Death Panels Reconsidered

skull and crossbones.thumbnail Death Panels ReconsideredIf Congress and the White House were to create “death panels” to decide who lives and who dies, just imagine the president’s cabinet meetings.

The suits are arrayed around the big table. Papers are shuffled. Good-mornings and knowing chuckles are exchanged. The powerful often take comfort in shared knowing chuckles. Then the Secretary of Death Panels enters the room. Throats are cleared. Nervous silence prevails. The president brings his Sec. of DP a cup of coffee. The Death Czar has stroke. He can decide whether you die from one or not.

Even arguments over farm policy would become life or death matters, and not just for farmers or food-eaters, i.e., us. The Secretary of Agriculture, who can only hope the Sec. of DP wasn’t raised among the amber waves of grain, would be as perpetually vulnerable as grapefruit to a freeze.

Democrats have spent so much time putting the lie to the death-panel claim of big insurance, its lawmaker lackeys and their grassdupes, that we’ve failed to consider the proposal on its merits. I think President Obama should deeply consider the possibilities before he addresses Congress this week.

Has anyone thought through the partisan advantage this might afford Democrats in the future? Would Americans ever again vote Republican if they think Dick Cheney is going to get anywhere near the Death Panel Doomsday Device?

Harry Whittington will become a progressive blogger.

Do you know how much rich Americans contribute to presidential candidates on the hopes they will be named Ambassador to the Court of St. James? Leaving aside the question of why they would pay to go live amongst the rascals we ran out of here at the end of our musket barrels, appointment to the Dark Office would be way cooler. How much would the wannabes pull from their pockets if such an appointment were a possibility?

Fantasies of retribution would abound among DP applicants. The 12-year-old who tripped you in the hall as you returned to your sixth-grade class from the playground: he’s a dead man. Death stalks the until-now invisible insurance company bean counter who sold your beans down the river and denied you that root canal you needed.

America’s corporate chieftains would quake, finally. Yea, it might make you feel powerful that you control the world’s gasoline supplies or fiber optic lifelines, but the damned Death Czar’s got it all over you. So you drop gas prices in his neighborhood to 50 cents a gallon. You give him premium cable channels for free. If you’re a banker, you give him a Cross pen and pencil set when he makes a deposit. This ritual becomes known in the financial sector as keeping one’s fingers Crossed.

The Death Panel is the ultimate triangulating policy initiative. By god, it’s positively conservative. We could return America to its Golden Age.

But you know how the Death Czar could really enhance his power? By never using it. Fear would spread across the land like smoke from the wildfires of California if the DP could turn his death-ray on anyone he chooses, but didn’t. “What,” we would whisper, “is he up to?”

And Congress? Say goodbye to gridlock. You think Republicans would filibuster the initiatives of the Sec. of DP’s party? The term “yes men” takes on new meaning. Civility will be restored.

If the Democrats had any real think tanks like the Republicans do we would have already thought of the extraordinary possibilities of the death panel proposal. Alas, we do not. So, I offer the above as a public service.

I know we are all wrapped up at the moment in the effort to end the unnecessary death and suffering caused by our current health care system, and that’s a noble pursuit. Right now, our Republican opponents tell us that the death and suffering among Americans priced out of health care is necessary if the free market is to remain free and America is to remain America. Necessary? We should pause and reflect. Oh, how the word “necessary” will turn heads in the corridors of power when it falls from the lips of the Secretary of Death

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Glenn W. Smith has spent the past 30 years in journalism and politics, where he’s made a name for himself as a writer, campaign manager, activist, think tank analyst and, as Daily Kos founder Markos Moulitsas says, a “legendary political consultant and all-around good guy.” “There’s no one like him,” says author George Lakoff. CNN commentator Paul Begala says, “He has unmatched experience, a graceful pen (or pixel nowadays) and deep insight into the best and worst of us.” Novelist Sarah Bird speaks of his “lucid and lyrical” prose. And, she says, he’s fun. Huffington Post founder Arianna Huffington says Glenn writes with “grace and abundant humor” and “uses his colorful experiences in Texas to enlighten us all.”

Smith led Ann Richards’ successful 1990 campaign for Governor of Texas. He worked for former Texas Lt. Gov. Bill Hobby and U.S. Senator Lloyd Bentsen. Earlier, Smith was a political reporter for the Houston Chronicle and the Houston Post. He’s coordinated national campaigns for groups such as MoveOn.org. In 2004, he authored the highly acclaimed book, The Politics of Deceit: Saving Freedom and Democracy from Extinction. He also wrote Unfit Commander, a book that detailed George W. Bush’s mysterious disappearance from military service.

In 2004, Smith was featured in the film, Bush’s Brain, a documentary about Karl Rove. Smith provided commentary on Rove’s role as then-President Bush’s senior advisor. He has made numerous media appearances with Chris Mathews on Hardball, Joe Scarborough, Brit Hume, and many others. He writes a regularly for top national web sites, including FireDogLake and Huffington Post.

As a senior fellow at George Lakoff’s prestigious Rockridge Institute in Berkeley he studied, wrote and taught on the power of metaphor and narrative in political communications. He also lectured on religion and politics at the Starr King School for Ministry in Berkeley. As a sponsor and organizer, he has pulled together numerous national events with progressive religious leaders. He also organized a celebration of Dr. Martin Luther King at Riverside Church in New York City as well as “Freedom and Faith” bus tours, which was a nationwide campaign for social justice and progressive values.

Smith’s play, Double Play, which explored American Western myths and legends, was held over to sold-out audiences. He’s even written and performed songs in the Americana tradition, such as his best-known song, “Helping Marty Robbins,” a tribute to his hometown, Houston.

Most recently, Smith is the creator of DogCanyon, a political and cultural web site covering state, national and global issues from a Texas perspective. DogCanyon is an exhilarating and unique site that gets the connections between politics and culture and explores both the personal side of politics and the ups, down, craziness and beauty of “life its ownself,” as humorist Dan Jenkins would say. DogCanyon offers heartfelt personal essays, hard-hitting political analysis, and, most importantly, laughs.

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