Health Care Upheld = Happy Dancer Body!

Among other news today, I'm happy to report that the Obama administration received a surprise boon in the shape of an unusually compromising John G. Roberts Jr, who voted largely to uphold the Affordable Care Act. There has been a lot of bad press about the ACA, many misunderstandings, and an unfortunate amount of fear mongering conservative spin. The facts are this: because this act has been upheld, my health insurer cannot drop me at it's whim because I have pre-existing conditions. My insurance company can no longer decide to increase fees just because it wants to, nor can it choose not to pay for something just because its accountants are clever.

Moreover, fellow dancers and aspiring artists like myself have the added security of knowing that they can be covered under their parents' insurance until they are 26. For those of us who primarily do freelance, non union work, this provision has the potential to be life saving!

I hope that today's decision presents an opportunity for my fellow citizens to reevaluate their priorities, to reinvestigate the sources of their opinions, and to be more open minded and optimistic about the reality that a big federal government move CAN actually be good for our country.

I cannot help but laugh at all the ignorant people who are tweeting about running to Canada because America is now going to pot. Goodbye then! America is the only remaining wealthy country to have millions upon millions of uninsured citizens. We all bear the tax burden in the event that they get sick anyway, so we should be glad that the national sense of personal responsibility has just been pushed up a notch.

In other news, I'm sitting in a dance studio next to a ten year old who is on Facebook, and several other pre pre teens from the Joffrey Ballet program who are instagraming and tweeting on their Iphones. For some reason, it is absolutely terrifying to me.... god help the children of this generation!

Oh. and I went to an audition today (Dirty Rotten Scoundrels). It was silly! I LOVE the feeling of owning a combination, then getting cut (along with the best dancer in the room), while they keep the five of the sloppiest dancers who knew the choreography least, and whose acting choices while dancing were more deer in headlights than intentional. Humility now!

Hugs,
A Broadway Baby