September 9, 2009

Legal Permanent Residents: The Great Void in the Healthcare Debate!





With all ears alert and most water cooler discussions based around the controversial subject of Health Care Reform in the U.S., I felt the need to address an issue that, to date, has gone unmentioned, along with a diatribe regarding a "regular family" and their experiences with the current system - the one that some may not want to alter....

Let me begin by discussing my concern over what appears to be (in my humble opinion) a well rounded and all inclusive reform package. One thing has been left unmentioned and apparently ignored for some time now... Legal Permanent Residents of the United States.

Legal Permanent Residents are "Green Card" holders who have entered and reside in this country legally, after spending thousands of dollars completing the immigration process. No, they are not citizens whether it be that they have not been legal residents for the required 3 years prior to applying for citizenship or, like myself, simply cannot afford the exorbitant fees associated with acquiring their citizenship status (remember, we have spent THOUSANDS of dollars to date obtaining our resident status). Legal Permanent Residents are working, tax paying members of the society who have undergone intensive background checks and have been permitted by the government to live in the United States for the rest of their lives providing they renew their personal information and pay yet more fees every 10 years until either they die, or they apply for citizenship.

I am not digressing from the stated topic as here is where the tale of the great void begins...

My family is a regular one, I am employed full time by my County in the field of education and my husband is a Foreman for a large painting company. We have an elementary school age son and like millions of fellow Americans, we have no heath insurance. Combined, we earn too much for Medicaid yet we earn too little to afford the coverage options offered through our respective employers. To clarify, the school district whom employs me offers a wonderful plan that would cost me $850 per month for a family coverage plan. My monthly paycheck after taxes and other deductions is $1100.00 - I also receive no wages during the months of summer vacation. Do the math! More than three quarters of my monthly paycheck!
As I stated, my husband employer offers a similar plan at a higher rate, therefore after he pays $245 per week in child support (for 2 children, one of whom is almost 19 and not in school - another story of an unfair system in need of repair), and taxes, he barely brings home enough money to pay our bills let alone to cover the insurance premium.

I understand that you may, at this point, think that the new health reform package would be a wonderfully advantageous "gift" to us, however here comes the interesting point....

2 years ago, my son was admitted to hospital for an emergency surgery. My husband was between jobs and we were trying to get by on my low income. Fortunately the financial consultants within the hospital were able to assist us in applying for Medicaid coverage that would enable us to pay the incredible bills that had accrued due to surgery and a 2 week stay at the hospital. Due to our income level at that time, we were accepted to the program. We did not have to face the catastrophic costs associated with our sons sudden and serious illness and my husband could now afford his critical $190 per month lifelong prescription medications.
There was one small flaw however... I was declined acceptance to the program as I was not a citizen of the United States! You may recall reading earlier that I pay taxes and am legally permitted BY THE GOVERNMENT to reside here. I even pay into Medicare/Medicaid through my deductions on my monthly paycheck! I discovered that I was paying for a service I would not be permitted to use!

I wish to share one further example of our typical family experience and then I shall not bore you any longer.

Moving forward to today, where we have no health insurance once more as we are both working (after my husbands extended unemployment of over 7 months with no unemployment, financial or medial assistance of any kind, during which time he could not afford his critical prescriptions and is now at a point where he cannot resume his regime as he has been without them for so long).....

I was diagnosed with Hypothyroidism one year ago and am required to take one pill every day in order to maintain a properly functioning body. This is fine as my prescription is generic and costs me a mere $4 per month. HOWEVER.... Given that we have no health coverage, I cannot afford the $75 doctors visit every 2 months that is required for my doctor to test my blood and frequently raise my prescription dosage until I meet the safe TSH levels.

In May of this year my husband and I were thrilled to learn that we were being blessed with a second child - after our son was born almost 9 years ago we had been trying to conceive but to no avail - I was unable to conceive due to my long-undiagnosed thyroid condition.
Sadly, one week after this positive test result, I miscarried. According to my doctor, I miscarried because my thyroid levels were "off the chart" and that I had not been scheduling my necessary blood work appointments. We couldn't afford the visits and lab tests! I was told that until my levels are in the healthy range, I would not be able to carry a child and that I must be more proactive in the upkeep of my health. Yes, I know this, but I can't afford to be proactive in my healthcare! I was advised to contact an OBGYN where I would schedule a D&C in order to prevent infection or future complications. Needless to say, I never did. I have no insurance and can't afford to pay these out of pocket expenses!
My Levothyroxine pills are currently at the same dosage they were in May and will not be changing until I can find health care. Our hopes of a second child are dashed - because I have no health coverage.

I have not forgotten my original intent in sharing this with you.

President Obama, when you are reforming the health care system (or the lack thereof), would you keep in mind that there are millions of Legal Permanent Residents in this country, taxpayers, workers, educators, loyal members of the community.
We require the basic right of receiving health care!
Why should we pay for services that we will never be entitled to?
This is an enormous misjustice and one that need be addressed within any reform package you have the courage to promote.
It has been stated that Medicaid/Medicare will be left in a still recognizable state, but that WONT WORK. It needs to be changed to allow us access should we need it!

In closing, and without turning this into a discussion on another heated topic - immigration - I fear that this inexcusable indifference to Legal Permanent Residents may create a concensus of apathy toward following the law and obtaining a Green Card when we don't appear to receive any more rights than illegal immigrants!

Yes Mr. President, it IS "Time For CHANGE".


Pauline Esposito
Colorado, USA

Scottish born, Legal Permanent Resident
and Proud to live, work and pay taxes in
the U.S.A.

Welcoming responses at: Scotlas1971@aol.com

August 4, 2009

Boycott Reviewstream

In todays difficult economic times, we are all searching for ways to combine our addiction to the internet with ways of making some money.

With a myriad of options available to us including pay-to-click, pay-to-write, pay-to-blog, it almost seems too simple. Have you heard the old adage: "If it looks too good to be true, it usually is?" With this in mind, I set off on a cyber space adventure of gargantuan proportion seeking out the perfect paid to site.

Cutting to the chase, here is where I am leading you....

Some time ago I joined a great paying site by the name of "Ciao". This wonderful operation paid you for each review you wrote plus you were paid for both receiving and giving votes. I created a huge portfolio of writing which included not only reviews, but general writing: thoughts, rants, recipes etc., and was rewarded quite pleasantly for it. However, as of June 2009, the site ceased to exist due to the high number of cheats in all shapes and forms.

I promptly removed ALL my work from that site and held it close to my heart (or my C drive) for some time before I found an equivalent site where I could resume my passion for sharing gibberish with anyone who cared to peruse...

Reviewstream! I had found a home! Bragging a pay per post upon approval, it would offer me the additional income I was accustom to at Ciao and would afford me the ability to share my writing.
WRONG!!

Why? Whatever happened?

Having removed all my writing from that other site as I stated earlier, I was shocked to see that, although my reviews were gone from cyber space, the links that USED TO lead to them were still visible online. Reviewstream also noticed this, and rather than offer me an opportunity to explain this ridiculous situation, they sent me the most unprofessional email accusing me of cheating by cross posting and that they no longer wished to have anything more to do with me! I was astonished!


I am an honest woman, with integrity and honor - to be called a cheat and to have my account closed without a chance to be heard was horrid in my eyes! What made it worse was the degrading and utterly rude nature of their email!

Tonight, I paid a visit to this site, just to see if indeed my reviews were gone! TA-DA!! There was one of my reviews!! Unpaid for and blatantly sitting on their site gathering votes and readership! Needless to say, I promptly e-mailed them demanding my review removed immediately while taking the time to inform them of their rude and unprofessional approach and highly distasteful correspondence. Within one hour I received a response stating "Your review has been removed with our pleasure :-)" WHAT?

My point tonight is that I urge everyone to avoid this site. It appears to be managed by high schoolers with no manners, tact or professionalism. Anyone who corresponds with someone in the tone that they adopted shows immaturity and a complete lack of respect.

I AM DISGUSTED!

I am hurt
that they view me in this light and only thankful that they have cast this judgment on me falsely! Fortunately they do not know me, they do not know that I am honest and have spent all my years as a writer online reporting cheaters, plagiarizers, let alone that I had several of my reviews/articles stolen in the past and subsequently posted on other sites!

This blog is just a way of me venting my anger and frustration against this site and the utterly disgusting way in which they treated me!

BOYCOTT REVIEWSTREAM!






Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

July 31, 2009

Twitter - yup, I'm a Twit - or is that Tweep?


I presume you have heard of "Twitter". I furthermore presume that you have have done one of the following:
a) Wondered what the hell it is
b) Joined the masses of Twits and have Tweeps aplenty - perhaps you are Twittering right now or have read this via Twitter
c) Checked it out and gave up.....


I have become a Twit - or "Twitter" as the correct phrase would be. I am also confused, and somewhat disappointed at this social networking, gathering place for the bored, lazy or agoraphobic who just can't deal with people on a personal face to face basis!

I joined this site in a vain attempt at "putting my work out there", sharing my poems and blogs - yes this one included, with millions of people who would read my writes and fain at my feet in sheer and utter adornment. Did it happen?
No!

It seems that, unless you have a huge circle of friends that you just can't be bothered talking to on the phone or meeting in person, the only "followers" you will accrue will be crazy naked ladies wanting to tempt you with their web cams - sorry, Im female - not interested, or a bunch of affiliate site members plying you with great investment opportunities.

I believe the motivation behind this ridiculous, yet terribly addicting site, was to offer a false hope to the socially unaware of befriending celebs!

I have come to learn through thorough investigation that anyone who has more than 100 followers rarely replies to you, and any celeb (who normally have tens of thousands of followers) don't even read your "Tweets" let alone reply to lowly peons such as ourselves. Ironically this does not deter thousands of people from chatting "with" these people as though they are in the midst of their random conversations, or in some cases, poignant thoughts that may cure the world of all evil! Give me a break!

To be honest to those of you who trust and follow me - and to myself - I have added a couple of notables onto my "following" tab and not without the hope that one day, someone, somewhere may return a tweet to me. I have left deep and thoughtful messages to a couple of these people in the hopes that they may realize that I am not a star struck teenie-bopper and may actually offer a conversation of substance - without being a stalker or crazy naked lady on a web cam! This was about as fruitful as my latest attempt at winning the lottery without purchasing a ticket.

There is an obvious sense of voyeurism attached to this site akin to listening in to private conversations, although without the benefit of hearing both sides of the conversation. I can tell you what color Perez Hilton is dying his hair this week, but I have no clue who he was saying "yes" to.....

I think this leads many members - especially the younger ones, to have a false sense of relationship and inside knowledge of their heroes, which sadly, can only lead to disappointment.

With a few ways of making a couple of bucks on the site through various Twitter offered programs, it may be something to play with but not a way of truly getting to know people or market yourself. These too, may only lead you down the path of either becoming an affiliate spammer or getting kicked off the site!


Well, as for me, I am off to post this latest addition on Twitter and hunt down a couple of celebs! I'll probably see you there - be sure to say "hello"!




If I ever get a celeb reply, I will be sure to let you know ;-)




Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

Thanks Mr. Hardy - Yes, Differences are Wonderful!



There I was, sitting on the sofa watching my sons' favorite show WWE Friday Night Smackdown, when something caught my attention and impelled me to move from my comfy spot in the living room to the darkened recesses of my office...

I am not a huge fan of wrestling, in fact, I have only developed any form of interest due to the 24/7 onslaught of Smackdown, Raw, ECW and TNA trivia that has lately become my (almost) 9 year olds life! I have, however taken a liking to a couple of stars for one reason or another. One of them is Jeff Hardy. I believe that initially it was the "Image", the style mirrored my own slightly left of center signature look and tonight it has become so much more...


I am an educator. I work with elementary grade children and often receive second glances as though to say: "You teach my kid?" or "Nah, no way, you don't look like a teacher". Tonight Mr. Hardy made a statement tonight that struck home to me and a statement that I hope reached out to all those "misfits" and "rejects" that we don't have to look the same, we CAN live life to the beat of own drum and it most certainly doesn't make us bad people! We CAN accomplish greatness without fitting into the mold of society standards and expectations. Yes, Mr. Hardy, you are correct - life WOULD be dull if we were all the same!


A great part of my enjoyment of life is meeting people who are like me, but more often, people who are different, people who make me think outside my own box. People who make me realize that although I am often looked upon as not typically "fitting the role", I have every right to do what I do and that it makes my cause more believable!

Every day I come across kids who are either (in their eyes) too tall, too short, to thin, too fat, not accepted by their peers because of their dress and if I were the perfect size 1 with a barbie body and golden blonde hair who wore expensive designer labels - attached to the clothing obviously - and never had to struggle or fight for what I believe in a day in my life, would they believe me when I told them that they were beautiful. That we are all different and that is what makes us special - who wants to be like everyone else, how boring the world would be if we were all alike. What is perfect anyway? People are all attracted to different things, different looks, different personalities - love yourself for who you are - because I do!..... No way!

I am 5'10' I am 164lbs, tattooed, black hair and wear whatever the hell I please! I am not a perfect body model, I am not a pin up - I am me!

My "image" - which, to be frank, is not an image, it is me, take it or leave it - actually works in my favor. The kids listen to me when I speak, they are interested, and when they see my tattoos and tell me they want one, I can honestly give them the truth... Wait until you are older, think solidly about what you want - you have it for life so don't rush in. If a non-tattooed, traditional teacher told them this, they would have the mind set of: "What do they know?"... am I right?

Both adults and children need to hear that differences make us beautiful, make us interesting. That we are acceptable no matter how we look, as long as we strive to do good and follow our dreams.


Thanks Jeff Hardy for putting that out there.......



Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

July 25, 2009

LIFE!!! :-)


The daily grind
The coffee grind
The toys the wee one left behind

The dirty dishes
The goodbye kisses
Oh, there's the keys we couldn't find

The grocery list
The "to-do" list
(For the things that may escape my mind)

The car won't start
I took my cell phone apart
Oh boy, I'm in a bind

Search for change

Find a phone
Dial home

Ring.
Ring.
Ring.

Dial a Friend

Ring.
Ring.
Ring.

Take a bus
What a fuss!
Now my back needs realigned!

Pick up my son
I have to run
to get back home in time

Start the dinner
(wish I were thinner)
wait for the timer to chime.

The dirty dishes
Did I feed the fishes?
The food all over the floor
The packing of lunches
The flowers in bunches
As my hubby walks in through the door!

The nighttime kisses
And sweet little wishes
Of a loving family of four!

(actually, there's only three, but that wouldn't rhyme!)





Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

Society Gone Mad

Sickened by the pseudo intellectual children so wrapped in their own self-righteousness
that they sneer and condemn the faces that aren't theirs,

the words that they could not muster.
Disturbed by the images of blood tearing from the mental veins of those who are psychologically void of worth yet able only to sit in their darkened rooms with their pale faces lit only by the candle of their despair.

The tragically over informed underdeveloped minds of the dismal hybrid of the night.

Hatred spewing from their pores.

Venom pulsing from their blackened hearts while Mommy cooks their dinner and washes their bedsheets for their peaceful slumber.

The humor in the children whose lives are so filled with pain, turmoil, angst whilst secretly and enviously watching reality TV.
The joy in the fact that their creative juices will flow and words will be penned for the world to see, relate to and devour.


That 15 years from now they will be writing about the pseudo intellectual children so wrapped in their own self righteousness...

oh, haven't I mentioned that before?

The irony in a society gone mad!





Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

Media Mind Warp

Stick your fingers down your throat - I promise I won't watch
oh, but that's what you do it for - I forgot.


Your ego has taken on a life of it's own
to honestly think I care enough about what size dress you wear?

If your words are shallow and pre-scripted - do you really expect me to listen?
Are you truly that caught up in yourself that you think I would trade in my morality and beliefs for YOU?
Vote for whomever for YOU?
Buy your moronic music with your pointless lyrics for WHO?

I am woman - hear me snore...
You bore me with your words
(actually, I believe they are someone elses, but that's what makes it worse).

Do you remember a distant time when people were real
with real messages and real physiques
real reasons to be... real?

I WON'T fall prey to your "message".
I WON'T be fooled by your "Agenda" (for I read you like a book).
I WON'T buy your CD (even with the catchy hook).

For I am real.
I am who I am.
Who are you?

(Speak your mind - not that of someone else)




Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

Crash

As the ice clinks and the laughter echoes in her mind,
the crunch of glass from the darkness opens her eyes to this reality.
Dark, tired, nauseated by the flashing
red and blue
this wasn't what she intended to do...

The intoxifying saturation
the blood
red
condenstaion
The laugh, the scream
This wasn't what she intended to see...

Still and crushed, like the ice in her cup
with a face so young and so pure.
No breath.
Still red and blue flashing
This wasn't where she intended to be...

Slipping into the darkness
Her glass has run dry
The two turned to five, the five to ten
she'll never taste that nectar again...
This wasn't where she intended to die...



Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

LSD

And so the Birdman flew

Is this what his dreams were all about?
Is this how his absurd high really felt?

And as he flew into colors of red and blue
His inner ego grew and grew.
And so the Birdman flew
Yet no one looked skyward to appreciate

He'd merely licked the surface he desired.
Kissing the sky, his wings outstretched like a cry for help

Could he have ever dreamt he could fall so fast?
Did he ever dream at all?

And so the Birdman soared into reality
His wings tired, his eyes sore

His mind vivid with the new horizons he'd reached

The new idea's he'd provoked.

And so the Birdman flew
Into colors bold and new.
Inventor of a new race
Portraits hung; the painted face.

And so the Birdman flew

And from above he saw
Creations he'd made lurid, sordid, and defiant of the mold.

Alas the Birdman flew

Was this his highest point?

Could he not soar higher?

Could he not touch heaven?

Could he die?

Could the Birdman really fly?



Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

Dreams

Colors collide in carnival of dreams
Hazy faces vanish into the mist
God like icons tower with strength
And the dream becomes real


Do I sit and stare into space
Or do I become absorbed in this mystical place

Like the prodigal son returning
Or the person I am leaving?


Clouded figures hold out their arms
As gem-like creations sparkle and fade
Like the eyes of a thousand awakened in their sleep
Dewy, heavy.


Do I stir and allow myself to waken
Or do I lie motionless and let myself be taken?

Like a possession of theirs
Losing possession of me.


Casting shadows on clouds as on walls
Shapes and patterns pass me by
Colors blend into sheets of light
Bland but warm
Shallow yet hypnotic
Suddenly the icons lose their godliness

And I awake.

The dream is over

Do I begin again?




Follow me on Twitter.com - Scotlass71

I Wrote A Letter...


I wrote a letter to my son today
I've done it many times before.
It's not to give him right away

I wrote of how we love him,
Our wishes and our dreams.
I wrote my "Ten Commandments"
Among many other things.

We always say I love you.
We always kiss goodnight,
But I feel that all these letters
Are something I should write.

I started when I was pregnant
Just to let him know,
That even though he wasn't "here"
That we both love him so.

I write them as he's growing,
About the funny things he does.
The stories that he tells me
The toys and music that he loves.

For when I'm old and ailing.
Or when I'm no longer there.
He'll always have my letters,
To know how much I care.


Do we always say what needs to be said to our children?
Do we leave behind a legacy of love and words that they will adhere to?
We could be gone today, tomorrow, many years from now, but why wait for them to know?

Write a letter. Write many letters as they are growing cover all bases, give them something in addition to beautiful memories to look back on. They could be young and you could be gone Don't take tomorrow for granted. Don't take your love for your children (or their love for you) for granted. Write a letter.


Follow me on www.Twitter.com - follow: Scotlass71 THANKS

Confused


Loyalty surges through my veins thicker than blood
My love is unconditional, forgiving
Yet I am in darkness.....
I shelter you, I understand you, I see you
Can you see me in return?
I know your mind, your thoughts
I see your darkness and bask in your light
Yet I am in darkness....

I don't fear the darkness
I fear the cold

Our mountains have been treacherous
Our summits have been plentiful
Together we can conquer - but I need your strength
I need your darkness to empower you
Take my darkness away......