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We have an awful lot of people in our society of the OMG/LOL/TTYL variety who can't follow simple, connect the dots, instructions. Their beady little eyes glaze when confronted with a question and a hard multiple choice stuff like "yes/no" is just impossible. If they can't just jam their little fat fingers on a touch screen and type with their thumbs, then it is not only too hard but an imposition.
Similarly, when confronted with real sentences and information given in a form past a grunt or a curse "no problem" (a pet peeve - if I thank a waiter for bringing my water and he says "no problem", I often ask him for a list of what constitutes a problem ... is a new fork a problem? warm food?...if so I won't ask and cause him a problem), our little dimwitted friends turn their little minds into froth.
Obamacare is actually an IQ test and you don't know it. If it is too hard for you to figure, then you really don't deserve health insurance. You just need a pot, some good soil, and occasional water.
Just for shits and grins, call your local insurance agency and ask for some health care quotes. Waste a few hours that way just getting a policy written in insurance-ese to wade through. Takes about a week all told and you get pissed because you can't handle an interactive form with the highest number being your SS#?
Not for nothing, I'm old and dumb. I got through it for a family member in another state. He has a pre-existing condition that turns out to be the determinant for the selected plan. I made one call to the help line because I didn't understand a term and promptly got through and the answer came in plain English. Boom. Done. Less than an hour. All the plans with a compare function so I could stack them up, one against the other. Easy choices. No jargon
Those who bitch and moan do so for a reason. They are bitching and moaning because they are too f...g stupid to deal with food served on a silver platter at - I might add - an extremely affordable rate (unless you are still using your local barber as a surgeon and treat your fever with leeches). I registered someone in an hour, got the insurance quotes, examined the policies side by side, made the choice, signed up, got a confirmation in the mail this morning. .... biff, pow, boom.
Next time you hear some jerk waxing poetic about this monstrous program ... just remind yourself that he/she may have their underwear on backwards and shoes on the wrong foot. Got it?
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