It’s an inky very early morning on the way to the airport, just me and the cab driver on the empty highway.
Me: How’s business been lately?
Him: Not bad. I’d be doing okay if it weren’t for that damn Obamacare!
Me: How is Obamacare hurting you?
Him: My wife and I were forced to buy health insurance this year to avoid that stupid fine. The policy costs me almost two hundred bucks a month.
Me: That’s a lot of money.
Him: And I don’t have cash to spare! We have a ton of bills we haven’t paid and I can barely keep up as it is.
Me: Bills from what?
Him: The hospital. My wife got really sick last year. They charged me a fortune!
I fall silent as we continue to travel in darkness.