When Thanksgiving 2013 is over, will Americans remember it as the holiday when the Obama administration body-snatched their friends and family and turned them into Obamacare robots?
Maybe it happened to your own loved ones. Maybe Cousin Sue brought her favorite cranberry Jell-O mayonnaise salad but when she opened her mouth she sounded like Jay Carney on a roll. As for Uncle Al, there’s a reason he kept asking “Have you thought about signing up for health insurance on the new marketplace?” every time it was your turn at Scrabble.
BarackObama.com told them to.
Turning Thanksgiving into Obamacaring was clearly the Big-Brotherly goal of a disturbing project launched by the president’s campaign website, now known as Organization for Change (OFA). Entitled “Health Care for the Holidays,” this OFA spin-off provides a “sign-up checklist” to take along to grandmother’s house (bring “W-2s” and “pay stubs” along with those sweet potatoes). It offers “conversation tips” that include such ice-breakers as, “When do you plan on signing up?”
OFA also features a separate page of strategy for “your healthcare talk.” For example, “Don’t wait until the last minute,” OFA advises. “Be sure to start the conversation early!” I wonder how many unsuspecting Americans ushered a favorite nephew or niece into the living room only to be started on “early” by their own little Affordable Care Actor. Maybe it began with conversation tip #2: “Would you like to take some time with me to sign up right now?”
This is what counts for quality time in Obamaworld. But is this just ham-fisted politicking on a historic, national day of thanksgiving? That’s how some critiques of the program are depicting this full-press politicking effort. But I find “Health Care for the Holidays” more than just “cheeky,” “tone-deaf” or “disheartening.” It strikes me as something insidious, a vector of government propaganda more reminiscent of something out of Mao’s Great Leap Forward than anything ever imagined at Plymouth Rock. It reveals unabashed government overreach deep into a heretofore private sphere.