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Cross the river, burn the bridge

Last week, during a bit of banter on Fox News, my colleague Jonah Goldberg reminded me of something I’d all but forgotten. Last September, during his address to Congress on health care, Barack Obama declared:
"I am not the first president to take up this cause, but I am determined to be the last."

Dream on. The monstrous mountain of toxic pustules sprouting from greasy boils metastasizing from malign carbuncles that passed the Senate on Christmas Eve is not the last word in "health" "care" but the first. It ensures that this is all we'll be talking about, now and forever.

Government can't just annex "one-sixth of the US economy" (ie, the equivalent of annexing the entire British or French economy, or annexing the entire Indian economy twice over) and then just say: "Okay, what’s next? On to cap-and-trade..." Nations that governmentalize health care soon find themselves talking about little else.

In Canada, once the wait times for MRIs and hip surgery start creeping up over two years, the government distracts the citizenry with a Royal Commission appointed to study possible "reforms" which reports back a couple of years later usually with recommendations to “strengthen” the government's "commitment" to every Canadian's "right" to health care by renaming the Department of Health the Department of Health Services and abolishing the Agency of Health Administration and replacing it with a new Agency of Administrative Health Operations which would report to a reformed Council of Health Policy Administrative Coordination to be supervised by a streamlined Public Health Operations & Administration Assessment Bureau. This package of "reforms" would cost a mere 12.3 gazillion dollars and usually keeps the lid on the pot until the wait times for MRIs start creeping up over three years.

The other alternative is what the British did earlier this year: They created an exciting new "Patient's Bill of Right", promising every Briton the "right" to hospital treatment within 18 weeks. Believe it or not, that distant deadline shimmering woozily in the languid desert haze can be oddly reassuring if you’ve ever visited a Scottish emergency room on a holiday weekend. And, if the four-and-a-half months go by and you still haven't been treated, you get your (tax) money back? Ah, no. But there is a free helpline you can call which will give you continuously updated estimates on which month your operation has been rescheduled for.

The lot of them should be in jail for what they are doing to this country. The only people who support this are the something for nothing, what's in it for me crowd and they will be the ones complaining the loudest when they don't get what they expected from the system - and they won't.