General Welfare is General-Well-Being, not a Handout

It does not take a genius to know that if you exclude, or reduce the number, of young, healthy people from a health care system, it will cost the members more.

Is does not take a genius to know if someone is making a profit from a health care system, the cost of the insurance will be higher than if it is a non-profit system.

Is does not take a genius to know that young, healthy people, who do not want to be a part of a universal health care system, are going to go bankrupt if they have to pay the costs for themselves when something happens to them.

Good health, and good health care, for everyone is to the benefit of the whole nation.

Good health care only for the people who can afford to pay for it themselves is a damned fool system.

We the People say that we, together will

establish justice,

insure domestic tranquility,

provide for the common defence,

promote the general welfare, and

secure liberty for ourselves and those who follow us.

We will be a country of just law and order, live at peace with each other, make sure we are safe from outside threats, provide education, parks, schools, fire departments, roads, railroads, air travel, safe food, water, products, working conditions, fair livable wages, health care, retirement (and so on), and secure liberty for us all. That is what we fought for, and what we promise to each other.

At this moment, the Republican Party proposes to change our health care system so that anyone can buy into it if they can afford it, solidify it as a profit-making enterprise, invest less public money in it, lower costs (How is that going to happen when it is not universal?), and make everything great again. "Again" is when lots of people were shit out of luck, not having sensible health care, going to the emergency room.

This isn't about partisan politics.

It isn't about a handout.

It is about the kind of nation we promised to be.

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