The health care debate dances around the idea that people are obese and unhealthy from lack of exercise and poor eating habits. The public policy question is how much money should be spent saving someone from themselves. There was a pastor down here who said when he was in “the world” he knew he was in the world. I appreciate that honest self-analysis and I personally know that if I eat too much of the wrong things I cooked my own goose. (And drink Grey Goose in moderation.)
The Congress is considering legislation to paid spouses of war veterans with serious brain injuries to assist with their care. What a great idea since to can’t imagine to debt this nation owes those families.
I wonder if engaged couples are really thinking that this person will be a solid and interesting companion with whom to grow old for the next half century. As we prepare for Thanksgiving, give thanks for the smooth old couples who demonstrated how it should be done—with style, grace, commitment and responsibility. They don’t make marriages like they use to because they don’t make people like they once did; find yourself in a wheelchair and Boomquesia is out of here like last year.
Happy Thanksgiving and I give thanks that I did not marry Boomquesia.