While I was waiting to see the dentist on Monday, I saw a venomous tweet directed at an acquaintance.
I thought “Wow, was it really necessary for that lady to call him a douchebag?”
I sent him a message that read “I see you’re making friends again.”
I figured he’d laugh, and he did.
What I wasn’t expecting was the venom from this lady who describes herself as a “balanced liberal” directed at me.
I suppose my levity wasn’t appreciated by her I ignored her.
My bud sent back greetings and said not to pay attention to her she did this kind of thing all the time.
I said OK.
Next thing I knew she was firing off all kinds of comments. Culminating in her, calling me an uneducated, hillbilly, redneck.
And threatening to report me to Twitter because my bud, said she was a bigot on par with the Aryan nation.
I said she was an insult to the Aryan nation. And she called me a racist, uneducated, hillbilly.
I responded that she’d misunderstood.
Since the Aryans dogma (albieit hateful) was at least consistent and her dogma was inconsistent she would therefore be a insult to them.
After all if you’re going to insult someone you should be clear about it.
Then she got really nasty!
I was laughing, she was entertaining while I waited to have my teeth drilled.
She threatened to report me again and my Bud did it for her. I told her that If I ended up in the twitter gulag I’d be joining a long line of good people who’d been sent to the corn field.
Then I came up with this,
I sent;
“I find your characterization of my hillbilly kin as somehow “Less Than” in comparison, tantamount to HATE SPEECH and that I’d happily go toe to toe with you with the Twitter judges.”
Suddenly she was gone!
I figured I could use her own rules couldn’t I?
As I understand Hate Speech, it’s speech that seeks to selectively call, imply or compare a group of people to something negative.
Usually the term hate speech is applied to negative comments about specific ethnicities. More often than not these groups are non European, but sexual preferences are also included in legal protections.
It occurred to me that so called “Hillbillies” might be considered a distinct ethnic group. As such they should be afforded protections against hate speech. One might also extend the definition to occupants of so called “Flyover States”.
Hey why not?
Thiz means that the negative attacks on Conservatives, Republicans, or people of Faith, so common on Twitter can, and should cause the Gulagging of the liberals who so quickly and easily fling epithets and hateful comments toward these groups.
After all what’s good for one group should be equally applied to other groups!
I’m totally egalitarian about it.
I’m thinking I’ll try to get the next Liberal that attacks me gulaged using this argument. It might be an interesting test of Twitters fairness policies.
Worst case scenario I’ll end up silenced and that will give me a reason to bail on Twitter altogether.
This one has been banging around in the draft folder for a while. Figured I’d publish it. Feel free to add comments. I’ll move the good ones into the body of the post. This list is not complete. I’ve been adding to it when I think about it.
These are things that we experience but often forget to share. As men, we should share this stuff, if only anonymously. The younger men ought to know what to expect. And hopefully we’ll get a laugh out of their horrified looks. Hey it’s what we do to each other!
In my life, the rites of passage I’ve experienced or witnessed have been, in no particular order;
Camping out by myself. Wow, look at those stars, My camp site is cool but I should have done X, Y, & Z differently. I’ll do those things differently next time.
Penthouse, Hustler and Chic, Magazines, So that’s what THEY have down there! And apparently MY junk recognized it… Even if I didn’t.
Firing you first gun.
Hitting your target with a bow.
Killing and eating your first meal.
1st wet dream, Oh my god!!! I wet the bed… no wait… what the hell is this??? I’ll ignore it maybe it will go away and not happen again.
Taking a brutal kick to the groin, there’s nothing like it. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.
The First Climax… AKA “Jacking off”, Oh wow, rubbing that feels REALLY good! Oh nooo something is wrong! I hurt myself… I’m never doing that again… well maybe just this time, and 10 minutes later and 10 minutes after that. Then finding out other boys also found this neat thing their body would do. Then enjoying our smugness while we could exclude the boys who knew nothing of what we were talking about.
A couple of fights, Yeah, I’ve been punched in the face, bloodied up pretty good. I’ve been on the loosing and winning side of a fight. You learn a lot from both experiences. When you have your ass kicked, you decide that you want to know how to not let that happen again. You also learn to be a somewhat gracious winner. At least in school, in my case being decent about having won the fight and helping my defeated opponent to his feet is all that prevented us from being suspended. We got off with a stern talking to.
Finally understanding mercy and why it’s important in this world.
Being part of the winning team, and the pizza party afterwards
Being part of the losing team, and the pizza afterwards.
Your first body hair, Whats that? OUCH! it’s attached. Oh… cool!
Your First Shave, topped by your Dad giving you your first non-disposable razor.
Seeing a hardcore adult toy catalog, Oh so that’s what it looks like when people screw. Damn! that guys dick is huge. Why does she look like it hurts? Does it hurt to have sex? If it does why do people do it?
Learning to be judgmental
That feeling of RAGE when you realize someone stole your shit!
Your First serious Girlfriend, She’s holding my hand! She’s letting me kiss her, she’s kissing me back uhhh oh I hope she doesn’t notice the tent in my pants. Shit! she noticed, hey shes smiling at it… She touched me through my jeans…. Wow! she’s putting my hand between her legs! I’m liking the way she’s moaning when I touch her… I’m liking even more how shes rubbing my dick… I just shot my juice with a girl!
Figuring out how to get condoms
First broken bone This is real bitch! why can’t I just walk like a normal person? Yeah, give me the walking cast, there was a question about needing this?
Understanding betrayal firsthand
The first broken nose Do you fix it yourself or run to the doctor? Fix it yourself of course!
Losing my virginity to a lovely lady in a seriously clumsy sexual escapade (I still grin about that one)
The first BJ, Oh YEAH, HELL YEAH!
A Driver’s license I’m never going to be home after today! Wait… I have to pay for gas AND insurance?
The frustration of being mobile, having condoms, and the house to yourself, and yet being unable to score.
Watching a porn movie in a theater...
Watching porn at home
Learning how to forgive
Knowing when to leave a party. Finding out later that you left just moments before the cops busted the place.
That first paycheck Wait! what the hell is FICA? Who is SSI? Why did they get my money before I did?
My First Apartment The first night sleeping on the floor (I had no furniture) But it was MY PLACE all mine. The next day… I bug bombed the hell out of the place. While the bug bombs were driving the nasties into everyone elses places, I was out buying dishes, silverware, a frypan, a couple of pots, a Mr. Coffee, and a cheap microwave. My waterbed was filled by nightfall and I slept like a baby that second night.
Purchasing my first Brand New Car The little head was doing all the talking that night… I CHARGED the down payment yep… on my Mastercard… But I drove the hell out of that car and enjoyed every minute of it.
Losing family to death and having to be strong for the rest of the family
Taking a date to a nice restaurant, only to realize too late that she was ‘Eliza’ from My Fair Lady and I could have had more fun with another young lady, or that I could have gotten what I wanted by taking her to a Mc Donalds.
Being laid off from your job the first time.
My first hangover
Learning to take time in the sack and how to have a lazy, unhurried, guiltless, sexy screw on an beautiful Sunday morning.
My first auto accident. OH DAMN! that’s going to be expensive to fix!
Learning you’re good in a crisis, and learning that it’s OK to freak out a bit and have the shakes after the crisis is over.
The walk of shame the morning after a night of debauchery (That one still gets a grin too)
Learning to control your own fear, and learning that by your controlling your fear others around you are also less afraid.
Understanding you can change if you want to
Calling the Dr and having to answer the question… “What’s the reason you’re making this appointment?”, My answer was “I’m very irritated Down there!” Which is when I found out my dick doesn’t like Nonoxynol 9, but at the time I was just sure I had VD.
Turning down sex for the first time… What the hell just happened? I never turn down getting laid
The first prostate exam, DOC, you are going to do WHAT???
How to lose it all and survive, It’s all just stuff… Stuff does not make me who I am.
Learning how NOT to be judgmental
Losing friends to death and learning how to grieve.
First Gray hairs… on my balls! Oh Hell no, that just ain’t right!
Learning that happiness or sadness isn’t about what’s outside, it’s about what’s in you.
Yep, couldn’t help seeing Madeline Kahn as I thought about writing this.
I’m tired of many things. Politics, War, Afghanistan, President Obamas speachifying.
At the top of my list and also something I can control is the hate, vitriol, and drama that I let into my home.
I’ve been a Twitter user for a long while now. I’m beginning to thing that perhaps that is at an end.
Recently, there have been several particularly nasty incidents that I’ve decided I don’t have to put up with.
First let me say, I’m conservative. I’m not Limbaugh conservative, but I do have more conservative leaning views.
I don’t like big government, I don’t think the government owes me anything more than my due (Social Security) springs to mind, and I know damn well that I’ll be whistling for that.
That being said, I’m not automatically drinking the Republican, Democratic, Liberal, or Tea Party kool-aid.
Some of those people scare the hell out of me because they’re just as draconian in their beliefs as the Puritans. (They popped into my head because of Thanksgiving.)
I’m more of a libertarian, constitutionalist.
All I’ve ever wanted, is to be left the hell alone in my personal life and financial affairs.
For me personally the ACA is anathema to the way I’d prefer to live.
It’s representative of a government intrusion into my personal affairs that I’d prefer not to have.
I’ve begun over the past decade or so to believe that the government has become too large and unwieldy to provide the primary services it was designed to.
Our government on both a federal and state level has become so intrusive in our daily lives that I chafe because I fear the loss of freedom that comes with each new regulation, regardless of whether the regulation or rule actually makes sense.
I don’t believe you can regulate common sense any more than morality. From the beginning it was obvious, prohibition wasn’t ever going to work stopping folks from getting drunk. Or the drug war, or “Just say No.”
As an example of intrusiveness on the part of government run amok, it’s no longer permissible to smoke in your condo in a Northern California town.
Yes! this is a Condominium that you OWN, pay taxes on, and a homeowners association fee monthly.
It seems that smoking on your own property is now forbidden because some smoke may at some point waft through a wall (god I hope not) and potentially harm a neighbor.
Were I in that town, I’d lobby for a ban or curry foods, microwaving fish, and kimchi too.
I find all of these offensive. Am I not allowed to demand protection for my sinuses?
The question for me is; where reasonably do my rights begin and end?
When I see the government either federal, state, or local, feeling that they have the right to extend their power into my home I become very concerned.
To me, this represents a fundamental lost of my freedom as a human being. What happened to fundamental concepts like life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness?
How about this? Schools fining parents because the lunch a parent sent to school for their child was’t “Nutritionally acceptable”. Then the child is given additional foodstuffs to make up the perceived lack of nutritional value.
Yes, this is happening now and I believe we’ve lost our damn minds!
Who at the school is to say that the food left out of a lunch wasn’t part of a medical issue? The school feeling that they have the right to fine a parent as punishment for not feeding their kid correctly is completely off the charts.
The other side of the coin is also happening. Parents are being punished, as are their children for having too much food. In our headlong charge to prevent childhood obesity, some schools have implemented rules about snacks.
What these rules overlook is sports.
I, as a teen couldn’t get enough food. I ran on the track team, and walked or rode a bike everywhere in the town of Lexington.
I walked in the snow, and rain or shine. I liked walking. I loved being on the track and cross country teams…
I was also always starving! Not because my parents weren’t feeding me, the food bill was astronomical.
I was hungry all the time because my body was growing, and at the same time I was burning a ton of calories each and every day.
The day I topped 120 pounds I was amazed, I was also a senior in High School.
It’s hard to be fat when your caloric burn rate is off the charts.
But if I were in some of the “calorie regulated” the schools of today, doing all that I was doing then, I’d be unhealthy. Thin, isn’t always a sign of health.
That unhealthiness would be a direct result of a school policy that sought to enforce a restriction on my nutritional intake.
As a kid, I’d not even have been able to recognize the danger until my body shut down in the middle of a meet. And what about the damage done by malnutrition as I trained to win?
What ever happened to teaching kids personal responsibility? Or, for that matter Phys Ed? All the so called affronts to our self esteem are in fact learning situations. Lots of those lessons are taught not in the classroom, but in the schoolyard.
You’re not always going to be the strongest, fastest, smartest, or the best.
That’s LIFE!
Knowing that simple truth provides a balance to me and my personal philosophies. This knowledge allows me to deal with most situations.
Mind you, I might not be happy about it, but I know how to deal.
Why do we insist on giving children completely unrealistic expectations? How about lessons on losing with grace and honor?
Liberty and Freedom aren’t just abstract concepts to me. I want nothing more than to live and breath those concepts.
So long as I’m not harming anyone, It is up to me to decide how best to live my life.
By extension, were I a parent, it would be MY call on what was best for MY child.
I deeply resent anyone who seeks to impose their will or belief structures on me. Note, I said belief structures…
You see, that leads to religion.
An Atheist, Dowist, Catholic, Satanist, Jew, or any other religious practitioner is granted the right to pursue their beliefs by the constitution.
At the same time, these folks are not permitted to force me to accept and practice their beliefs.
Yet, all around us we have people imposing their will on others not out of fact, but out of dogmatic belief.
What is the difference between the belief of a religion… and the dogmatic adherence to unproven philosophies that are ostensibly to protect us all?
I could make the argument my decision to convert all nonbelievers to Christ for the betterment of their eternal souls. You know, for their own good… Is not only right… but necessary because I know best what they need to be happy!
That would be wrong, and it’s already been done. A little tea party called the Inquisition, which may have led to a certain explorer finding the North American continent… again.
Back to the Twitter incidents.
Increasingly, discussions about current events are interrupted by people who, uninvited, start ramming their dogmatic beliefs down everyone else’s throats.
This happens on almost every subject and typically ends, only when the original topic of conversation is abandoned.
So called “Liberals” are to my mind, the worst offenders.
Whether it be in defense of the ACA while people are commiserating about the loss of their insurance and inability to access exchanges or obtain subsidies.
On the more vicious, hateful, strident calls, for more gun control interjected in a conversation about steel versus lead ammunition.
The result is always the same.
The original conversant says “Uh, please leave, we’re not talking about that here.”
The intruder replies “Fuck you, you stupid tea party moron.”
Original conversant “ Look, I didn’t swear at you or call you names, I’m trying to tell my friend how to adapt to steel ammunition in hunting ducks.”
Intruder “Fucking animal! you should shoot yourself instead of the ducks.”
Original conversant “Ok, hey @myfriend, I’ll talk to you later, DM your email address.”
Intruder “Yeah you run you fucking tea party gun nut, I hope your kid shoots your dick off!”
And then the thread dies.
It’s sad because I and I’m sure others, would have enjoyed gaining the perspective of someone who had made the transition for lead shot to steel shot.
Several weeks ago I muted someone in Twitter. I’d, up to that point, never muted anyone.
I can’t help but feel that everyone is entitled to the same freedom of expression I am. That being said, I rarely jump into a conversation unless I know one or more of the parties involved.
The guy I muted is someone that I’ve spoken with and whose comments I usually enjoy.
However, he went so far over several lines of politeness and decorum that I felt I had no choice but to silence him before he said something that I would really find offensive.
Incidents have been occurring with increasing frequency and outright hatred, over the past month or so.
In each one, even if I’m not speaking I’ve found myself offended and with no desire to read any further comments from any of the parties.
I can say the “evil bastard conservatives” typically don’t resort to obscenities during a heated discussion.
The Liberals on the other hand should have their mouths washed out with soap.
Last night for example, I was repeatedly called a moron, idiot, and tea party asshole.
This verbal abuse came from a woman who would never have taken that kind of verbal abuse from me. She inserted herself in the conversation calling me an idiot in her very first tweet.
All I said was “We lose our health insurance so that we may become dependent on the government.” To a friend of mine who’d just gotten his insurance cancellation notice.
He thought it was funny, gallows humor but funny nonetheless.
I meant it somewhat tongue in cheek but with a sting. If in fact you require a subsidy to pay for your health insurance you are by default dependent on the government.
Apparently, at least according to this “Lady” (Grand inquisitor more like) that made me an idiot.
She repeatedly told us all that the government didn’t pay for insurance.
Really? If you get a 100% subsidy the government is picking up the tab aren’t they?
I tried to get her to explain her position. Thats when she called me a moron, and we went down hill from there.
Somewhere in the middle of her hate ridden tirade against everyone who even questioned the policies of St Barak Obama I realized that by accessing Twitter, I’d willingly let this bitch into my home.
Before you ask, No, at no time did I call her any names… I thought it. I thought it a lot, but I didn’t call her anything that sprang to mind.
With that knowledge came this, I could in fact, throw her out just as easily.
I closed Twitter and took a deep breath.
My first inclination was to kill the Twitter account too.
I slept on it.
I’ve decided that I’ll keep the account, instead of killing the account, I am going on hiatus for a few weeks.
You see, on the one hand, I feel like I’m inviting all the hate, and vitriol the liberals, and any other nutjob can spew into my home.
On the other hand if I fold my tent and simply don’t participate, these spewing fountains of sewage will appear to represent the majority of America.
This is, I believe how the Republican party came to be regarded so poorly.
The moderates got tired of fighting the ultra right (or left) nutjobs, and they simply stopped engaging.
After all, as a responsible person I know I can turn off the TV, the computer, or anything else that bugs me and my day will progress quite nicely.
Most moderates understand this and exercise the option often.
However by doing that, we the moderates, abdicate our control to the sewage spewing nuts on either side of the political divide.
That, my brothers and sisters is why we the moderates must fight on.
We must not be silenced, we must not allow ourselves to be lumped into a group.
We must speak, politely, firmly, and honestly.
If we don’t, we’ll all end up ordering tofu tacos from an approved government vendor and only be allowed to have 90 calories per meal.
I enjoy watching the day unfold through the eyes of people that are mostly like me.
The news media says something and before I can say “WTF?” Other people on Twitter are asking the same question.
Granted a lot of folks talk politics, or religious beliefs, or peoples rights.
Some people would find those conversations uncomfortable, and in fact many people actively try to shout down those with opposing viewpoints.
Often the shouting and attendant obscene language and sometimes what could only be defined as hate speech is coming from über liberals and it directed at the more conservative elements having discussions on Twitter.
It’s the speed with which the liberal elements descend to these tactics that I have found interesting over time.
I continue to read the points that people are making, I weigh out what I see as the merits… or not of their point and if I have time will read the links to news organizations.
I like the photos, sometimes they’re beautiful, sometimes they’re cartoons, and sometimes well… taste is a matter of perspective isn’t it?
Occasionally I’ll comment. I’ll express my thoughts and sometimes, I’m told I’m wrong. Often a kind person will take the time to explain why. Other times I’ll share an opinion or belief and another person will send a message something like “Hey thanks, I hadn’t thought about <subject x> that way.”
To me this is what Twitter is.
I’ve thought of it as a well ordered meeting in a virtual town square. The order is imposed by a 140 character limit and you have to make your point or you’ll be lost in the shuffle.
I’ve been using a service that supposedly deletes your tweets after a set period of time. My Tweets are in fact deleted from my timeline but I’ve been wondering lately why someone would offer such a service for free, after all what do they get out of it?
The reasons I want my tweets deleted after a certain period of time is that I see no need to keep them. In the unlikely event that I run for political office I don’t want to be hamstrung by a moronic reporter in my opponents pocket, asking questions formulated to destroy my candidacy from out of context tweets.
I’d find this especially embarrassing if the reporter in question didn’t know the difference between ‘reaped’ and ‘wrought’ as I saw in an article this morning.
I suppose you could call my removal of tweets the digital equivalent of the Hikers Code. “Leave no trace behind”
I’ve always been dimly aware of a certain competitiveness regarding the number of followers one has on Twitter.
Only recently did I learn that your number of followers and the number of people you follow back affect the chances of being sent to the Twitter Gulag. Who the heck knew there was a Twitter Gulag?
I to my knowledge have never been sent to the Twitter Gulag, I suppose it’s possible I would have simply thought Twitter was experiencing technical difficulties and moved on to other things.
I’ve been seeing more and more of “I follow/unfollow back”
This confuses me. If I’ve followed someone it’s because I thought they said things that were interesting enough that I wanted to hear more. I had no expectation that they would follow me unless my comments were interesting to them as well.
If someone becomes un-interesting to me for a long period of time, then I’ll stop following them and I expect the same treatment. It’s not offensive, after all we all change over time.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m always very flattered when someone follows me. I hope that my comments or humor will entertain, challenge or delight them. But I don’t want anyone to feel obligated to follow me, I sure as hell don’t feel any obligation to follow anyone.
But there seems to be something more, something I’m missing in all this follow / unfollow business.
I don’t look at Twitter as a popularity contest although I suppose it is.
I can’t hang my self esteem on something as arbitrary as the number of followers or how it changes day to day.
If I tailored my comments to generate maximum approval in order to gain followers, how long before I’d be speaking “Group Truth” instead of my own?
Shorter: How long until I’m a politician with no moral fiber and no core beliefs?
I like the “Twitter as Town Square” metaphor. Remember in this case the Town Square is global.
I like a free for all exchange of ideas and even philosophies from the people themselves not a book in a library. I prefer for a person to be able to explain how they came to a conclusion or came up with some innovation. Often folks on twitter will tell you exactly why or how they came up with something.
I still believe that most of the average or “common” folks on this planet are in fact pretty darn smart. Spelling or grammatical mistakes aside, humans are inherently problem solvers and creators. That aspect of us should be celebrated and encouraged.
Twitter has the capacity to do that.
Imagine a farmer having a problem with a particular crop, being able to float a question to every farmer on the planet. How about someone trying to solve an engineering problem?
To me this is the best the internet can provide. It’s the basis in my mind, of information being free.
I’m not comfortable with Twitter as a training ground for politicians.
Yes, I took a lot more than 140 characters…
Follow me… or not if any of my truth caught your interest.
I had something in mind, then I read something else on a news site on the web.
Now I can’t remember what I was going to write about. The news piece I read wasn’t controversial or badly written, it was actually kind of blasé.
But I suppose what I was going to write about wasn’t completely developed and so… evaporated like rain on hot asphalt.
Now, after looking at a blank page for far too long, I’m hungry.
Sigh, OK I’ll go get food and then come back to seeing what I was wanting to write about.
And once again…
My mind is as blank as this page. Just a little static, but nothing more.
The DOW has been a bit of a roller coaster the past week. Twitters IPO appears to have been successful.
But that’s not what I was going to write about…
I noticed The President apologized to the people for their loss of healthcare coverage that they were happy with and could afford without government subsidies.
The bigger questions for me are if law was supposed to make it possible for all Americans to be covered, Why is anyone falling through the cracks?
Why are the extremely poor and elderly may finding that their coverage is significantly reduced or completely unaffordable even with subsidies?
How is it reasonable at all to cancel plans that people could afford and tell them that they need to go shopping for more coverage that they can’t afford? YES! I subscribe to the theory something is better than nothing.
My healthcare plan is very expensive for what it is. I’ve got a deductible that is really high and the plan only covers 80%.
I really feel for those folks receiving cancellation notices, I can’t afford to pay more than I’m paying. I sure as hell don’t have the stomach to go through all the insurance bullshit again in less than a year.
I’m also a bit put off that the so called “Good” plans have all kinds of coverage that for instance elderly folks don’t really need. A 65 year old couple isn’t likely to need pregnancy coverage for example. So why are they having their insurance plan cancelled because it doesn’t include that coverage?
I’ve heard proponents of Obamacare calling the plans being cancelled “CRAP” plans.
I don’t see it that way. I see it as the ultimate in capitalism. People purchase the plans they can afford with the options that most closely match their anticipated needs.
After all, Obamacare made “Cadillac” health plans bad things too.
Hell if I had the money I’d purchase a “BMW” healthcare plan, you know something that included weekly massages (with happy endings) and guaranteed cloning & transfer of my consciousness to a new body every 20 or 30 years.
No doubt that would really piss off the folks striving for a more socialist “everyone is equal” health care system.
Being a single male, I don’t need a mammogram, pap smear, or pregnancy coverage. I notice however that coverage is a little light when it comes to my cock and balls.
The only “sanctioned” (covered) therapy for prostate cancer is surgery which leaves the patient incontinent, sterile, and impotent .
I’m thinking, if it ever came to it I’ll take the cancer and fuck my way across the globe. Or I’d pony up the cash for the minimally invasive therapies, completely bypassing my insurance and therefore not getting my moneys worth out of it.
That’s another entire discussion dealing with the pendulum swing caused by men’s mistreatment of women in our society that persisted until the mid 80s. We all know the equation, Men = evil, greedy, sexual predators. Women = Justice, valkyries of virtue and light.
I’ll remind you that my government mandated COBRA coverage was almost $700 a month. That’s more than I was paying for my car and within a couple hundred bucks of my mortgage. I can’t pay that kind of money for something that isn’t providing a tangible benefit every month.
Most young people can’t either.
A 20 year old working at McDonalds, but not working enough hours to have company paid health insurance faced with a choice between paying rent, buying groceries, and putting gas in their car, or paying for healthcare is going to say, “screw healthcare” every time.
If that same individual is paying for school you can be absolutely sure they’re not going to pay for healthcare. Particularly, if they’re squeaking by financially and not able to be a full time student.
I remember making those choices… I always chose rent (having a place to get laid), gas, (cause going out meant getting laid), then food (drink enough coffee and you can do without food for 3 maybe 4 days.)
Today, I’m in better shape than many people. Getting my healthcare policy was a stressful, long process. Made more stressful because I didn’t want to run afoul of the new law dictating that I must have health insurance.
Yeah, for the most part I’m a legal beagle. I don’t want to give the obscenity our government has become any reason to come looking for me. I pay my taxes, obey the laws, and keep a low profile, all I ask in return is that the government leave me the hell alone.
They only caught Capone because he wasn’t paying taxes, and every hooker knows you always pay your taxes, the IRS pimps gotta have their taste.
Eventually, if the government keeps on it’s current course, it will have the power to observe every aspect of my daily life. My hope is that by the time they get there, I’ll be so old that they’re not going bother themselves with the likes of me.
Funny isn’t it? A year ago that statement would have been dismissed as the ravings of nut job wearing a tin foil hat. But in light of the revelations about the NSA, IRS, and god knows how many other government organizations it doesn’t sound quite so crazy.
Orwell was off by a hundred years… he should have called the book 2084.
Oh… I see this is one of my Randomized posts… Hummm, maybe I should be wearing the tinfoil hat!
But that isn’t what I was going to write about.
Since it’s not coming to me… I’m just going to go with what I’ve written.
As soon as I press “Publish” I’ll no doubt remember what it was.