Tuesday, September 21, 2010

What? Loved Obamacare so much you wanted O'harmony?



"Hey yo! Have you signed up with O'harmony?"

"Just tell the Love Czar Baby!!! Yeahhhh"
A friend of mine recently met a guy through an online dating-service, and it got me thinking. Why should she have to pay for something that others are able to get for free? It seems completely unfair. To remedy this terrible injustice, I propose that the government go into the matchmaking business. That’s right, I think it’s time for O’harmony.

Of course, there will be significant departures from the way online dating works now, all in the name of equality. There will be no photographs, for one can’t allow special treatment due to an accident of genetics.  Nor will there be written communications, lest you judge someone on their spelling. It’s not their fault they didn’t have the advantage of an ivy-league education, but they still need love, you know. No, you will tell the great and powerful Love Czar what you’re looking for, and he’ll see what he can do.

Then comes the waiting list. It’s likely that your hamlet isn’t overflowing with eligible members of the opposite sex, or you would have found one already (of course, O'harmony 2.0 will make such free-market matrimony illegal…

"Someday my prince will come, somedayyyyzzzzzzzzz"
…but that is a story for another day). Be prepared to wait a good deal of time for one of these eligible specimens to become available in your area. If you have, by that time, settled into spinsterhood, that is simply too bad. You’ve missed out on your chance, and will just have to deal with that. 

Worry not, my single friends, Obama has thought of everything! O’harmony is hard at work on their patented exchange program. In this program, towns with too many men may trade their surplus to towns with too few and vice-versa. Easy peasy! You will have no say in being sent to a delightful village wherein everyone is related or a town of thugs, but you will be matched up with a government-sanctioned partner. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth, you chose to look for love, and the government will provide!

 

If you find yourself wondering, during this process, how Obama found the gumption to interfere with such personal matters? Where were you when congress voted on health care? Is who you date really more personal than your medical care? More important than life or death? If those decisions are best left to government employees, who are we to decide with whom we spent the rest of our lives?

Oh and, in case you were wondering about that guy my friend met, he turned out to be a dud. But, hey, that’s the luck of the draw. What are you, some kind of dudist dudaphobe?

"Ohhh I KNOW you dint use O'harmony. Beatch."



Blog writer Amelia Hamilton is a true patriot and one of the growing group of people fighting to return this country to the fundamental principles that made it the greatest and most blessed nation on the earth.