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FADE IN:

Biggo slips quietly into the ornate den. Seagulls can be heard amidst the distant crash of waves. Three security men stand about the room, in attentive, professional bearing.  A silver-haired, bloated old man lies on the couch

Biggo enters the room and sits in a chair beside the couch.  He smiles at the man.

Biggo – “Bunky…so wonderful to see you.”

Bunky – “And so great to see you, sir.”

Biggo - “How are you feeling, my old friend?”

Bunky – “Never better.  Feel on top of the world.”

Biggo – “Your health is my only concern.”  (more…)

Sometimes, us Conservatives need to pat ourselves on the back.  In my case, it’s a very hairy one.  Sure, Obama is slimy enough to re-phrase, re-package and re-slip the “Public Option” through… But the fact that he even has to do THAT is a testament to what the American people have done.  Sit back and enjoy your victory lap folks!

Note*  Yes Zo and I DO give private lessons.

4:30 p.m.  Alhambra Town Hall Health Care Meeting with Congressman Shiff:  August 12, 2009

I’m sitting in the parking lot, a poster board and black Sharpie in hand, the radio on Frank Pastori,  99.5 FM.  He’s passionately discussing the very current, very urgent Obamacare catastrophe with callers.  I am creating my protest poster, trying to zero in on the exact name of this, his latest attempt at World Domination…Nationalized-Universal-Single-Payer-Socialized-Government-Controlled-Health-Care-Insurance-Reform-Thing.  I settle on “Obamacare.”  I call in to the radio show.  My voice is higher than usual and a bit shaky.  It takes a lot of energy to protest.  All my endorphins are zinging.  “Hi Frank…I’m here at the…”

I have a flashback to SNL…adrenaline rushing through my veins, and Steven Tyler just down the hall.  My Madonna poster on the wall…I looked at her attitude for inspiration. I told her that once and she said, “…Really?”   On a scale of 1 to 10, her exhibitionism is a 150 and mine is a 5. I would have never predicted that in 17 years, I would be sitting in a Honda Civic, head full of super-boring health care facts, watching old people walk by, while squeaking this out on a poster,

“What’s the Rush?” (afraid we’ll read the bill?).

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