Got enough money to pay for your emergency visit? No? Oh well then! Got enough money to afford a cell phone or even a land line... that you can find and/or reach in order to call the ambulance during your heart attack? No? Oh well then! The song "Call Me" comes to mind:
Romney: "If someone has a heart attack, they don't sit in their apartment and die. We pick them up in an ambulance, and take them to the hospital and give them care. And different states have different ways of providing for that care."
Then there was this Moment of WTF:
Pelley: You’re asking the American people to hire you as president of the United States. They’d like to hear some specifics.
Romney: Well, I can tell them specifically what my policy looks like. I will not raise taxes on middle income folks. I will not lower the share of taxes paid by high-income individuals. And I will make sure that we bring down rates, we limit deductions and exemptions so we keep the progressivity in the code and we encourage growth in jobs.
Pelley: The devil’s in the details, though. What are we talking about — mortgage deduction, the charitable deduction?
Romney: The devil’s in the details; the angel is in the policy, which is creating more jobs.
Spell Check told me that "progressivity" needs to be corrected. I told Spell Check that Romney does, too.
So there it is, America. Vote for Willard because he has an angel floating around his mystery policy. Somewhere.
Oh, and he thinks his campaign is doing just great, thank you. Apparently he doesn't read or watch the Tee Vee machine.
To quote my buddy Adele M. Stan at Alternet:
To review: Regular people who feel entitled to food, health care and shelter are moochers who should be happy that an ambulance might make it to their dwelling place in time if they're about to die. Rich people who feel entitled to lower tax rates than working people are engines of economic opportunity. And David Koch's youthful ward had better learn his place.
We'll see how that last one works out.