R.I.P.: The American Health Care System. Died: this week.
Rationing of health care, here we come.
I suppose that I take comfort–great comfort, actually—in the assurance that the time I spend in this life is but a foreshadowing of what is to come, and that death is really the beginning. The end game for all of us is precisely the same, no matter what anyone believes or doesn’t believe; we’ll all, most assuredly, die. For those who believe in a Creator who loved us and saved us by dying Himself, death is not the ultimate enemy. So I die sooner rather than later? Sad for those in bereavement, but it’s not the end. Quite the opposite, actually.
Now, if I happened to be one of those who think that we’re done–for good–once we’ve expired, the news that Obama is going to ration our health care by ram-rodding socialized medicine through Congress would be far more troubling. Then, having the availability of a system that will do whatever it can for me no matter what my age or condition would seem doubly important.
Don’t get me wrong, both types should do all we can to not let this travesty take place. In other words, let your elected representatives know what you think.
