And emptywheel has some $ break downs in the works.
I’m going to do two scenarios – one for someone just above 300% who will receive subsidies and have a premium limit, and one for someone just over 400%. While that artificially calculates the number for those who would be in the worst case scenario, as far as benefits (meaning they make just enough to miss out on some subsidies), it does give a basic idea of what this will do to middle class families (though it is inaccurate in that those over 400% of poverty have no cap on premiums, so those numbers could be higher). Since subsidies are figured on “silver” plans which allow actuarial values of 70%, this is what might happen to a family incurring around $39,666 in medical costs over the year, in which case they would pay the full out-of-pocket costs for their income level.
There was a fancy dress party where the theme was emotions.
Halfway through the party, there was a knock at the door. The host looks out and sees a pair of guys standing on the front porch, naked. One had his penis in a pear and the other had his penis in a bowl of custard.
The host says “Didn’t you read the invite? I said to come dressed as emotions”
One of them replies “We did! I’m deep in dis-pear” and the other says “I’m f–king dis-custard”
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good job I’m doin,’ President Obama?
(Hi, buhdy, what’s with you and all this OPEN . . . . stuff for the past couple of weeks? )
Having some learning pains.
If you do read my essay buhdy, the barfly part is for Bukowski and you.
Thanks.
He might as well!
Here’s a headline
TAXPAYERS FUCKED AGAIN!!!
http://finance.yahoo.com/tech-…
in case anyone is interested theres some very good wonky facts and numbers being framed up by bloggers mcjoan and marcy wheeler.
mcjoan has the nitty gritty about pre existing conditions and loopholes and she cites the Bill.
And emptywheel has some $ break downs in the works.
sometimes must have to stand naked…
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There was a fancy dress party where the theme was emotions.
Halfway through the party, there was a knock at the door. The host looks out and sees a pair of guys standing on the front porch, naked. One had his penis in a pear and the other had his penis in a bowl of custard.
The host says “Didn’t you read the invite? I said to come dressed as emotions”
One of them replies “We did! I’m deep in dis-pear” and the other says “I’m f–king dis-custard”
That’s what we used to sayy on the stock message boards when bad news came out.
yesterday.
I will try my gosh-darnedest not to do it any more.
Sincerely.
Which Progressive do you want me to shut down next–gotta keep our Blue Dogs, GOP’er buddies & lobbyists happy, right?
Could this be them?
oh, yeah. from political to private, we all fall for fantasies that have no basis in reality, don’t we?
Or is that only me?
My work is done.
All the rest is gravy.
Everybody can raise their legs and piss on me like you are all dogs and I am all fire hydrants.
Apologies to mother fucking dogs and mother fucking cast iron.
Oh crap.
Apologies to mothers and their fuckers.
Oh Hell.
Apologies to feces.
Apologies to Satan.
Apologies to apologies.
Rail away, my fellow Americans.
http://www.thedailyshow.com/wa…
Neil Young – The Restless Consumer (Video)
Neil sums it up well —
We Don’t Need NO MORE LIES!!
I love Al
Off to Christmas Party. Catch you all tomorrow.