I have a good friend who is truly a McDonald’s eating, Marlboro smoking couch potato with high blood pressure, high cholesterol, enough vitamin deficiencies to spell most words in the dictionary and very few teeth that have not been through some form of reconstruction. He is a great guy that has a thinly veiled death wish. But it has not always been so. For a brief period early last year he was a paragon of virtue
He assured me that he was brushing his teeth three times a day (and flossing). He joined a local gym, stopped super-sizing his lunches when we went out, and actually sported a Nicotine patch on his arm. What brought on the epiphany? He became a statistic. He got down sized. Actually he got out sized. His company eliminated his position and over night he became one of the 46 million Americans without health insurance. He no longer had access to affordable pills and treatments designed primarily to offset his irresponsibility.
So he did what any desperate soul would do. He began addressing his mortality. And to my surprise I began to notice changes. When we encountered the occasional flight of stairs, he no longer experienced oxygen deprivation at the first landing. He seemed to carry a smaller chip on his shoulder in the hours before noon. I think his eye sight might actually have improved. Even his girl friend’s kisses (at least in my presence) seemed to last longer (let’s hear it for dental hygiene).
And all because he could no longer count on an affordable if not free trip to the doctor’s office. Of course being the talented guy that he is, his term on the unemployment roles was relatively brief and he once again became the proud recipient of employer paid health insurance. The resulting slide was both predictable and precipitous.
As we recently sat watching the NCAA championship game on his wide screen TV, sipping aluminum containers of alcoholic malt beverages, munching on salty snacks and awaiting the arrival of the pizza delivery guy, I found myself wondering if universal health care is going to usher in a new era of fit, healthy Americans. Pass the Picante Sauce.
“Yes, we have the freedom to do what we please, but it only works because we don’t do everything we might please - we should exercise some degree of personal responsibility.” Tammy Bruce



