When I was four years old, my big brother would grab my arm and make me hit myself. It was an intensely frustrating sensation, being forced to abuse myself by an over-powering external entity.
I’m feeling something like that right now. It happens a lot lately. Remember all those highway signs our rulers decided we should buy so we they could keep reminding us that the stimulus was a fabulous success? Or the scheme to manufacture an illusory Obamacare honeymoon by front-loading the benefits and delaying the drawbacks until all the schemers were safely re-elected? Oh yes, and how about those Andy Griffith commercials last fall, plugging Obamacare? Turns out they weren’t true – and costed taxpayers over $3 million.
It seems every month or so our new overlords get the urge to goose the Gallop by sprinkling folksy propaganda out over the masses – and why shouldn’t they? What have they got to lose, when we’re the ones financing our own mind control?
This one is a heartbreaker, though. Sheriff Andy Taylor, in his twilight years, trying to con us all into forsaking self-reliant, thrifty Mayberry USA for George Orwell’s Manor Farm. I wouldn’t be more surprised if I learned that Paul Revere’s horse, Brown Beauty, had returned as well, reincarnated as Orwell’s archetypal equine sycophant, Boxer.
Judicial Watch, the public interest group that investigates and prosecutes government corruption, announced today that it has obtained documents from the Obama Department of Health and Human Services regarding a series of three Medicare television advertisements featuring actor Andy Griffith, which were deemed misleading by a number of press outlets, including the nonpartisan FactCheck.org. The Obama Administration spent $3,184,000 in taxpayer funds to produce and air the advertisements on national television in September and October of 2010 to educate “Medicare beneficiaries, caregivers, and family members about forthcoming changes to Medicare as a result of the Affordable Care Act.”
Kinda makes you wonder how hard-working, loyal old Boxer must have felt at the end, knowing that his toil had provided the funds for the knacker’s wagon that was hauling him away.