I don’t really know what I can say about this and this that will add to the humor of just watching them. So, watch them. Watch them now.
Try to remember that these were not produced by The Onion. These are not parodies of the right wing view of Obamacare. These are actual advertisements put out by right wingers who object to Obamacare. I think they could have done just a wee bit better though. They should have borrowed some music from The Who’s rock opera Tommy with just one minor change. “I’m your wicked Uncle Sammie, I’m glad you can’t see or hear me as I fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about.”
Because that’s basically what the ads are saying. If you sign up for Obamacare, your doctor will be a sex pervert in an Uncle Sam costume. If you sign up for Obamacare, your doctor is going to want to examine your vagina with highly polished metal instruments, or put his finger up your butt.
I know they are preaching to the choir, that the ads are aimed at their base, people who just irrationally hate Barack Obama (there are many perfectly rational reasons to hate Obama, but health care is not one of them), but I still think they may have oversold it a bit.
I suspect that a certain percentage of even the most rabid Obama haters know that sometimes a doctor (known as a gynecologist) will have a legitimate reason to examine a woman’s vagina. In fact, that is the very reason a woman would go to a gynecologist.
Likewise, most men, even though they make really lame jokes about it, know that there comes a time when a doctor will need to stick his finger up your butt. It’s called a prostate exam and, as socially awkward as it may seem, it is still highly preferable to dying from cancer.
Therein lies the weakness of these ads. They are not actually against Obamacare, because those medical procedures will continue to exist, Obamacare or not. They are against going to the doctor. That’s a message that only resonates up until the precise moment you get sick.
