An Ode to My Canadian Friends… 1

Source: Is Canada Too Smug About Its Economic Future? – Businessweek.

Over the past four years, Canada has been feted as the country that does practically everything right. Its banks are beloved by everyone from economist Paul Krugman to Moody’s Investment Service (MCO), which rated them earlier this year as the safest in the world.

While U.S. politicians bickered for years over free-trade deals with South Korea, Colombia, and Panama, Canadians signed several pacts and launched free-trade talks with 50 other nations. Its economy has grown faster—and its debt has stayed smaller—than its Group of Seven peers.

Another success of Canada not mentioned in the quote above is that they have universal healthcare so thousands of citizens are not bankrupted each day due to overwhelming medical bills. When we were in Canada on vacation last year we mentioned that we spend about $1,000 per month on our health insurance and deductibles. My new Canadian friends were shocked to hear that.  They generally spend less than $50/month.

I want to celebrate Canada’s universal healthcare in this post. Here are some things that Wikipedia says about it:

Health care in Canada is delivered through a publicly funded health care system, which is mostly free at the point of use and has most services provided by private entities.[2] It is guided by the provisions of the Canada Health Act of 1984.  The government assures the quality of care through federal standards. The government does not participate in day-to-day care or collect any information about an individual’s health, which remains confidential between a person and his or her physician. Canada’s provincially based Medicare systems are cost-effective partly because of their administrative simplicity. In each province each doctor handles the insurance claim against the provincial insurer. There is no need for the person who accesses health care to be involved in billing and reclaim. Private insurance is only a minimal part of the overall health care system.  Competitive practices such as advertising are kept to a minimum, thus maximizing the percentage of revenues that go directly towards care.

The politicians who strongly oppose universal healthcare in the U.S. frequently state that those who have it are very unsatisfied with it. But if you actually ask them here is what Canadians say:

Canadians strongly support the health system’s public rather than for-profit private basis, and a 2009 poll by Nanos Research found 86.2% of Canadians surveyed supported or strongly supported “public solutions to make our public health care stronger.” A 2009 Harris/Decima poll found 82% of Canadians preferred their healthcare system to the one in the United States, more than ten times as many as the 8% stating a preference for a US-style health care system for Canada

I am a graph guy so I will close this post with a graph about the costs of our disjointed system compared to universal healthcare in most other countries:

Maybe now that we have the Supreme Court decision about our meager first step at universal healthcare we can start approaching what our Canadians neighbors are so proud of. I know in the title of this post I promised an ode, which is usually a song, but looking at the facts I do have music in my mind about future possibilities.

On The Road — Canada here we come…

We got the great-nephew married yesterday and will be heading north in a few hours. It was an interesting few days visiting with the out-laws, I mean in-laws,but I am more than ready to get this vacation officially on the road. One thing I had forgotten about was the ferocious mosquitoes they have here in northern Wisconsin this time of year! I suppose they will be even bigger in where we are going.

Gettin Ready…

Got the HHR serviced and ready to go for our Canada/New England adventure We will be off soon after the Fourth. When I have internet access I will be posting about each day’s experiences. But, given that for the first few days we will be in some pretty sparsely populated areas there may be some unreported days. I’m not sure how much wi-fi there is in Canada so this is all a guess with me. I do know that data roaming in a foreign country is VERY expensive so I won’t likely go that route. We have been in Canada a few times but only briefly. This will be a very unique experience for us. And at our age unique experiences are far and few between ;)

I Think I Might Be Canadian?? 4

Here is another cross post with my blog “All I Know”. I couldn’t decide where to put it so I am posting it at both sites.

I have a birth certificate that says I was born in Indianapolis Indiana but many times in my life I have had the feeling that I just don’t belong here. With all the doubt about Presidents Obama’s place of birth I have been doubting my own. Maybe my birth certificate is a phony?

As a kid I watched all the cowboys and Indians shows on TV. I even had my own Hopalong Cassidy lunch book. But I just never got comfortable with the idea of violence. When I was six years old I got into an argument with Johnny my best friend. The argument, whatever it was about, resulted in my giving him a black eye! I was totally devastated by this event for more than a week. How could I have done such a violent thing? Right then and there I said I would never use violence against anyone else.  I have kept that promise for sixty some years now.

I was in college at the height of the Vietnam conflict. With the draft still in effect I dreaded the day I would graduate and then face the draft board. I knew in my heart and soul that I just could not take up a gun against another person no matter how evil my government thought they were.  Within a month or so of my graduation I received the notice to appear for a draft physical. I deeply contemplated going to Canada instead of facing being drafted into the military. My father, who I learned had an absolutely horrid experience in WW II, said he would support my efforts to become a conscientious objector and if that failed then to leave the country. Fortunately my hearing even at that early stage of my life was not good so I flunked the physical. I can’t tell you how relieved I was to find that I was hearing impaired.

There have been many other experiences throughout my life where I just didn’t fit the typical American mold. I really didn’t care for John Wayne and all his macho movies about killing the bad guys.  The NRA to me is simply insanity. When I finally turned to Christ in my mid-life I learned from his words that violence only begets violence and to blessed are the peacemakers.  And most recently, while I did not mourn the death of Bin Ladin I also could not celebrate it as so many of my fellow Americans seemed to be doing. When anyone is killed I think God shed a tear.

All these thinks have gotten me to thinking; I hate guns, bravado, and swagger how can I be American?  I have always known that our brother to our north are seen as being more kind-hearted than we were. I also know that Will Rogers who is one of my heroes always spoke kindly of them. For that reason I have always felt a kinship to them.  I will be going up to Canada for an extended vacation soon. Maybe I am really going home for a visit?

I wonder if I sent my birth certificate to Donald Trump maybe he would check it out for me. He seems to be the expert in this area now.

But what do I know…

I Think I Might Be Canadian???? 2

I have a birth certificate that says I was born in Indianapolis Indiana but many times in my life I have had the feeling that I just don’t belong here. With all the doubt about President Obama’s place of birth I have been doubting my own. Maybe my birth certificate is a phony?

As a kid I watched all the cowboys and Indians shows on TV. I even had my own Hopalong Cassidy lunch book. But I just never got comfortable with the idea of violence. When I was six years old I got into an argument with Johnny my best friend. The argument, whatever it was about, resulted in my giving him a black eye! I was totally devastated by this event for more than a week. How could I have done such a violent thing? Right then and there I said I would never use violence against anyone else.  I have kept that promise for sixty some years now.

I was in college at the height of the Vietnam conflict. With the draft still in effect I dreaded the day I would graduate and then face the draft board. I knew in my heart and soul that I just could not take up a gun against another person no matter how evil my government thought they were.  About a month or so before my graduation I received the notice to appear for a draft physical. I deeply contemplated going to Canada instead of facing being drafted into the military. My father, who I learned had an absolutely horrid experience in WW II, said he would support my efforts to become a conscientious objector and if that failed then to leave the country. Fortunately my hearing even at that early stage of my life was not good so I flunked the physical. I can’t tell you how relieved I was to find that I was hearing impaired.

There have been many other experiences throughout my life where I just didn’t fit the typical American mold. I really didn’t care for John Wayne and all his macho movies about killing the bad guys.  The NRA to me is simply insanity. When I finally turned to Christ in my mid-life I learned from his words that violence only begets violence and to blessed are the peacemakers.  And most recently, while I did not mourn the death of Bin Ladin I also could not celebrate it as so many of my fellow Americans seemed to be doing. When anyone is killed I think God sheds a tear. What a way to waste a precious life he gave!

All these things have gotten me to thinking; I hate guns, bravado, and swagger how can I be American?  I have always known that our brothers to our north are seen as being more kind-hearted than we were. I also know that Will Rogers who is one of my heroes always spoke kindly of them. For that reason I have always felt a special kinship to them.  I will be going up to Canada for an extended vacation soon. Maybe I am really going home for a visit?

I wonder if I sent my birth certificate to Donald Trump maybe he would check it out for me. He seems to be the expert in this area now.

But what do I know…