I can’t possibly count the number of headlines I’ve seen about Trump panicking. Medias Touch is especially bad about it.
Of course the traditional R position has always been that a disabled individual is entitled to as much access to a normal life as they (or their extended family) have the ability to pay for. What they have no specific right to, is public money for their personal benefit.
The traditional Rs have fought any and every effort at public provision of disabled services since before I was born.
Now what trump is doing, rolling back 50 years of hard-fought D-driven progress at the stroke of a crooked pen, is undoubtedly utterly evil. But totally on-brand for all Rs of all eras; not just MAGA, and not just the raging crazies in the current criminal regime.
Actually, this applies to everyone, disabled or not-- if you want food, medical care, education, clothes, housing, you are entitled to whatever you can afford. This applies across the board, regardless of age, race, ethnic background, gender, physical ability/disability, general health-- no one is entitled to anything they can’t pay for.
Except for two groups: educated straight white men who are the descendants of white immigrants. And, of course, fetuses (but not babies or children).
Are there American white men who are NOT descended from white immigrants?
Actually, now that I’ve typed that, I suppose a lot of the 19th-century Catholic immigrants were not fully white at the time; they weren’t NOT white, but a lot of privilege was denied them, but by now their descendents are fully white as boundaries have shifted.
Most obviously: some of them are white immigrants.
I’ve said before, US health-care system is the finest in the world that money can buy.
I can totally understand why somebody with Big Bux would vote for Republicans and support their policies. What I don’t understand is why a family of four that never earned more than $50,000 annually does.
For the usual reasons: scary immigrants, scary minorities, scary trans people, scary non-Christian people. They live in a threatening world, and Trump alone can fix it.
I’ve found a lot of people don’t think about healthcare until it becomes a problem for them.
Or else they have good cheap health care (work for a hospital, or some government entity) and don’t understand or care how other people and families have to manage. They may not even believe that reliable, reasonably priced healthcare isn’t available to everyone.
Most people feel in their core that if something is true for them, it must be true for everyone else.
This is Trumplican logic; If I did not know something, then NOBODY every knew it. The word “dumb” has a “b” in it. Nobody knew that before today.
Exactly. A lot of people don’t have great health insurance: they have an OK/lower-tier policy from their employer, or they bought a (relatively) inexpensive bronze-tier plan from a smaller company on the Marketplace. If they’ve never really had to stress-test their insurance coverage (i.e., they just use it for routine stuff), they might still say, “I have great health insurance,” because they have not yet run into a problem.
That’s part of it, no doubt. Because my father was in the military, my MAGA mother has had government insurance for a little over fifty years now, so she kind of assumes everyone has access to affordable insurance if they want it.
Except
- Trump hasn’t fixed it, just pissed them off.
- It’s cost them their country.
- “The swamp” is bigger than ever.
As the guy who fell off the Empire State building was heard to remark as he passed the 82nd floor, “So far, so good.”
Or they’ve got bad cheap health insurance that they’ve been lied to about how good it is.
“When I’m rich, I don’t want high taxes.”
As John Steinbeck once observed: the US has never had a self-admitted proletariat, only temporarily embarrassed capitalists.
I’m currently in rehearsal for a production of the musical 1776, and there’s a line that’s very resonant even today: “Remember that most men with nothing would rather protect the possibility of becoming rich than face the reality of being poor.”
Hence the impressive sales of Powerball tickets.
Forgive the hyperbole/melodrama, but, to me, the nub of ‘temporarily embarrassed millionaires’ isn’t all that dramatically different from “Arbeit Macht Frei.”