I think it’s about time for me go on a rant.  It’s overdue and, at least this time, needed.  One of the things I hate about liberals – notice I didn’t say I hate liberals (Jesus is very strict about that) – is that they claim to have, unlike conservatives, compassion, sympathy and empathy (“Ah feel your pain”) for the needy.  The fact is that Charlie Brown (of “Peanuts fame”) captured the true heart of liberals when he said, “I love mankind.  It’s people I can’t stand.”

My sister and I assist a disabled woman.  She’s had a hard life.  She has advanced Cerebral Palsy.  She can barely speak.  Naturally, early in her school years she was classified as retarded and spent her school years in “Special Ed” despite the fact that anyone patient enough to communicate with her knows she is of at least average intelligence.  When she was 3 her step-mother broke both of her legs and they were not treated.  In her 30’s several operations unsuccessfully attempted to correct some of the problems causing excruciating pain in her legs.  Now, between that and her CP she requires help just to get from her wheel chair into bed.  Her left arm is curled into a permanent twist and is totally useless.  Her right arm is not much better.  She can use her thumb and index finger like pincers and is amazingly adept at accomplishing tasks in daily life.  The contortion of her spine forces her to see most of the world as if she were lying on her side.  If this woman does not qualify as totally disabled I don’t know who could.

Yet our gummamint has periodically seen fit to withdraw her medicaid benefits and require her to prove that she is still disabled.  Social Security gives her a grand total of a little over $700 a month.  Over the years she has had food stamps, but not on a regular basis.  I don’t know the reasons why she has not had them permanently, but recently a social worker from “Meals on Wheels” got them started again.  All of this irritates me no end.  But it’s not the icing on the irritation cake.

On December 1st or 2nd I came home to a message on my phone that said this woman had an appointment at the local Social Security office on December 12th at 8 AM.  When we make appointments for her we try to make them for late morning or afternoon because it takes several hours to get her ready.  At great inconvenience to her, my sister and myself we managed to get her there without a minute to spare.  Then we waited.  And waited.  And waited.  After three hours – three hours – they took her in for her appointment.  And then, after 15 minutes, she was done.  After we got her loaded into my van she asked to get something to eat since she didn’t have time for breakfast.  While my sister went in to the nearby Wendy’s to get some food, I asked her what the appointment was all about.  I can’t communicate with her as well as my sister so it took several minutes to decipher her response.  Turns out they wanted her to come to their office to prove she was still alive.  Outside I was calm, but inside I exploded.  I asked her if the woman seemed disappointed that she was still alive.  She laughed and said, “Yes.”  I said, “Well, I’m sure I won’t still be around, but I hope you live long enough to run your wheelchair back and forth on that woman’s grave.”

Liberals!  If my little story bothers you, just consider that the VA is much worse.  If only we could be illegal aliens…

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