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Healthcare is free in Mayberry, R.F.D.

That's the reassuring message brought to you by Andy Griffith as he becomes the latest celebrity spokesperson for Obamacare. Harkening back to 1965 Sheriff Taylor wants us to remember how truly great Medicare is. Nevermind the billions in unfunded liabilities, it's free!

And don't you worry your dottering old heads either, your "guaranteed benefits" are safe, and with the new health care law "more good things are coming." Free checkups! "I think you're gonna like it."

Who wouldn't believe Andy Griffith, right? He epitomizes small-town America. Even though millions of seniors are skeptical of Obamacare's cost cutting provisions all it's gonna take is one reassuring sound bite from Andy and Aunt Bea to set things right. He wouldn't lie to you, would he?

As a matter of fact, yes, he would lie to you. He'll say whatever Medicare tells him to say because they're paying him to say it. He's an actor, it's what he does.

And whether you want to believe it or not, Mayberry was not quintessential small town America. It was a TV show.

You want real small town America? My friend Irish Cicero knows real small town America. He grew up in one, as did his parents and grandparents and great-grandparents.

Life was hard, but rewarding. Everybody worked. Character mattered. Men were men, and women were ladies who commanded respect. Children were seen but not heard. God was the measure of all things.

It's an amazing treatise, read the whole thing. A taste:

These people grew up (or lived) during the Depression. Most of them had sung songs around the piano, or at church, when they were kids. Of course they played outside, as television hadn't been invented. They read story books and they dreamed up fantasies. If a dog got sick, you had to worm it; if you were hungry, you killed the chicken out back; the women canned; the men took pride in self-sufficiency. My own Dad, for example, was an electrician. He frequently traded wiring jobs for just about anything but money. My Dad had a hard time taking money for anything because money was a source of anxiety and crushed pride in the Depression. No, the way these Depression kids worked was, "I'll wire your house, you bring your post hole digger over." "I'll cut you 20 boards, you bring your mower and rake." Men got lost for days in new projects. It gave them pride.

I daresay those folks wouldn't dream of gorging themselves on "free stuff".

And Irish Cicero's Aunt Lyn would whack Andy Griffith upside the head for thinking otherwise.

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