Your Scumbag, Numero Ten-O
good old Michael McCallister,
the Humana head honcho, the $60 million dollar
What's his little company been up to lately?
Let's go see...
Well, for one thing they've been mailing misleading
literature about health reform to senior citizens.
is especially disgusting as nearly two-thirds
of their revenue comes from Medicare Advantage
or, as they like to call it, the Golden Goose.
Let's see... what else?
Oh, one of their former employees, Linda Peeno recently blabbed
about the company's business methods to members of Congress.
The highlights include her being told that her job not only
requires her to deny coverage but that the medical reviewer
(her position) with the highest denial rate got a Christmas
bonus. How jolly!
In addition, at the same time she was denying a heart transplant,
the office was installing a piece of scuplture that could
have paid for the transplant.
Oops! Make that eight transplants as the sculpture cost $3.8
For more disgusting details on Humana's business
practices read the whole story at Huffpo.com.
having the greatest time reading R.
Crumb's illustrated version of the Bible,
simply because Crumb's artwork raises the "batshit
factor to unsuspected heights. There's something
about the artwork that focuses the insanity into
Case in point, Genesis Chapter 18. God serendipitously
decides he's going to nuke Sodom and Gomorrah.
nervously interposes, understandably appalled
at this turn of events, at which point their
an Abbott and
routine. I shall paraphrase for the middle-English
God: Okay, if you can find me fifty innocent
people, the city's off the hook
Abraham: Deal!.... except what if I can only
find 45 innocent people?
God: Then the city is likewise home-free.
Then how about 40 innocent people?
God: 45, 40. Same diff.
Abraham: Hmmm. Then howsabout.... 30 innocent people?
Abraham: Good, then I'll just run along and ... say, what
if there's only 20 innocent people in town?
God: (Sigh) Three guesses.
Abraham: Cool. But just in case, what if...?
God: TEN! I'll go down to ten, all right! Now shut up already and
get outta here!
Abraham: Sheesh! What a grouch.
This incident plays out exactly like any number of folk
stories where the canny rube takes advantage of whatever local
demons are most prevalent. Except in this case it offers no moral
and is simply for amusement purposes only. It's just
Bible, and nothing is funny in the Bible.
Need I point out that not only did Abraham not find his ten innocent
citizens, he apparently never even looked for them as the tale
abruptly jumps to Chapter 19, featuring good old Lot and his two
nameless, incestruous daughters.