We should take great pleasure in the fall of the American Health Care Act (AHCA). The AHCA was essentially what you would get if you convinced Ebenezer Scrooge to heavily edit the Affordable Care Act (ACA), which made it at the same time unoriginal, nasty to the poor, and generous to the rich.

In its original form, the AHCA would have, in Dickensian fashion, cut some $880 billion in Medicaid spending over a decade, thereby reducing enrollment by 14 million by 2026 and fulfilling Paul Ryan’s sick collegial dreams. It would have largely turned the ACA’s premium- and income-based tax credits into flat vouchers, leaving millions unable to buy a health plan. It likely would have blocked some women’s access to abortion. And it would have diverted some $883 billion in tax breaks to, for the most part, the very wealthy and the medical-industrial complex.

But now it is as good as dead. Good riddance.