How to placate the group of misygonistic, power-mad assholes known as the Republican Party:

From Alexandra Petri in the Washington Post:

"I think that (you) should go a little further, so that the only services covered by health insurance are Viagra and Epsom salts for your barefoot, pregnant wife's aching feet."

....

"Here is how babies happen. You live, chastely. And then either an Angel of the Lord or a stork of the Lord comes winging along and hands you a baby. If you don't want to have babies, as I understand it, you have to set out an elaborate stork trap every time you copulate, a process that consists of lovingly removing lint from your spouse's sweater vest. In these economic times, that can be expensive. But I think any woman frivolous enough to want to prevent these majestic birds from going about their noble, life-bringing business deserves to bear the costs."



Well, it's a start, but I'm not sure that even these measures would satisfy Darrell Issa and his merry band of penises.