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Today, JD Vance, the vice president without a chin, announced the US federal government will be cutting certain Medicaid payments to Minnesota in order to prevent perceived fraud by illegal Somalian immigrants. For those that don’t know, Medicaid helps the poorest to access basic medical care in the US. Denying life to the poorest of your population is not very nice, if you ask me but, more important, how could anyone call it democracy?
Of course, when announcing this denial of health, Vance framed it in a way that everyone could blame the immigrants for it happening and, of course, the Democrats in charge of the state.
In one way you could just write this off as a petty political manoeuvre to get Democrat voters to switch their allegiance. In another, you could see it as a very cheap gateway to death for people who oppose the American federal government and are unlucky enough to be poor in the land of greed.
Of course, it’s all in the language. Vance makes out it is because of illegal immigration that must be stopped in order to save America.
Speaking of language, I was listening to a podcast while cooking today. It was an artist speaking about her works and how and where she gets inspiration. It was all very interesting but I noticed that, like a lot of English speakers, she didn’t pronounce the ‘g’ at the end of some words.
Words like ‘thinking’, ‘pulling’, talking’ etc become ‘thinkin’, ‘pullin’, talkin’. However, when the word is, say ‘ring’, ‘bring’ or ‘sing’, the ‘g’ is pronounced. This makes it a bit odd when saying ‘ringin’, ‘bringin’ and singin’. Surely they should be ‘rinin’, ‘brinin’ and sinin’.
There were lots of words at the ICA this morning because of a Book Festival.
I see a book for Nicoline there.
And, yes, I managed to go shopping today. I walked in and back. I think I’m heading for recovery without any help from Medicaid. It felt fantastically liberating.
