Sexy title, huh? And it's true with just a few exceptions: insurance claims departments(when I have insurance), collection agencies, my credit record, bankruptcy proceedings, my lack of wealth, my lack of health, my rent, my employment(if my employer finds out)... All of these extra-medical partners are wearing me out. I can barely keep it up anymore.
I actually fantasize about something more stable. More simple, yet deeper. It sounds a little kinky, but...
I fantasize about getting my Big Brother involved. I know, I know... It's just that he's always there for me...especially when that grabby, chicken hawk, NRA uncle shows up with his drunk klepto friends, picks a fight with my brother, eats all of our food and pees in the ficus...my Big Brother always manages to stay centered and return the house to order no matter how hard Uncle Asshat tries to burn it down.
It wasn't always like this. I used to resent my Big Brother. He was always so powerful. Always fighting my battles. Always clearing the path. Always helping out. But you have to draw a line somewhere and I just couldn't stand the thought of him interfering in such a personal affair as my medical treatment.
But that was then. Before I fell behind in my payments. Before a broken arm turned into an eviction and a broken credit record. Before so many uninvited guests intruded into my exam room. I need my Big Brother to return the house to order again. 60 years of this employer based insurance is an epic failure.
My Big Brother understands this. He always says "I may be your Big Brother but I you are my keeper." He is so Zen. He's an old soul. I think it's his Constitution that keeps him on track. His choices may not always be my choices, but I think he understands, that regardless of how the pendulum swings, what's good for one is what's good for the other. brother.
So, yeah, it sounds obscene, but it's not like it's either one of ours' first rodeo.
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Maybe I'm misunderstanding things, but wouldn't single payer be considered a Co-op?