Some time back, in junk explorations for my ongoing and largely inexplicable Abandoned Furniture project, I came upon a crazy find in a trash pile: an uncut proof sheet of postcards from Sam Shaw’s “beach” session of Marilyn Monroe.
Because one corner of the sheet was damaged, its value as a proof sheet was useless, so I cut it into cards. Sold a few at the local hipster flea market and kept the remainder around to send out someday.
This spring, when the House started on their repeal-and-replace crusade, I sent cards out to my senators and reps, the Speaker and Majority Leader, etc. with the message, “Hands Off! … My Health Insurance!” With the volume of mail and messages on the issue, I figured my objections might be noted if staffers got a smoking hot picture of Marilyn Monroe in the deal.
Come May, the ‘Pubs actually got Zombie Trumpcare through the House and off went another batch of Marilyns, shouting, “Hands Off!” Thankfully, Murkowski, Collins and Crash put an end to that quest.
But now look. Bill “Hypocritic Oath” Cassidy and Lindsay Graham have once again reanimated the sinking corpse to terrify the villagers and the ‘Pubs are threatening to pass it, whatever the 2018 cost.
Why? Some speculate the ‘Pubs are desperate to placate a rabid, Trumpian base. Others say the Kochs’ announcement that the piggies’ bank is closed until Obamacare is dead and the wealthy are 100% tax-exempt is behind it.
Myself, I’m starting to wonder if I might be the cause of this insane obsession.
Maybe they know they can never pass this, or that, if they do, their re-election prospects are doomed. But they don’t care anymore.
They’re hoping for more smoking Marilyn postcards.
Correction Wary Liberal points out that it was Collins who was the third R “No” on Zombiecare in the Senate, not Heller. My apologies to the estemed senator from Maine.