By the end of last night, I was completely exhausted from the whole weekend and a whole year, for that matter, of the healthcare reform debate. And, as it was all said and done and the Democrats were congratulating themselves on a job well done, I found myself feeling more satisfied with the way the Democrats had passed the healthcare reform bill rather than being pleased with the bill itself. Yes—it is true that I supported the passing of this legislation and that I spent a good portion of my weekend calling Representative Mike Capuano’s office of the 8th District of Massachusetts to urge the Congressman to vote Yes for the bill. When it proved fruitless calling up his DC office, I gathered up some face paint and some friends and I walked down to the District location and staged a good old fashioned sit-in on the corner of First and Charles Street in Cambridge Massachusetts. By the late afternoon on Saturday, it was announced that the Congressman would be voting Yes vote for the bill and, as a walked home with warrior paint smeared over my face and a pocket full of pot marijuana that we had smoked throughout the entire sit-in, I couldn’t help but feel somewhat pleased that I’d done a small Freemont part in this healthcare debate.
Sunday morning started with racial and homophobic epitaphs being yelled at Rep. John Lewis of Georgia and Rep. Barney Frank of Massachusetts as they walked into the House chamber in Washington. I had heard that there was a possibility that a vote would be cast some time around 3PM, but as the day dragged on and as Bart Stupak, the Anti-abortion coward from Michigan, delayed his press conference, it seemed to me like there was still plenty of time for the Democrats to fuck this thing up.
But, when the smoke cleared, and all the votes were taken, they had finally done it—they had passed a healthcare reform bill that weeks earlier was absolutely dead. I myself on this blog, after the healthcare summit meeting that took place at the Garden Room of Blair House, had written that “… the ONLY hope (lied) in the miracle of Obama playing some brilliant politics, which we (had) yet to see throughout this entire debate.” Well, lo and behold, the Democrats did it and they did it the way that I said they should: by ramming it down the fucking Republicans’ throat.
This bill is far from being the solution to the healthcare problem in this country, but, as I watched my television and I looked at the smiles on the Democrats faces and the old man frowns that were painted on those of the Republicans, I thought to myself: you mother fuckers got what you deserved. It was a long time fucking coming, but it finally happened, you arrogant fuckwads. The Democrats finally shoved an enormous shit burger down all of your fucking throats. And, as I sat alone in my apartment, I couldn’t help but grin and say: fuck you.
Fuck you for Iraq. And fuck you for the Patriot Act. Fuck you for Guantanamo. And fuck you for the tax cuts to the rich. Fuck you for the lack of response during Katrina. Fuck you for the absence of any effort towards global warming. And fuck you for Dick Cheney. Fuck you for cutting funding for stem cell research. And fuck you for conjured death panels. And fuck you for this last decade of abandoning the poor and middle classes. And Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Now, take a big bite out of your own shit and go fuck yourselves, you Republican fucks.
I believe that my sentiment during the Bush years can be summed up the best through what was said by Neil Young shortly before we blindly went into Iraq (a war which I never once supported). He stood up on stage and he said that he felt like he was inside of a gas guzzling truck with no breaks headed for a cliff and there was nothing he could do about it. Well, I believe that for the last decade that there’s plenty of Americans who have felt the same way, but who have been drowning so deep in their own shit that they’ve been unable to speak. So, it was good to finally see the Republicans receive a taste of their own medicine. That was the real victory yesterday. President Obama and Nancy Pelosi, they finally took a fucking stand and played the politics that we’d all been telling them they should have played all along. And guess what—it worked.
I read an AP blurb earlier today that John McCain said that the Democrats should not expect anything from the Republicans for the next year. And, you know what, John? I think that this is a fight that the new President Obama is willing to fight. And David fucking Plouffe better be fucking listening. Because that McCain statement needs to be on every fucking flyer, every fucking thank you letter that the DNC sends out this month. Now is not the time to bask in the glory. Now is the time to continue to fight. And I’m fairly fucking certain that running for reelection on the platform that nothing is going to get done for the next year is a death sentence for John McCain’s 2010 campaign. He is old; he is out of touch; and he is in big fucking trouble. It will be up to the Democrats to expose this Republican mentality and use it against them in the 2010 elections.
So, don’t back away now, Democrats. Keep the foot on the peddle. And for those of us leftists— despite a small victory yesterday—universal healthcare is still a long way away. We need to continue to fight the good fight, Friends of Free.
In the meantime, I will be brushing up on my photoshop skills. Because creating a picture of President Obama licking the asshole of Nancy Pelosi while giving Harry Reid a reach-around is no small feet. It is certainly a challenge in it’s own right. But it’s one that I’m glad to be undertaking.
Keep the fight alive.
- Freemont Barrington
