What I want is what I need

Things seem to get more backwards with age. Perhaps I'm on my way to pants to my arm pits and moth ball cologne. Sonya is trying to get health coverage and now, continually denied. Once one decliens, the rest just follow. "Have you ever been denied coverage?", if you say yes, then they'll say no. What's the point of health care - just to help the healthy!?

It's not as if Sonya is unhealthy. She has a fibroid - the dirty "pre-existing" condition, eeew, stay away. DENIED. Perhaps because she's a stay at home mom? Or a woman? Or sounds like she's Scandinavian, and the U.S. is secretly discriminating against Scandinavians because they're socialist liberals nut-balls? Yeah, whatever.

Somedays the whole world seems to be against you. A little flick to the ears. When our hearts are meshing between what we want and what we need (with relapses into MineMineNowNow Reflux) it's becoming ever more difficult to even get that which we need - like health coverage, or invoices and payments to cover our bills and food. I wish I had the abilities of Dick Proenneke. Self sustenance - down with government.

I'm tired. Wait, I've said that before -- well, deal. I am tired. What do you want and what do you need?