For the Price of Pizza a life was lost...

     I find it mind boggling that the battle cry against offering insurance to workers has switched from "those lazy bums" to "The Pizza!!! Think of the Pizza!!!"

     The founder of 'Papa John's Pizza" is reported to be standing strong on the stance that having employees with Insurance would do the following horrible things-

• Raise the cost of a large pizza by an average of 14 cents...

     NOOO!!!

     Say it isn't so!

     Not 14 cents!!!

     Wait a second....

     That is roughly 1/3 of the price of adding extra pepperoni to that same pizza!

     Those lazy workers who are slaving away so that I can pick up a quick meal for my family because I am feeling too lazy to cook are trying to steal a third of my pepperoni!

     Quick!  Call the Tea Party!!!

     It is "PepperoniGate"!!!

     Over-reacting much?

     Let us think about those who are most likely to be uninsured in America... the food service workers.

     These are the people that handle and prepare the food that we place in our bodies... the people we trust not to poison us on a regular basis as we pull up to a drive-thru window and get our 'super-size' on.

     One would think that we would want the people handling our food and those kids meals that are half eaten and half buried in the back seat (my belief is that our children are storing chicken parts in the car hoping that they will turn to carbon and can be processed into oil when they are adults, but that topic is for another time) to be healthy and non-disease carrying individuals.  

     Is that an allergy?  A cold?  The flu?  Who knows... because they cannot afford to take off of work to go have it checked out and no insurance to see a Doctor to make sure.  Instead they are behind the counter passively passing on who knows what to your burger... do you want fries with that?

     That person at the bread factory who is working three jobs and still has no insurance because no one wants to hire for full time work could have diabetes... or maybe it is hepatitis.  

     The cashier that hears you ranting about the price of the steaks you are buying going up and how the person before you used food stamps to buy cookies has had a headache for a week now and only nods because she knows that her family only eats thanks to food stamps and even her kids deserve an occasional treat.

     Yeah... that 14 cents is a real deal breaker.