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You want me, Medicare Advantage? Here!
They’re showing up daily now. The endless emails I simply block and delete unread. But all those official-looking letters that I find jammed into my mailbox every day? Ok, yes, tearing them up and tossing them down the garbage chute is certainly one way to get rid of them.
But satisfying as that is, after I’ve thrown away the first four or five dozen, I want something more.
I want to send a message.
And how very obliging of the marketing geniuses at all these Medicare Advantage plans to provide me with postage-paid envelopes. Since they’ve already paid for my response, it would be churlish to simply toss those out. Right?
I don’t know why I didn’t think of this earlier.
After all, I began sending blunt notes to the grabby fux at the ACLU years ago. Back when I was still a starry-eyed Bernie girl, I foolishly signed up to send a monthly ten dollars — which was all I could afford — to the ACLU to help with all the important work that they do. I suppose they do some valuable things, all right, but all I ever saw was an unrelenting push for me to donate more money.
First order of action: cancel all donations immediately.
