where he lived, or if I have any unknown cousins; and I will probably never know.

I had always envied some of my friends because they were really close with their moms, and could tell them everything.  My conversations with my mother were usually limited to how well I did in school, or where I might be going that night.  When I turned down a scholarship to get married, I never knew if she was disappointed in me or glad that I would be out of the house.

Now I realize that she kept things inside that bothered her or even that might have made her happy.  I now know where I get the tendency to keep my thoughts to myself, and why it is so hard for me to open up to friends, even if I know those friends want only what's best for me.  It has been a long struggle, but I think that I am finally coming to terms with who she was and our less than perfect  relationship.  And, yes, I finally realize that she was not one of the mean mothers in the book of the same name.