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Be a Fighter

Yesterday I received some scary news from a person close to me, my bff. I’ve loved my bff since the day I met her and have always felt protective of her and this new has come as a shocking reality to how cold life can be.

We’ve all heard stories of fighters, leaders of men and strong people who have gone through hell and made it back to a normal, seemingly normal life. My bff is a hero in her own right, a leader of men and a fierce opponent to all who cross her. From a very young age we shared a common bond, a tumultuous, often fearful life. We shared our grievances of life as young adults and despite a significant age difference, always maintained a like frame of mind, a mutual respect and love. We’ve held each other’s hands through hard times, uplifted each other and stayed as close as we can though our personal lives have their additions and distractions. There is no other person on the planet that is as close to my heart as she.

There’s been scary news before and my bff fought it like only the strongest among us can, with her chin up and her heart strong. We thought she may never have children after her daughter, but she now has a beautiful son as well. As I write this I weep for her, and admittedly I cried on the phone even though I was trying so hard to maintain my composure, to be there for her as she needed me to be. I am weak and cannot imagine how hard that call must have been for her, how she didn’t crumble into self pity as I might’ve is beyond me. She is as strong as the world could ever ask her to be.

Things like this defy logic to me, these problems come to those that least deserve it and I know that it could still be nothing, as I said to her yesterday. It could completely be an irrelevant issue when it’s tested and this could all be an exercise in recognizing our mortality. At least we can honestly say whatever it is has to have been caught somewhat early, as it’s only a piece upon an organ, but it’s a scary little fucking piece of the unknown.

I can only hope one day I can be a fighter like she is. My bff is incredibly important to me and all that know and love her, she is strong, independent, funny and beautiful. She shares a lot of qualities with you and me, she tries her best to make everyone happy and tries to save a little for herself too. To those of you that are religious please say a prayer for her, to those of you that are not, send a nice thought out into the universe for her please, anything can help in this time of the unknown.

To my bff, I love you and I am here for you in any way that you need me to be.

Tags: beautiful son, bff, close to my heart, common bond, composure, distractions, frame of mind, grievances, leader of men, mortality, mutual respect, personal lives, self pity, shocking reality, tumor, young adults

Getting it Off My Chest

I’m sure that everyone has experienced a week where everything seemed to go in every other direction than the way you planned. If you are anything like me, you get really mad when things go wrong that are totally out of your control. A couple of things went wrong for me in the past week. I will not bore you with the details. But I will tell you this: when something in my personal and professional life pisses me off, the rest of the world better be on its best behavior or they are going to hear about it. Apparently the rest of the world didn’t get the memo. World, get ready ‘cause here it comes.

To Democrats: Get your crap together. I swear you are all over the place. Can you guys and gals please start singing from the same hymn book? You guys are looking at the polls and you think people aren’t approving of what you are doing because they don’t want health care reform. They aren’t approving because you are being spineless wimps or are confusing the hell out of folks. Man up, and do this damn thing.

To Right-wing radio/TV/blogs: The president of the United States is entitled to a week off without your bitchin’ and moaning that he needs to be around to run the country. You guys constantly say that liberals look at him as the Messiah, but it is you who thinks the guy shouldn’t eat, sleep, or shit for the next 4 years. You know, I may have my biblical history wrong, but I think even Jesus ate and slept. You also think that he should just be able to snap his fingers and everything that is broken will be made whole. Really, let’s face the truth here. You just want to wear him down. Screw you. If your president could spend half his time playing cowboy in Crawford, my president can take a week off at the beach. And yes, I’ve heard you say it: he’s not YOUR president. Screw you. Again.

To Wal-mart: I noticed you changed the packaging on your Great Value brand, but that doesn’t give you the right to hike your prices. First of all, the packaging doesn’t bring any added value. In fact, it is less attractive and more generic than your old packaging. What is inside the packaging even seems to taste worse. I know that it is psychological, and I will overcome, because I know the reason you are doing it is to force me to spend more money on the higher priced name brand items. Ever since Sam Walton died, I’ve thought the company was taken over by soulless vampires. This confirms it.

To Corporations: I see that you are starting to report profits. Good for you. But I know it’s not because consumers are happily spending money in your establishments. It’s because you have cut your employees wages and benefits. Your workers are 20% more productive, but yet their personal incomes are falling. You get away with it because other people are losing their jobs, and people are content with just having a job. Meanwhile, your CEOs are still getting fat bonus checks and salaries. This will backfire, though. Sooner or later the economy will turn around, and the ones that toiled for you thanklessly will become the new employee for your competitor. So bask in your glory that you managed to turn a profit in a down economy, but know that your employees will remember when the getting is good. And as they walk out your door, they’ll just smile and say, “hey, it’s nothing personal, it’s the economy!”

Wow, I feel better now! Now what would you like to get off your chest?

Tags: biblical history, democrats, health care reform, liberals, messiah, president of the united states, professional life, wal mart, wimps

Sick of This

I am sick and tired of the crazy idiots in this country trying to screw things up for the rest of us. I am really mad at the direction the town hall meetings on Health Care are going. There is no debate, it’s just yelling and screaming. In the end, level-headed citizens get none of their questions answered, and nothing gets accomplished. Honestly, it would be more productive if the members of Congress just post a list of “frequently asked questions.” Hey Congress, here is my suggested list, because I have yet to hear a question that falls out of these areas:

1) Is this bill going to make me kill my Grandma? A: Only if she is a wingnut republican. Democrats get to live forever and ever. We’ve rewritten the laws of nature and man just for the Democrats.

4) Are you going to kill Trig? A: No, but at age 65 his mother is going to be put down. See answer #1.

Okay, I know that was mean and it really was just tongue in cheek. But people, this happened in 1994. We got no healthcare reform, and the insurance companies are up to the same shenanigans. I have health coverage. It won’t make a difference to me, except I will have to pay higher and higher premiums each year. My employer will pay higher and higher premiums. But there are millions of Americans who don’t have insurance. Every time they visit an ER to get care, we all pay for it in our premiums.

Now I won’t say that I agree with every aspect of the bill, I don’t. But there has to be give and take here. The public option is there to keep the insurance companies honest. Besides, the way the law is written; all employers will be required to give health insurance to their employees through a private company. The public option is for those who can’t afford the private insurance. I know plenty of people who work for companies who are not covered under a health care plan. I know plenty of people who elect not to get coverage because they can’t afford a $700-800 a month premium.

Even though my company provides good insurance, I have also heard stories of people who came down with major illnesses getting procedures and drugs denied because it wasn’t in the plan. They not only have to battle cancer, they have to battle the insurance company too.

But really, screaming at the top of your lungs in a town hall meeting gets nothing done. It just makes you look like a crazy nutjob. If you oppose the bill, fine, oppose it. You can even express why you oppose it to your Congress person. But the healthcare insurance system now is a mess, and it needs reform. We can all agree on that.

Tags: democrats, health care, health coverage, health insurance, healthcare reform, insurance, insurance companies, medicare, members of congress, premiums, private company, private insurance, tongue in cheek, town hall meetings