Saturday, March 25, 2017

A Little Political

Happy that the effort to replace the ACA (aka Obamacare) with Trumpcare has stalled. The ACA needs work, for sure but the proposed massively flawed replacement was going to dump a lot of people off healthcare.

One would think that with seven or eight years of trying to repeal Obamacare, the Republicans could have come up with a plan that was actually better.

Instead, their plan was anathema to Democrats, worrisome to moderate Republicans who had constituents in danger of losing their insurance, and didn't go far enough for the Republicans of the Freedom Caucus. It took an unholy alliance to derail this awful bill -- I would be happier if a vote had driven a stake through its heart. But I'll settle for seeing the Blusterer-in-Chief frustrated on this one.

The Closer became the Loser. 

Of course he's already spinning it -- it was the Democrats' fault. The whole thing was political. He never said he would repeal and replace Obamacare immediately. (Wrong. He did.) He really wanted this to happen so the ACA would implode. And make no mistake, he'll do (or not do) whatever he can to destroy the ACA.

No time to gloat, as Michael Moore said. No time to relax. But I have taken a tiny bit of delight in the moment.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Gon Out. . . Bisy . . .Backson . . .

The title is probably imperfectly remembered but I'm quoting from a classic.

Anyone recognize it? Anyone?

Monday, March 20, 2017

Spring Abides . . .

In spite of snow and several nights when the temperature hit 18 (F),  it still looks like Spring out there. The flowering quince was hit hard and its pink blossoms are brown, as are the blooms of the Star Magnolia. And the day lilies which had put out greenery far too early have been knocked back. But much of the forsythia is still looking good as are the daffodils which were bowed to the ground but perked back up in the sunshine. 

The hellebores -- which have been blooming since December -- are better than ever. 

They are such an obliging plant -- and evidently the deer don't like them. Mr. Google tells me that White Hellebore was used as a poison -- and to treat cholera -- often with less than desirable effects. Hmmm.

It's still a tad to chilly for me to want to stay out long, especially when the wind blows. 

But it felt good to make a little inspection tour and find how much had survived -- even the tree peony and its swelling buds!