Obamacare: Why Are Liberals Acting Like “Surprised Kitty”?

As BurkaChick, the uber liberal “Bolshevik of Politics”, I am now in a leftist quandary about Obamacare. Since the glorious day of the White House photo op of our president signing the bill with salacious smuggery plastered around him, we have touted the euphoria of accomplishing European healthcare for the United States. We were elated in a pagan dance for finally “sticking it to the man”, only to now come to the horrific realization we are all “the man” and the changes incurred affect all of us, right and left (just ask Bill Maher). As each new tax is implemented and jobs are lost or hours are cut (with many more goodies to come), we react in utter amazement…much like the animated face of “Surprised Kitty” (but not nearly as super cute).

Obamacare was supposed to be the land of the golden calf for us liberals. We were like the 1950’s movie, The Ten Commandments, blindly cheering a phony-baloney god we created just ‘cause Edward G. Robinson told us so. But was it so unpredictable? We now feign cries like Claude Rains in Casablanca saying, “I’m shocked, shocked to find gambling going on in here!” Or we cautiously pretend, like Dr. Zhivago when he looks at the communist destruction of his once beautiful city for the first time and is forced to say to the revolutionaries, “Yes, this is more fair”.

Now reality is creeping in and we find the progressive preaching of Obamacare is like the campfire scene in Blazing Saddles—just a lot of loud wind.

So as BurkaChick, a proud lip-service liberal, I ask what is to become of us? Do we pretend as though we knew the Obamacare implementations all along (ala Jon Levitz: “Yea, that’s the ticket”)? Or continue to play Cleopatra (the “Queen of Denial”)? Or blame each other for praising a law when we had no idea what was really in it (ala Foghorn Leghorn as he hands out an exploding cigar: “That’s the problem with you son, your always shooting off your mouth”). In the liberal mind, Obamacare has turned out to be like the cult classic, Plan Nine from Outer Space. Very popular, but we don’t have a clue what it’s about. So here we are, a group of liberal surprised kitties being forced to eat a bit of well-deserved progressive crow. But as our socialized Love Story reminds us, “Being liberal means never having to say you’re sorry”.

PS – I think Babs and the gang at “The View” will be impressed I know a lot about old movies and cartoons!