A Blessing For Your Favorite GOP Congressperson

That helps offset all these costs, thereby reducing the cost to those people who lead good lives, they're healthy, they've done the things to keep their bodies healthy. And right now, those are the people — who've done things the right way — that are seeing their costs skyrocketing.                                                           Rep. Mo Brooks, R-Ala                                                                                                                     

A Blessing for Your Favorite GOP Congressperson
by the Wifely Person

May you have a brief, manageable bout with cancer.

May you achieve remission.

May you lose your employer provided health insurance.

May you go to sign up for health insurance.

May you be told your cancer is a preexisting condition.

May you find yourself in a high risk pool.

May your premiums cost more than you earn,

And cover less than your daily meds.

May your child be found to have a small, correctable heart-valve defect

May you be told this is a congenital, preexisting condition.

May the simple surgery co-payment cost more than

a year of groceries and a year of heating utilities.

May your wife become pregnant quickly and easily,

And may that fetus be found to have the same heart defect as your other child

and may your insurance tell you this is a preexisting condition that,

 while fixable in utero,

is not covered.

May your parents live long and productive lives

until age related dementia sets in

and you find that is a preexisting condition.

May they be forced to sell their home to move in with you

because they cannot afford either 

care at home or assisted living.

As they decline, may you be faced with 

their bills as well as your own.

Since you already lost your job, 
may you become the kind, loving, stay-at-home caregiver,

paid nothing, but shelling out everything.

May you be faced with foreclosure 

because you cannot pay 
your mortgage,

your property taxes,
your medical bills,

or your insurance premiums 
that cover nothing.

May you be able to move everyone into your car…

until the repo people come to take that, too.

May you wonder how all this came to pass because

good people like you
don’t have preexisting conditions.

May you appreciate how the one-time constituents you threw beneath the bus

reach out to put hot food on your disposable plate.


Wifely Person's Tip o'the Week
Keep calling, keep writing, keep sending postcards to 
your personal Congressional clowns.
If you like what they're doing, tell 'em.
If you think the morons, tell 'em that, too.