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On the Record: The Reckoning

by krwhitley

Today is the 28th of May and as the month closes I feel compelled to finally submit for the written record my opinions and thoughts on healthcare.  When I say healthcare oftentimes I will be referring to the series of cases which were heard in tandem by the Supreme Court during March of this year and which constitutes Department of Health and Human Services v. Florida, Florida v. Department of Health and Human Services and National Federation of Independent Businesses v Sebelius.  In their totality these cases address the four relevant legal issues in question: the individual mandate, Medicade, severability and Anti-Injunction.  Sometimes when I say healthcare I’ll be referring to the state of healthcare policy in general.  I trust you, our educated and enlightened readers will be keen enough to tell the difference.

Because I aim to keep this brief (brevity is indeed the soul of wit), because the great many of you do not care, and because there are so many possible outcomes for these cases, I will not describe in great detail the technical points upon which these cases will turn.  Do not construe this to mean that I have no ideas about how the majority opinion will read.  So without further ado, here in my humbled prediction of the lineup:

For the majority, upholding the constitutionality of the individual mandate are:

Mr. Chief Justice Roberts (writing for the majority) joined by Justice Kennedy, Justice Ginsburg, Justice Breyer, Justice Sotomayor and Justice Kagan.

Those in opposition as the dissent will be:

Justice Scalia (writing for the dissent), Justice Thomas and Justice Alito.

My prediction is that the opinion will be released on June 25, 2012 (that’s a Monday for those playing at home).

Because I have predicted above that the Court will rule on the individual mandate, they will declare the case as having passed the anti-injunction bar posed by the Anti-Injunction Act (AIA).  The majority will likewise not consider arguments of severability.  The minority will in light of the majority opinion find issues of severability to be moot and so will also not address these issues either.  I think that both sides will find the expansion of Medicare proposed in the healthcare legislation to be constitutionally valid.

Some of you might be comparing my prediction of the case results with the predictions of such esteemed journalists and reporters as Jeffrey Toobin, who predicted an all out failure on behalf of the government immediately after the close of the second day’s morning oral arguments.  Re-listening to the oral arguments and re-reading the Solicitor General’s case briefs have reaffirmed my initial thoughts on the case—our legal theory is strong.  I do not say this lightly.  Frankly, Solicitor General Verrilli did not sound his usual during his March arguments.  His superficial blunders likely overshadow the substantial merits in our argument to the media and even to those “in the know.”  Without saying much more about these merits (though I would really like to and if you would like to hear them comment so), I have my reasons for believing that the individual mandate will be found to fall into the broad confines of the commerce clause.

But the question arises inevitably, “what if you’re wrong?”  If the healthcare law is struck down in its entirety (or in such a way that it is virtually dysfunctional, though I don’t see any prudent judge making a decision that would yield that result) what happens to healthcare?  If my predictions don’t come to fruition (don’t hold your breath) the economic issues associated with the current way insurance companies do business still exist.  Of course, the more compelling moral dilemmas associated with a significant percentage of Americas living uninsured still will exist.  My prediction is that in some time less than fifteen years the Congress will do what they (perhaps) should have done after the great depression, what a great deal of other countries do on some level and what the United States already has engaged in (and what the Patient Protection and Affordable Healthcare Act does not do) is socialize the market in the same way that other social programs like social security function.  By socialize the market I envision the introduction of a large federal program with an equally large purview of responsibility.  There will be few questions as to whether this sort of Congressional action will be constitutional or not.  Conservatives and other opponents of the Affordable Care Act (ACA) will wish that such a bill as the ACA could be agreed upon during these negotiations.  This is the reckoning.

Submitted respectfully for the record.

If you didn’t enjoy reading that (than I first assume you’ve stopped reading and have not gotten to this part or perhaps less likely, you’ve skipped to the end and might be reading this) you can read some of my other creative writing posted on this blog.  You can expect a great deal more of that to come as the summer unfolds and time becomes less scarce.

Cape May Brewing: Cape May Saison

by versipellusfenris

I may be a little too inebriated to be “reviewing” beer right now; but here it goes.

Surprisingly for such a small brewery; Cape May Brewing Company actually brews their own Saison style beer (Cape May Brewing is small company and Saisons are considered “endangered” beers. They are also, in my opinion, notoriously difficult for even the best brewers to get right). I have to admit, my experiences with Saison’s have been somewhat limited and greatly varied. Typically, something about the spice notes turns me off about the flavour; perhaps it is the sweet smell combined with the dry acidity that marks the style. However, Cape May Brewing has impressed me again, much as they did with their fantastic IPA.

Poured from the growler, kindly provided by my Cape May dwelling elder brother, the beer has a dark yellow color and an off-white head; the foam marked by large fragrant bubbles. The aroma on first sniff was fruity and dry; and the taste was mellow as I held it on my tongue but backed up with some major spice. Unfortunately, I don’t know enough about hops to give you a description of their character, but needless to say, the ale had them in spades.

This beer was shared with an old friend along with secrets and pizza. The dryness of the beer and its spicy notes paired well with the sausage pizza we ordered and perhaps both were consumed too fast for full contemplation. This, however, speaks to the deliciousness of both the beer and pizza more so than my lack of pensive desires. With the professional summer drinking season coming up soon; if you live in the area or vacation along New Jersey’s coast, this is definitely one to pick up.

Comedy Is Comedic

by versipellusfenris

For the last couple nights, Comedy Central has been re-airing their past roasts. Aside from how unfunny many of them are; one thing that struck me was the notable presence of Mr. Greg Giraldo. For those not in the comedy know, Giraldo was one of the funnier comedians of the last twenty years until his untimely death in 2010. His presence at the roasts was always a welcome one, in between phoned in performances by has-beens and the b-list buffoonery, he brought real laughs and not the uncomfortable chuckle at some former celebrity’s fall from grace.

Around the same time that Greg Giraldo passed; three friends of mine from high school began forays into the realm of stand up comedy. It may or may not surprise you (depending on whether you think my jokes/posts are funny) to learn that I love a good joke. There are few things better than a good joke and if it’s good, I will love it. In the name of humour, I can stomach the worst and most vile aspects of humanity; religious, gender and racial stereotypes, used well, make me forget their inappropriate beginnings and cause the huge guffaws and wheezing giggles that send my cats scurrying and make the dog back away from me in fear that I’ve finally lost my mind. Below are a few links to friends of mine that I find funny. Beware: many, if not all of the jokes are inappropriate or offensive on some level.

Rob Desantis has been a friend of mine for about 15 years. His hilarious act includes some dating observations, race and sexuality.

Sometimes we are friends with people that we feel bad just knowing. Dave Primiano is one of those people. Dave is absolutely awful and it shows in his act. Only watch this if you want to be offended.

I haven’t been friends with Neill Carroll for quite as long as the last two gentlemen (the term is loosely applied). But the man is hilarious; riffing about Judaism, family and self love.

I hope you enjoy these; but if not, I did warn you.

When Words Fail #5

by Brian

Good writing is good writing. It’s as simple as that. We’ll miss you, Dan.

(Interesting tidbit: the piano melody playing in the background was grabbed from The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, one of the few products dubbed “anime” that is still worth a damn.)

Part 2: A Religious Quest

by versipellusfenris

After the seeds of doubt were planted in my young mind those many years ago at Vacation Bible School; I subconsciously began seeking answers to big questions elsewhere (I would later find the answer in a truly holy book, one labeled quite nicely with the words “Don’t Panic” and the answer happens to be 42. You don’t have to read any further. But, please do). My seven year old mind still identified as Christian, it had to for me to sleep at night since to be anything else was to brave the fires of hell; but I knew from that moment on that I couldn’t trust the people who were supposed to provide me with truth. Luckily, the late eighties and much of the nineties were saturated with one form of multiculturalism or another and I was well suited for that study.

Multiculturalism was something of a fad in my school days; it was inclusion by way of division and tolerance by way of “melting pot” conformity. However, it was fun, and every year in school they made it a point to discuss and share in the different cultures of my incredibly diverse suburb (perhaps the best part was every year we had an “International Day”. Everyone brought in an ethnic dish from their family’s country of origin. My family, which has for the most part been in the New World for about 400 years, either cast out from Scotland or “recruited” from the shores of Africa, typically regards itself as very American. As such, my black mother would typically fry some chicken and call it a day; I didn’t realize how stereotypical this was until years later. Thanks Mom). Cherry Hill, New Jersey; while predominantly white (this is America after all) has large populations of Caucasians, Asians and Africans; Jews, Catholics, Protestants, Buddhists, Hindu and Muslims. After my unfortunate incident at Vacation Bible School; I sought information and enlightenment in my friends diverse religions. At sleepovers, I would try to get invited to church or synagogue with the family the next morning and this often worked. I went to Passover Seders and Bar (and Bat) Mitzvahs. I went to mosques and temples and celebrated festivals of light and colour and whatever Kwanzaa is for. I went to a Buddhist temple every Sunday for about a month (Sundays were in English) and thought that it might be the one (it wasn’t. No matter how hard I try, I love causing suffering). And mostly I asked my friends what they thought about their own religions.

This last bit consisted of quite a lot of healthy debate and even more unhealthy tempers flaring. A typical debate would start between a group about equally mixed between Protestants, Catholics and Jews like this: “So there is only one God and he says make no graven images. Why does everyone have pictures of Jesus in their house?” Then a Protestant would respond “Well, see, Jesus, well, he is the son of God, so…well so we don’t have to follow rules anymore I think.” And the Catholic (guilty as they so often are) replied guiltily “well we still have to follow the rules, rules are important, my mom says we should follow Leviticus”. The Jew: “I’ve seen your church! All it is is statues of saints and paintings of Jesus and his mom!” And I would wonder to myself, not wanting to offend by voicing my opinions (though inevitably I would eventually), they can’t all be right but that is the point of each religion: sureness in its own infallibility.

I grew up in a fairly liberal household; my parents used to always say that it didn’t matter what religion you were, it only mattered that you were a good person. But I wasn’t searching for platitudes about salvation. Now; I was searching for truth.

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