Obamacare, The Republican Diet and Comedy that Writes Itself


It’s no secret. I’m bugged about healthcare. Much like our elected officials I have no solution but I have grave concerns. I’m so concerned I’ve actually vlogged about it recently at Momversation and I’m pretty sure that at least one of you has faced bankruptcy due to medical bills.

I didn’t really know how to introduce this video because with 2012 being an election year I worry about beating this very important horse to death.

Then I remembered that we can talk about anything incessantly as long as it’s funny. What could possibly be funny about the fact that Americans are drowning in debt and that’s leaving us unhealthy?

This postcard came in today’s mail, I’m assuming it’s because I’m a registered Republican.

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This Suburban Housewife Has To Break Party Lines: Goodbye Hatred


I can’t do it. I can’t vote for a Presidential team (because that’s what John McCain and Sarah Palin are) that doesn’t have the courage to say, “we’re not going to be hateful.”

I can’t bring myself to be a part of the party that would not vote for a man because of his father’s religion. I don’t care what color your skin is.

I am an American woman, and (up until W) a consistently conservative voter. Yesterday was Yom Kippur. As I passed by Chabad and noted the 9mm pistols on the guards I remembered that I am a Lincoln Republican.  As one of the people they hate, I am in favor of a smaller government and a larger conscience.

Yes, conscience. I cannot have a woman in the White House who wouldn’t use her voice to shush people calling for Obama’s death. I will not have a man in the White House whose battle cry is “Who is Barak Obama?”, knowing that the answer is that he’s a black man with Muslim roots.

On our holiest of days, Jews in America still need to be armed. I strongly suspect that when The Good Ole Boys are tired of chasing down (brown) Muslims and Mexican immigrants (easily confused, no?) they’ll be coming for me and my children.

It’s with a great deal of sadness, and more than a little fear, that I’m resigning myself to voting Democrat in 2008.

Those aren’t speeches Sarah Palin is giving, they’re pep rallies, for the Klan. She’s missing a moral compass that I require in my leader.

Pro Life, Pro Choice, Pro Adoption and Deeply Offended


I am a feminist. Recently that declaration has been called into question. I am a feminist from my earliest moments as my mother’s daughter right up to the moment I decided to become my daughter’s mother. It is appalling to me that there is such divisiveness between women.

I am a feminist because I am pro-life. I am a feminist because I do not believe that abortion is the right choice for me, and I pray it’s a choice my daughter never has to make. I am a feminist because there is nothing I wouldn’t do for my children. I am a feminist because I chose to stay home with my children. My world is uniquely feminine, I am surrounded by strong women with deep convictions and resounding voices.

I am a feminist and I am different than you.

I am a pro-life feminist who is pro-choice. I will stand by your side and support your right to have an early term abortion. I will fight for you to maintain the right to a late term abortion when your life is in jeopardy. I will scream and shout and yell so that no woman ever dies from a botched abortion again.

To drive abortions underground would be an unspeakable horror. I would pause my life and my lifestyle in order to keep us all safe.

I am a pro-life, pro-choice feminist who will beg you to give your unwanted child up for adoption. I will rally ’round you and help you find good pre-natal care. I will stand by your side when you are choosing the adoptive family. I will defend your choice of adoption as the best possible choice. I will call you a hero, so will your child.

I am not sitting on a fence. I can not support abortion as a means of birth control, nor will I sit silent and pretend that it’s a good decision. I won’t stop being your friend, but I can’t be the one you come to when you need support or a drive to the abortion clinic.

There are horrendous people in the GOP. There are complete asshats with the Dems. Both sides of the aisle are populated with narcissists, liars and manipulators. Both sides have some remarkable men and women who are altruistic, and serve us all quietly and efficiently. I can’t defend every Republican statement ever made, and this group is sometimes asking me to, because I am in such a minority.

I will tell you this. I’m a mother. I’m a feminist. I’m deeply offended by the perception that I can’t be a free thinking Registered Republican and a feminist. I will not be voting for Palin because she’s a woman. I would never assume that you’d vote for Hilary for the same reason. We’re not voting for Mommy and Daddy. We’re looking for President and Vice President. I urge you all to not allow the mainstream media dumb it down.

I assure you, that is not why my mother burned her bra.

Jessica Gottlieb is raising two children in Los Angeles, and she writes about it at her blog. This is an original post to the Los Angeles Moms Blog.

John McCain Speech: Republican National Convention


He distanced himself nicely from W

Too much war talk for me

Lower taxes, greater personal responsibility, who can argue that?

I just kinda don’t like him. The problem is that I really really don’t like Obama.

Now I’ve got to pick which criminal belongs in office.

A Pregnant Bristol Palin, Sarah, I have words for you


Enough already. From the New York Times:

Bristol Palin, one of Alaska Gov. Palin’s five children with her husband, Todd, is about five months pregnant and is going to keep the child and marry the father, the Palins said in a statement released by the campaign of Republican presidential candidate John McCain.

Bristol Palin made the decision on her own to keep the baby, McCain aides said.

“We have been blessed with five wonderful children who we love with all our heart and mean everything to us,” the Palins’ statement said.

Now we have a seventeen year old child having a baby and feeling compelled to keep it. Guess when adoption becomes a near impossible choice?

When TV cameras follow you everywhere.

Now six children are affected. The White House is no place for children. And the press? What have we done to ourselves?