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Healthcare Song: Ain't Gonna Treat Your Heart No Longer

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New YouTube video from the "One Single Payer System" guy. This lyric was written by Dr. B and was done at this year's Metro Omaha Medical Society annual show.

What are the chances it will wind up on NPR and be performed at the Prairie Home Companion show?



AIN'T GONNA TREAT YOUR HEART NO LONGER

Long ago you were productive
And you held a steady job
Now you've gotten old and feeble
And you're looking like a slob
Once you paid us lots of taxes
And were very cheap to treat
Now the bills are piling up
And there's a budget we must meet

Refrain
Ain't gonna treat your heart no longer
Ain't gonna treat your back no more
Costs too much to buy you braces
Costs too much for Lipitor
Costs too much for your depression
And we're tired of your complaints
Ain't gonna treat your heart no longer
Better get ready to meet the saints

Now your joints are getting creaky
And your liver's getting old
Your carotids are stenosing
And your thyroid needs controlled
It's too bad that you have cancer
And you suffer chronic pain
But we can't afford to treat you
So you're circling the drain

Refrain

While the citizens were sleeping
Congress came and took control
Now your healthcare's being run by
Bureaucrats without a soul
We won't pay for your dialysis
Won't pay to fix your eyes
But because we're kind and caring
We will pay to euthanize

Refrain


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Comrades,

We are Progressive and thus Truth is on our side but since this makes me uncomfortable, it is clearly untrue. The creator of this video must be purged! But I thank Comrade Red Square for keeping us informed on those who "disinform."

Wait till KopechneKare KennedyKare comes. Then they'll get theirs (or won't, as the case may be)!

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Hmmm... sounds familiar....



"This Old House" (or sometimes written "This Ole House") is a popular song by Stuart Hamblen published in 1954. It describes a house in a state of disrepair after its owner's death, and was inspired by areal-life house found by Hamblen and his friends while on a fishing trip. Despite its subject matter, the song is normally performed in an upbeat style. Hamblen intended this to symbolize the joy of the man's going to Heaven.

This old house once knew my children
This old house once knew my wife
This old house was home and comfort
As we fought the storms of life
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now she trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin' walks about

[Chorus]
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window-pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

This old house is a-gettin' shaky
This old house is a-gettin' old
This old house lets in the rain
This old house lets in the cold
Oh my knees are-a gettin' chilly
But I feel no fear or pain
'Cause I see an angel peekin'
Through a broken window-pane

[Chorus]
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window-pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

Now this old house is afraid of thunder
This old house is afraid of storms
This old house just groans and trembles
When the night wind flings its arms
This old house is a-gettin' feeble
This old house is a-needin' paint
Just like me it's tuckered out
But I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

[Chorus]
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window-pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

Now my old hound dog lies a-sleepin'
He don't know I'm gonna leave
Else he'd wake up by the fireplace
And he'd sit there and howl and grieve
But my huntin' days are over
Ain't gonna hunt the coon no more
Gabriel done brought in my chariot
When the wind blew down the door

[Chorus]
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window-pane
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints
Ready to meet the saints

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Thanks Red Square, that song really got my toe tappin'. Of course now my bunion is killing me.

If only we had ObamaCare, I could go to my doctor and be told that the money to fix my aching bunion would be better spent curing some illegal alien child molester's venereal disease STD.

Imagine how proud I'd feel knowing that my tax dollars were better spent.Of course my pride would be tempered by the knowledge that I was a selfish little prick for putting my toe ahead of some more deserving person's needs. So it serves me right that I should have to suffer.

Each according to their ability, right? So if I can't cure everyone's bunion, the least I can do is suffer in quiet dignity. Let this be my contribution to the greater good.

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Comrade Whoopie wrote:Thanks Red Square, that song really got my toe tappin'. Of course now my bunion is killing me.

If only we had ObamaCare, I could go to my doctor and be told that the money to fix my aching bunion would be better spent curing some illegal alien child molester's venereal disease STD.

Imagine how proud I'd feel knowing that my tax dollars were better spent.Of course my pride would be tempered by the knowledge that I was a selfish little prick for putting my toe ahead of some more deserving person's needs. So it serves me right that I should have to suffer.

Each according to their ability, right? So if I can't cure everyone's bunion, the least I can do is suffer in quiet dignity. Let this be my contribution to the greater good.

Comrade Whoopie,

You are indeed a vision of what all of us proles should strive to be. As you put the needs of yourself where they should be, behind the needs of everyone else, know that there are other icons like you. Tom of Tom's Shoes represents this vision to the point that he gives away all he makes to the point that personal hygiene and razor baldes matter not to him. You truly are a 'Chief Shoe Giver'. Let Tom and Comrade Whoopie be examples for us you all!

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Comrades,

One beneficial side effect of this is that all those rancid reactionary country songs about broken hearts, or even "Achy Breaky Hearts," will disappear through terminal government and cultural infarction.

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INGSOC wrote:
Comrade Whoopie,

You are indeed a vision of what all of us proles should strive to be. You truly are a 'Chief Shoe Giver'. Let Tom and Comrade Whoopie be examples for us you all!


Thank you INGSOC, I am truly humbled by your praise. Even more humbleder than a peasant working in the beet fields.

However, just as I'd rather go naked than wear fur, I'd rather go barefoot than wear Tom's tacky footwear. I can see why he has to give them away to ignorant thirdworlders with no fashion sense.

If life gives you lemons (ugly shoes) make lemonade (pretend you're being charitable by discarding them). Hey, at least he can claim a tax deduction that way.

Child laborer in Pakistan "I work 80 hours a week under sweat shop conditions making shoes for Tom and all I got for it was a bowl of rice and a pair of these lousy shoes."

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Comrade Pakistani child laborer,

I am stolkhoz. I work 100 hours and am thus more heroic and allowed to beat you in return!

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Sigh... maybe one day we will have World Healthcare and that poor child in Pakistan will receive the proper care.

Back to the thread about these age challenged folks who are bringing down our glorious system. Hear Dear Leader in his own words:


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Perish the thought that some rightwing xenophobic biblo-Fascist should suggest that Dear Leader lead by example, on the treatment of geezers, owing to His having existed for nearly half a century.


 
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