My post
I was going to post on the health care bill, and comment in a couple of threads. I was going to answer someone over at Solarbird's, and I was going to comment at Violet's where she asked people what they thought, and, stuff. But.

Sasha has actually read the bill. Really. Not just comments on it. (eta: I was wrong. She has read all the summaries, including the detailed one, and she has *started* the bill, which is 1900 pages wrong, if my brain addled fever has things right this time.) And she thinks, it is, IF (and ONLY if) you remove the Stupevil Amendment, (eta: and if it does what the summaries say' it does,) it has some good stuff. Many people are saying many contradictory things about it, so I assume some of this is subject to interpretation. So, I was going to read it, and see if, minus Stupevil, it was Not So Awful as is rumored (i.e., a step in the right direction, as opposed to a giant waste of time and effort to ensure continued insurance company profits, which was the impression I actually had it would be even w/out Stupevil, the Amendment That Must Be Ax-Murdered, which is, really and truly, every bit so awful as is rumored, and which I have read)(and the other question is, can we believe the people who say this will not survive the senate? yes, if they think doing otherwise will get them ridden out of town on a rail, but then, the good parts might not survive the senate either, so the whole thing will have to be reread, which, well, not a fun time).

Alas.

I have a fever. Yeah, I know. I'm wanting to write on health care reform, and I am prevented due to sudden unexpected illness. Isn't it ironic? (yes I really do think) Probably the beginnings of new sort of swine flu, which is invariably fatal and has mutated so that it can be transmitted through computer connections and picked up by reading the blogs or other writings of infected persons, symptoms to commence w/in 7 days of reading, severe symptoms to commence within 10 days of that. If this turns out to be the case, to all of you whom I have fatally infected, I apologize. Just remember, by the time you know whether or not to be mad at me, I'll already (should this hypothetical scenario.be true) probably have been visited by a cute goth girl wearing an ankh who will have taken me by the hand and led me in a merry dance, singing "it's a wham, bam, shang a lang and a sha la la la day" (what, you thought we'd sing" (Don't Fear) The Reaper?"). (yes, confused puncuation. When in doubt, slam them upside the head with everyhting including the kitchen sink until squirrels race by the window). And this would be wonderful, except, I would feel bad for my SO and pack, having to stare down at my dead body and wondering what to do with it, and probably feeling sad. So, this can't happen, unless we all die at once, in which case a cute goth girl wearing an ankh who would lead us all in a merry dance, singing "it's a wham, bam shang a lang and a sha la la la day!" would be a welcome site indeed. Or sight, as the case should be.

Um. I was going to say something else. It might have had some relevance to soemthing. But I can't remember what it was. So, instead, I shall go back to doing what I was doing before I got sick, and imagine myself inflicting much misery upon many deserving miscreants via pyrokinesis, ax cleaving, and sledgehammer bashing. Except for moments of fun and pleasure, I had been doing that a lot all weekend, cause I've been just one raging cauldron of pissed off at and about all sorts of things, and to imagine unleashing the rage was sometimes a pleasure, and sometimes it just happened, but always there lurking around the edges.. Probably this was a contributing factor to me finally getting sick when I had been blithely shrugging off all the coughing people around me for weeks. Possibly it was an early symptom of infection. ( Sasha says yes. I was overly murderous in my rage, and if I had been feeling such rage at other things, then it was almost certainly sign of something wrong)

Which, hopefully, will not really transmit itself to y'all who are reading this. Unless someone I don't like is reading this, in which case, well, them getting it would be a small consolation prize for me getting it. As long as I get to keep the pyrokinesis. And in case y'all haven't figured it out yet, I'm not nearly as insane as I probably sound. Which is not to say I'm exaggerating even a tiny little bit. Cause, am not. Stream of consciousness babble can get addicting, and addiction is bad, especially if it's to somethign that will annoy people (be thankful I'm not speaking compulsivy in rhymes and referencing Etrigan, cause that would robably be worse), so I shall stop now.

Anyway, was almost convinced by Sasha's reading that bill as whole was better than advertised before got too hot/cold/sleepy/other to pay attention. Derailment, thy name is fever!