Republican Debate on CNN

[Dr. Love]

Wow! They are really going after each other!

Huntsman calls Perry treasonous! People cheer at the idea that we let poor people just die! Bachmann going after Romney AND Perry!

Anyone else watching this?

[Dr. Love]

LOL, Perry really seems dumbfounded sometimes about the attacks on him.

[Dr. Love]

the audience is pretty scary in their response to the debates...

[hambon4lif]

I was going to embed the first part of the debate, but I wanted to spare everyone the cheeseball WWE intro, and the complete desecration of the National Anthem. The whore that tried to sing it should be fined millions of dollars if she attempts to to sing anything...ever...again.

Anyway, the first question was on Social Security. I'm giving that round to Huntsman, not only for pointing out that Romney and Perry were drama queens, but for also pointing out that the solutions are already there, and that the problem is a lack of leadership.

[Nickdfresh]

Wow! They are really going after each other!

Huntsman calls Perry treasonous! People cheer at the idea that we let poor people just die! Bachmann going after Romney AND Perry!

Anyone else watching this?

Wut? You were saying something with those words above your sig?

[FORD]

Ron Paul should lose his medical license for saying, on live television, that anybody who cannot pay for corporate health insurance should literally DIE. Not that he's actually been a doctor for years, but in making that statement, it's an obvious violation of the Hippocratic Oath. Let alone that right to LIFE, Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness that the Libertarians always claim to be in favor of.

And every teabagging piece of shit in the audience who applauded that shit should have their insurance taken away from them, so they can fully realize what kind of sick shit they are cheering on.

Alan Grayson was right when he presented the teabagger health plan, on the House floor.....


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5vd0PLHDwM

[Dr. Love]

Ron Paul didn't say that people who cannot pay should die, he said people should be accountable for their actions/decisions and that it's not the government's responsibility, and that there are organizations for helping the needy.

[Jagermeister]

Everone should be happy Bachman cuntinues to flush her ignorant ass out of the race. That deal with the HPV vacine is blowing up in her face.

http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/us/2011/09/13/ac-kth-perry-bachmann-hpv.cnn?hpt=hp_t2

[FORD]

Everone should be happy Bachman cuntinues to flush her ignorant ass out of the race. That deal with the HPV vacine is blowing up in her face.

http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/us/2011/09/13/ac-kth-perry-bachmann-hpv.cnn?hpt=hp_t2

As much as I hate to give Batshit credit for anything, she was right to point out that pRick's main SuperPAC fundraiser is a former Merck lobbyist. And there was a lot more than $5K involved, despite what Goodhair Emptyhead said in response.

[FORD]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=34hGKwHrXrg

[FORD]

So maybe Leslie Blitzer's scenario wasn't so hypothetical after all. Wonder if the teabaggers would yell "LET HIM GODDAMN DIE" to this woman's face?



Tue Sep 13, 2011 at 01:05 PM PDT
That was my brother's death you were cheering, you a$$holes

by Susan from 29

To all of those tea-jadist assholes at last night’s GOP debate: I don’t generally like to use profanity, but I fear that English is above your comprehension level, so in terms you might better understand, may God damn your worthless souls to hell for all eternity.

I had not planned on watching the debate because it conflicted with more important activities, like a new episode of The Closer. But even more importantly, it was being held at a time when I had committed to posting a diary for The Grieving Room. That diary was about the death of my brother from a very painful, uninsured struggle against metastatic cancer.

I had planned to write another separate diary about his journey through what passes for health care in a nation fixated on the profits that that care brings. In a nation where his death was cheered in front of a panel of politicians, none of whom had the decency to object. It is not yet a capital crime in this nation to be uninsured.

Steve worked 14 hours a day building beautiful guitars. Songs will not be sung because he died and will make no more. Thanks to the Republican Party’s theft of our national wealth, he barely eked out an existence with financial help from my husband and me. Money for health insurance? Don’t be ridiculous.

He was 63. He had to start Social Security early so he could afford to eat. He was too young for Medicare and too male for Medicaid. This nation does not recognize the years he spent working for others and making this economy grow, it only focused on the years he worked for himself, creating instruments of rare beauty.

When he had a pain in the butt, he had to wait until early in the morning of December 3rd to present himself at the ER of Highland Hospital, the Alameda County medical facility. There are guards at Highland, and a football field full of plastic chairs for the indigent to use while they wait treatment. He was sent home with a handful of Vicodin and a suggestion to follow up with a pulmonologist for the 3 cm spot the Xray showed on his lung. The soonest appointment was Feb 25.

He was in so much pain that he could not stand up for more than a few seconds at a time. He got Vicodin. And steroid suppositories.

His buddies came up with the $2000 a proctologist wanted to do an outpatient surgery. But the hospital wanted $20,000 for use of the room for the brief procedure because he was uninsured. Because the pain didn’t matter half as much as the profit.

For six weeks he suffered at home. You bastards, you would have liked to watch that, wouldn’t you? Too bad there were no cameras to catch him as he collapsed when he tried to microwave his oatmeal. No microphones to catch his cries of pain or despair.

He was finally admitted to Highland after his heart started to fail in the emergency room one night early in February. The staff there are dedicated, caring, compassionate people who work their hearts out trying to save the sickest and poorest Americans. They have only limited resources with which to do that. And they make every one of those resources count.

By then, of course, the cancer from his lung had spread to his buttock where it attacked the bone. It wrapped itself into the nerves that travelled up his spine. The pain was indescribable. Perhaps his medical records could serve as pornography to sate your sick lust for the pain of others.

The morphine and the cancer combined to cause psychotic breaks from reality. Worse, he knew they had occurred. He was so intelligent, so very caring that these breaks wherein he would roundly curse the staff that cared for him, throwing whatever was handy at the walls, were incredibly shaming and emotionally devastating to him. Cancer is so very cruel, but not half as cruel as the cheers you uttered last night.

The county nursing home where they finally had to warehouse him as the cancer weakened him to the point where chemotherapy would have killed him, looks like a minimum security prison. Half of the staff did not understand English which further frustrated him as the morphine clouded his mind. It was dirty and depressing and I was so grateful that he often did not even know he was there.

He hated it there and was actually glad when an infection sent him back to Highland for treatment. He only lasted a few more days at Highland. I was holding his hand as he drew his last breath. Have you ever seen a man die, you bastards? His fingertips turn grey, his breathing becomes shallow. His grip weakens. And he simply stops breathing.

And all of the laughter and love goes away with that last breath. The intelligence, the creative beauty, the caring compassion. They all disappear. But that probably wouldn’t matter to you since I doubt you would recognize any of it.

Love, compassion, beauty. Laughter, intelligence. And the ability to realize a dream. A dream that never included cruelty or indifference to the suffering of others.

And I cannot, for the life of me fathom why he is only ashes today and you are walking this earth.

But then, I am not the hero my brother was. He would have forgiven you. He would have understood the source of your fear that caused those cheers. I don’t want to.

I think you are scum.

Link (http://www.dailykos.com/story/2011/09/13/1016557/-That-was-my-brothers-death-you-were-cheering,-you-a$-Updated?via=siderec)