Goddam Health

You know, after getting hit and all, and goddam passing out, I really felt like jumping out the goddam window. But the thing is, I didn't want everyone to see my goddam gory body all bloody and stuff. That sort of stuff shouldn't have to be seen.

I really should go to the hospital—I mean, I've just gotten beaten up twice in the past few nights. I mean, I'd be able to pay for it and all, and I have goddam insurance through my parents. Which reminds me of all this goddam Health Care Reform business.

I mean, I really think it's great that Obama will make sure that all people will get to, you know, have medical care and not goddam die. It's really sad that when somebody doesn't have insurance they can't pay for their hospital bills and stuff. I mean, what if that goddam Sunny got AIDS? I don't think that bastard pimp has a health insurance plan! But what about people who work hard for their money? Why should they have to pay for the goddam slackers who choose not to work? I mean, working in a phony job is phony, but not working in any job just makes you seem all selfish. I really think that that's worse. But where does that Obama guy think that we'll get all of this money? How the hell are we gonna pay for it? But I do think it's a good thing that people can at least live and be healthy. I don't really know—well, it's more that I don't really care.