In 1983, Monty Python, the British comedy group made up of English Literature Ph.D.’s who decided they wanted to do something meaningful with their lives rather than rot in Academia, did a famous sketch on organ transplantation. A fellow answers a knock at his door by two white-coated minions of the National Health Service (Britain’s version of Obamacare) who inform him that “we’re here for your liver.” When he protests that “I’m still using it” they respond “Is that an organ donor card in your pocket?” Somewhat mystified, he answers “Well, yes” at which point one of the health care providers says “I rest my case” and proceeds to extract the liver accompanied by the agonized shrieks of the victim.

In 1983, it was a joke. Today…

Britain’s newspaper (loosely speaking) The Telegraph (also renowned recently for publishing the secret  documents purloined by Snowden the Rat) has reported that the social services department in the English city of Essex forcibly sedated an Italian woman visiting England on a business trip, performed a C-section on her unconscious person, and then proceeded to take the baby into custody for over a year. They had a court order permitting the C-section, based on the woman’s having had some mental episode.

And you thought Death Panels were bad!

Britain is prologue. Now that the Feds have seized the medical system, we can expect this foreign occurrence to be the harbinger of new improvements over here. If you  have no rights to your unborn child, what parts of your body do you have rights to?

None.

So we can anticipate the promulgation  in the near future of regulations establishing rights to your organs, internal and external, by whoever is designated by the Department of Health and Human Services, for whatever purposes they see fit. We will be pursued down the street by chainsaw-wielding, white coated representatives of DHS screaming “we’re here for your [FILL IN THE BLANK]!”

Times are getting harder, fifty million people are on food stamps, and humans are made of meat.

Yum!