The upscale but privately owned coffee shop is crowded. I sip the double Espresso (meant to calm my sore throat), while reading about the health care bill that covers an additional 31 million individuals, the bill the insurance companies and big pharmacy are patting themselves on the back over. I wonder what will happen in 5, maybe even 3, years when 105 million out of the middle will be choosing between food and housing or health insurance and medicine. The shame of no national health care haunts me.
I don’t miss the irony. A double espresso is costly, and this is my second.
I continue reading, this time about millions of hungry people in this country, many of them are children, and though it doesn’t specifically say so I’m fairly certain some of them are veterans. I know because we feed a lot of veterans at the mission and homeless shelter here.
I’m not alone. I’m considering lunch, while listening to co-workers discuss the political anthropology of our organization. At the same time I’m concentrating haphazardly on a discussion between two individuals I have great fondness for. A Chicano and a Cuban American. The conversation/argument surrounds the differences between Chicano and Cuban Americans. I, being neither Chicano or Cuban, unless non bio family osmosis counts, am a happy to monitor this type of thing after a couple of glasses of wine, but I prefer not to deal with it while drinking my 2nd pre-lunch Espresso.
I grab the laptop, briefly click through to TPM where they were highlighting John Stewart’s wtf talk with Lou Dobbs. I appreciate the observation made by one commenter — “that for Dobbs advocating for the military industrial complex is the middle of the road and advocating for health care for the soldier running up Omaha beach is taking a hard turn to the left “. I want to add that Dobbs has always been covertly irrational. Covert because his voice doesn’t squeal with hysteria and he doesn’t cry like Beck. His patronizing, yet almost calming, tone deceives those for whom overly cynical, strict fatherly love has a calming effect, giving the illusion of a rationality he does not possess, and making him all the more dangerous.