Dear Chuck Grassley
I used to like you. Throughout the Bush years, you seemed like a stand-up guy — someone who took his oversight responsibilities seriously in the Finance Committee, and who didn’t fall for the whacked-out Republican hysteria of the past eight years. Get this — I even liked you, a Republican, much more than I ever cared for Tom Harkin, Iowa’s Democratic Senator (Mr. “Meh”, in my opinion)!
But I don’t know what’s happened to you since the election. I really thought you would be a perfect liason between the Democratic majority and the Republican minority. Instead, you’ve become a crazy-talking, fear-mongering Palin-esque stranger: “There is some fear because in the House bill, there is counseling for end-of-life,” Grassley said. “And from that standpoint, you have every right to fear…. We should not have a government program that determines if you’re going to pull the plug on grandma.”
In the voice of the youth of America: Dude, WTF?
Why can’t you be more like like Lisa Murkowski, Republican Senator from Alaska: “Quite honestly, I’m so offended at that terminology because it absolutely isn’t (in the bill). There is no reason to gin up fear in the American public by saying things that are not included in the bill.”*
You know that something has to change in the way Americans receive health care — you know it. So please, bring back the old Chuck Grassley, the one I respected so much. Let him be a part of the solution, helping those 46 million Americans with no health care. I’d really like to like you again.
*Since this is my letter, I can minimize her follow-up, “”I’ll be honest with you, there are things that are in this bill that are bad enough that we don’t need to be making things up” because she is a Republican, after all.