Don’t quote me but I read somewhere, in passing, that he’d dreamed about dismantling Medicaid when he was in college.
Guess he’s on his way to do so … or so he thinks!
Found it!!
I’ve Been Dreaming About Kicking Poor Off Medicaid Since I Was a Drunk Frat Boy
the health care entitlements are the big, big, big drivers of our debt. There are three. Obamacare, Medicaid, and Medicare. Two out of three are going through Congress right now. So, Medicaid—sending it back to the states, capping its growth rate. We’ve been dreaming of this since you and I were drinking out of a keg.
George Frederick Baer (September 26, 1842 – April 26, 1914) was an American lawyer who was the President of the Philadelphia and Reading Railroad and spokesman for the owners during the Anthracite Coal Strike of 1902.
“These men don’t suffer! Why, half of them don’t even speak English.”
Baer was confronted with the Coal Strike of 1902 in the anthracite coal fields of eastern Pennsylvania, the largest united strike of the United Mine Workers. The Reading was a major employer in the region, and Baer refused to put down the strike or speak to the strikers, citing Social Darwinist ideas.
Baer’s attitude was released into the papers and became an example of arrogance and superiority.
Liberal Redneck Comes for ‘Anus Polisher’ Jason Chaffetz and Drumpfcare
Liberal Redneck Trae Crowder contemplated not talking about Drumpfcare because it’s so “profoundly terrible that even most Republicans hate it.”
Says Crowder
“This thing is the shi**y Independence Day sequel of health care laws.”
Crowder also comes for “senior Drumpf administration anus polisher Jason Chaffetz” and his remarks about choosing between health care and an iPhone.
“That sh*t is like telling somebody that if they can’t afford their work truck payment this month then maybe they shouldn’t have bought those blue jeans back in October … the cost of an iPhone won’t get you two aspirins and a slap on the ass in an American hospital … Will somebody explain to this dude that a smartphone hasn’t been a luxury item in this country in ten damn years … you can’t hardly live without a smartphone in modern America. It’s a shitty choice to have to make, and that’s the thing. These people don’t know anything about making hard choices.”
The photo of a Trump Tower billboard above sleeping homeless children is real
Posted by Joe Vesey-Byrne in news
A photograph of the slum children of Mumbai sleeping beneath a billboard for Trump Tower went viral in early December.
Initially denounced as a fake on Reddit and Snopes.com, the photographer Paul Needham has since come forward.
Since Trump’s elevation to the international stage as president-elect, the juxtaposition becomes even more powerful than simply a hotel magnate and people in poverty.
When the image initially went viral, some doubted its veracity.
Needham has since spoken to indy100, and verified the image.
I was in Mumbai to meet a social impact investor. I run a company called Simpa Networks, Simpa Energy here in India. We provide solar energy solutions to farmers and small shops in rural India.
A single Human, alone and weak,
is unable to comprehend the insignificance of its life.
But as a whole, Humanity, we are unmeasurable, overwhelming
filling space and time with our vivid existance.
We consume all other entities with our devistating force.
Embodied in thousands upon thousands of infinitesimal beings.
Humans.
We must remember that it is the human that makes up humanity.
Most of our citizenry believes that hunger only affects people who are lazy or people who are just looking for a handout, people who don’t want to work, but, sadly, that is not true.
Over one-third of our hungry people are innocent children who are members of households that simply cannot provide enough food or proper nutrition.
And to think of the elderly suffering from malnutrition is just too hard for most of us.
Unlike Third World nations, in our country the problem is not having too little – it is about not caring enough!
Write your elected representatives and promote support for the hungry.
5 years ago today, the BP Deepwater Horizon oil rig exploded in the Gulf of Mexico, spewing 210 million gallons of crude oil.
Gulf residents and wildlife continue to reel from the impacts of BP’s negligence. Coastal residents are struggling to maintain their livelihoods and culture, while they wrestle with health problems from exposure to oil and toxic chemicals. Gulf communities still fight for climate justice.
Please SHARE this image so that we never forget. A disaster of this magnitude doesn’t have to happen to us here, or to anyone, anywhere, ever again.
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~~A look at the Gulf oil spill after the cameras had gone~~
~~Published on Nov 19, 2014~~
More than four years ago, the Deepwater Horizon oil rig exploded, gushing oil into the Gulf Coast for almost three months before it was capped. Despite settlements and clean-up efforts, some communities have never fully recovered. Filmmaker Margaret Brown joins Hari Sreenivasan to discuss her documentary, “The Great Invisible,” which examines the fallout.
~~The Great Invisible~~
Official Trailer
~~Published on Mar 6, 2014~~
On April 20, 2010, the Deepwater Horizon oil rig exploded in the Gulf of Mexico. It killed 11 workers and caused the worst oil spill in American history.
The explosion still haunts the lives of those most intimately affected, though the story has long ago faded from the front page. At once a fascinating corporate thriller, a heartbreaking human drama and a peek inside the walls of the secretive oil industry, The Great Invisible is the first documentary feature to go beyond the media coverage to examine the crisis in depth through the eyes of oil executives, survivors and Gulf Coast residents who experienced it first-hand and then were left to pick up the pieces while the world moved on.
Thanks to the BP oil disaster, this Louisiana barrier island is washing away.
BY SUSAN COSIER
At this time five years ago, Cat Island, off the coast of Louisiana, was getting ready for breeding season. In spring, rare and endangered birds, like brown pelicans, come from all over to nest on this 5.5-acre spit in the sea, the Gulf region’s fourth-largest rookery.
After hatching, chicks would imprint on the place and later return to lay their own eggs in its eight-foot mangroves. Then on April 20, 2010, disaster struck. The Deepwater Horizon blowout began to spew oil into the Gulf of Mexico for 87 days straight.
Cat Island was once one of the four largest bird-nesting grounds in Louisiana. But the Deepwater Horizon oil spill killed the mangroves growing there, destroying the root system that held the island’s sediment in place. Since 2010, the 5.5 acre island has been washing away into the Gulf of Mexico, and migratory birds find their home disappearing before their eyes.
Nov. 12, 1954: Ellis Island closes after admitting millions of immigrants
From 1892 to when it officially closed its doors on this day in 1954, New York’s Ellis Island processed more than 12 million immigrants coming to the U.S. At its peak in 1907, Ellis Island saw just over one million immigrants, with 11,747 people processed on April 17 of that year – the all-time daily high.
Ellis Island, in Upper New York Bay, was the gateway for millions of immigrants to the United States as the nation’s busiest immigrant inspection station from 1892 until 1954. The island was greatly expanded with land reclamation between 1892 and 1934. Before that, the much smaller original island was the site of Fort Gibson and later a naval magazine. The island was made part of the Statue of Liberty National Monument in 1965, and has hosted a museum of immigration since 1990. Long considered part of New York, a 1998 United States Supreme Court decision found that most of the island is in New Jersey. The south side of the island, home to the Ellis Island Immigrant Hospital, is closed to the general public and the object of restoration efforts spearheaded by Save Ellis Island.
“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
