Every time I finally think I’ve hit the rock-bottom eschelon of jaded cynicism, something else jolts me into the realization that no matter how much stupid, hypocritical, ignorant shit I witness and accept, there’s another bit of American buffoonery to jolt me from my comfort right around the corner.
The health insurance company contracted by the company I work for (heretofore referred to as “Fuckwad Insurance, Inc.” and “The Gulag”, respectively, to keep various names and legal issues out of my way entirely), does not allow me to place Malkavia, loyal Dope Fiend and my roommate-recently-turned-girlfriend, or her 6-year-old son on my insurance plan. This is because Malkavia and I aren’t married. You’ll find the same policy among most, if not all, insurance companies across the country. This in itself is nonsense, but not the subject of today’s bit of angry bitching and moaning.
Fuckwad Insurance, Inc. allows homosexual couples (adoringly dubbed, “Domestic Partners”) to share a single insurance policy; ie Joe Gayman works for the Gulag, both he and his live-in boyfriend, Bill Assmasterson, who is NOT employed by the Gulag and, coincidentally, has no insurance of his own, may share Joe’s policy. However, as stated above, I can’t share my policy with my heterosexual “Domestic Partner”, Malkavia.
After that frothing and raving preamble, my question is this: Is the Affirmative Action and various minority rights movements basically stating, and are the government and corporate entities of the United States agreeing, that two wrongs really do make a right? Are we being told, in deed, that “fairness” and “equality” and “justice for all” means simply screwing a particular demographic until it makes too much fuss, then turning around and screwing the one that was previously “dominant”?
