For the record, I think whatever chimaera of a health-care bill emerges from Congress will make the traditional Gerrymander look like a cute beagle puppy.

The one and only solution would be single payer, but that was taken off the table before the debate ever began. Anything that comes from this effort is doomed in the womb, as it were. Non-viable. A teratoma.

But take heart! Most provisions of whatever nightmare one-thousand-six-hundred-and-thirty-seven page bill is spawned won’t take effect until 2013. The world ends in 2012, as anyone with a Mayan calendar knows. So it’s all just entertainment, folks.