Now that -- thanks partly to Republican intransigence about "repeal and replace" -- ACA / Obamacare (which, remember, are the same thing) is in the news again, and, especially when confronted with the Republican alternatives, people have gotten to know and to fall in love with Obamacare all over again, I thought it might be useful to post this column from a couple of years ago about the "mechanics" of Obamacare. Had the Republican repeal effort succeeded, I believe we would have had one more instance of Joni Mitchell's perennial question: "Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got til it's gone?"
In case you think the story of Chicken Little’s cry “The sky is falling!” is something from a fable, you should know that a cognate form of this fable has been acted out i
This is a repost from Eric Atcheson at The Theophilus Project. Reprinted with permission.
(I wrote this post back in September, when the plights of the Syrian refugees making their way to Europe began making the news here in the States and President Obama announced a plan to accept 10,000 Syrian refugees.
In the midst of massive prejudice against them in the wake of the Paris and Beirut terrorist attacks over the weekend, I feel it's important for me to, as a descendant of wartime refugees, to publicly restate the moral imperative--from both a Christian and an American perspectiv--for accepting those with less freedom than ourselves. My hope is that in so doing, we will reach for a divine grace far greater than ourselves. ~E.A.)
Do not pick your vineyard clean or gather up all the gr
I am struck this week by what seems to be endless tragedy. Three mass shootings this month. The deaths of Sandra Bland and Samuel DuBose. The killing of Cecil the lion. And others. Unnamed. Unheard. But mourned nevertheless.
And yet, I hold out hope. While we do atrocious things. A friend today said something like, "It's not my image of God that needs hope but my anthropology." Sometimes it just seems like people are, uh, difficult to understand. We reject truth, we reject one another, we reject loving kindness. Sad.
I have, however, always believed that we are getting better. We know longer dump our trash out of the window. (We dump our trash into the ocean). But we recycle, compost, and do better. I didn't say it was speedy improvement! Unfortunately, I think we are in a deep dip withi...