An open letter

Hey Barack, how do you like it? After a year of your trying to run my life, now someone is telling you how to behave. Remember how you told me how checking the inflation of my tires would solve high gas prices? Remember how you said someone should decide whether or not I'm worthy to live based upon how old and/or sick I am? How about threatening me with prison for not buying health insurance?

Well, now your doctor has insulted YOUR intelligence by reminding you that your smoking isn't good for you, as if you didn't know. Then, he criticized your consumption of fast food, and told us about your high cholesterol, as if it were anyone's business except yours. How do you like that public humiliation?

You might want to tell your doctor to back off, because he works for you. I'm here to tell you to stop stomping on my freedom, because you work for me and millions of other Americans, the majority of whom, parenthetically, don't like most of the socialist agenda upon which you are embarked.

With grudging respect,
American Idle
(Physically inactive, but always vigilant, because I remember the euphemistic National Socialist German Workers' [NAZI] party)