Tired

Exhaustion is nothing new,

Keep moving, never stop,

Have to keep following through.

Pile on more, it has to be done,

In this swirling vortex I spin,

And suddenly I’m coming undone.

Slipping down this darkened slide,

I’m falling further into the darkness,

Someone stop this maddened ride.

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Down

Suddenly I can’t breathe,

pressure is applied to my chest,

and my will drains away from me.

I’m too tired to fight,

To battered and bloody to care,

I wait, as this feeling reaches its height.

Staggering back with pain,

I feel as if I could fall right now,

I welcome the rest, let me lay.

I’m so strong, until I’m not,

And right now I feel the ground move,

I sway, it takes one more heavy shot.

Get up off the mat, you’re a fighter

My vision’s blurred, my heart burned,

I’m down for the count, feeling lighter.

Like a feather, gently resting,

I feel as I lay bleeding,

Let me go, set me free.

Finding America

America, land of the free, home of the brave, or is it?  Certainly, we enjoy more freedoms than many other countries this may be true, it may even be said that we are founded on the concepts of freedom, so why would we allow them to be taken away from us?  Like many of the rare books in libraries our liberty is being eroded in a slow burn, so slow many acquiesce without realizing the full impact of their docile and increasingly dependent ways.  Where is the fighting spirit and independent nature we once had, how far have we fallen from what we once believed, under the belief that we are making things better?

The resistance to change is natural, so it should be no surprise that people still want to believe our media produces the truth, however, they have fallen prey to corporate and political motives, no longer the unbiased truth seeking hero’s and heroine’s they once were.  Instead they feed us lies and half-truths designed to facilitate the motives of their shareholders and political alignments.  Our hero’s have fallen and we have been left to seek out the truth ourselves, sifting through the world wide web, researching and utilizing our life experience to find as close to the truth as we can. Yet when we find our truths do we act?

Even if we could discern the truth of a matter, would we act?  There have been a great many high profile events recently such as, the Boston Marathon Bombing, the Sandyhook shootings, and the Movie theatre shooting that have been plastered and debated with great rigor.  Some using the misfortunes to wrestle more liberties away from law abiding citizens, others claiming conspiracy, and others who have no idea what to believe.  Recently, it seems some government officials are capitalizing on tragedy to further their own agenda, not shocking, but what is shocking is the general acquiescence of the American public. 

During the search for the second suspect involved in the Boston Marathon Bombing officials searched the homes of and vehicles of law abiding citizens.  Videos show families being marched out of their house with their hands on their heads as if they were criminals, several sources within a 5 mile radius have confirmed that some of these citizens felt they had no choice.  On one hand I suppose the bomber could have held a family hostage so searching property may have necessary, on the other hand as a law abiding citizen I would not under any circumstances appreciate being marched out of my house with my hands on my head like a criminal.  Likewise, with the sudden flare up in gun control debates following Sandyhook, is absurd.

 

It’s corporal punishment for America, where the general population will now suffer for the actions of a few.  Where the government cajoles and manipulates people into thinking that striping away more liberties is the only way to create more safety.  America, where we are sinking lower in our education and blindly following media and political agendas.  Where we no longer stop to think for ourselves, and have forgotten how to dig down and fight for what we once believed in! 

Is it really okay to detain a person and give them absolutely no rights?  Is that what we stand for?  Is it okay for the American people to be judge, jury, and executioner?  Regardless of the heinous act committed, shouldn’t due process be afforded.  No doubt, many of my readers are shaking their head in disbelief at my insistence that we treat even Dzhokhar Tsarnaev with fairness and equality.  Yet, isn’t that what we are supposed to be about?  I teach my children tolerance, I teach them love, and after Sandyhook I taught them preservation techniques to the best of my ability, but I did not teach them to judge, I did not teach them hate.  There is a legal system designed to uphold the law and punish criminals, there should not be a way to circumvent that system, to exile a person without due process, we are not a dictatorship yet! 

I do not understand why some of these people have done what they do, but I know some were mentally ill, others misguided, some filled with hate, some dissatisfied with our government and longing to start a revolution and make a change, whatever their motives, they should still be afforded due process.  Dzhokhar Tsarnaev was young and impressionable he was 19, I’ve not yet heard his story, nor do I have proof of his level of involvement but I do know that Unabomber Ted >Kaczynski had a much longer reign of terror and even he was allowed due process, and serves life in prison, and I do know it is not my place to judge.

Are people really so foolish that they believe taking weapons out of the hands of law abiding citizens is the answer, do they really believe that the drug dealers and the criminals, the terrorists and the crazies will give up their weapons and turn in their illegal weapons?  Think about it for a moment.  There is an entire town in Georgia that mandates every head of household own a gun and the crime rate dropped!  Criminals target easy prey, they don’t want to work that hard, if they know a town is armed they are less likely to go into that town with malicious intent. 

Is it really so hard for people to see that they can no longer trust the media, particularly since the media had repeatedly gotten their stories wrong and had to apologize! It is so easy to blame someone else, anyone else, and that is what America is becoming, America the unaccountable.  It is time to soul search America, it is time to look within yourself, find those faults and flaws and own them.  Stop pointing to other people and other countries and look to yourself, take a good long look and become accountable again, become liberating again, find that fighting spirit, the independent nature, that hard worker who will not fail because he has spirit.  Don’t sacrifice yourselves and your liberty for these false senses of security, secure yourself and your household, help your neighbors secure theirs if you must, be united, be the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. 

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The Reoccurring Teenager

I beginning to think that we all have this reoccurring teenager within us.  I’m sitting here after a meditating on the phase, “Three things cannot be hidden, the sun the moon and the truth”( I’m also fond of “You only lose that which you cling to”) and I have been reflecting on how I feel.  I saw my youngest sister married today, I have been bombarded by emotional tidal waves and I have stayed steadily swimming towards the shore.  There were moments of course where I felt I might drown, where I might be pulled into the darkness of the deepest parts of the ocean, but somehow, I did not succumb to those powerful forces.

Finally, I emerged from this voyage, beaten and battered but still moving forward because I must.  Weddings are always emotional, add any family dynamic and it’s twice so, add in coming home again, and it’s thrice so, and so on.  So here you are at an event that inevitably most have to attend, and inevitably that most will feel the stirring of this teenager inside, and unless you stop for a moment to think on it, you might miss the little trouble maker.  

Now it is possible that as a teenager you were a peach, an untroubled child who was able to stay pretty put together and in those cases you have little to worry about, but in the other cases, the ones I have seen with friends and myself those years will tumultuous and traumatic and ripe with all sorts of chaotic and distressing feelings.  Anger, resentment, abandonment, and bitterness are just a few feelings that the teenager within harbors and guards, and if you are not careful that inner teenager will take over for unspecified periods of time, it is for this reason that you must be aware.

It’s actually quite natural, you feel like you are drowning into the darkness and the time in your life that you most felt that was as a teenager, and so you that teenager found an opening a way to emerge, and before you can realize it you want to let the waters take you, or you want to run away, or you are so angry you want to shut everyone out.  Can you remember as a teenager how many people in your life you were angry with, it’s exhausting, but so easy to fall prey to the reoccurring teenager who waits for the right moment to pop back up and say hello to the world.

I long for a beautiful day at the cemetery where I can visit my loved ones and sleep beside them because it brings me peace, and because I have always felt the dead understand me far more than the living can, but I have felt this way since I was a teenager.  This behavior while odd to some is not considered bad, so I let the teenager within have this one,  but be careful, teenagers are give an inch take a mile by their nature.  You could concede to something small and end up fueling the fire, and angry at everyone, angry at parents for abandoning you or neglecting you, angry at family for not being there, angry at everyone for not protecting you and angry at yourself for being any kind of victim, this is the danger of the reoccurring teenager, all these issues easily come to the surface, and you might say “well if they are there you didn’t really deal with them.”  Or “you just need to move on”  but the sad reality is, our teenage years are the years where we find ourselves. 

We are taught and learn what our parents have to offer by the age of 13 (probably younger now) and from that point forward we are trying to figure out who we are.  So this teenager ingrained in us, it is part of us, it is a footprint of what happened to help us find ourselves.  For some it is a light footprint, for others a deep footprint, for some it is a reminder of what to do, for others a reminder of what not to do.  We cannot simply “get over” our teenage self, we have to get to know our teenage self, we have to be aware of it, and most importantly we have to stop denying it is there.  We have to honestly look at ourselves and identify what is the reoccurring teenager and what is the adult, and there may be times where it is appropriate to be both, there may be times were you need to grab a hold of the stubborn, hurt, angry and confused teenager and be firm enough not to go that route. 

I was always creative, as a teenager I knew what I wanted, but the adults said oh no that can’t be, be realistic, that was the worse advice ever!  I say do what you love! That reoccurring teenager is much happier when you are true to yourself, after all, that is what being a teenager is all about, it is about learning who you are.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m successful in what I have done, but I find my life lacking, and I know it is because I got away from who I was and am, and the further away I was the more that teenager reoccurred, I wanted to run-away, hide, push everyone away, but I wanted that because I had lost myself and my reoccurring teenager knew that, and knew it was the job of the teenager to find oneself.  So be aware, when you lose control, or lose yourself and you feel that reoccurring teenager boiling up inside, you might have lost yourself and it might be time find yourself again. 

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Costs of Success

Success is relative, and universal all at once.  What I view as success others may not, on the other hand many people have said they thought I was successful when I didn’t see it.  I think the key to a happy and fulfilling life is to have goals and to strive for success.  Big successes and small successes everyone wants to be successful.  When you set a goal and reach it, you are successful, but those goals can vary in difficulty level.  There is no doubt the harder the goal is the more successful you feel.  What a dynamic to add, so the student that is working towards a degree who has had nothing and no help might feel a bigger sense of success than the person who didn’t have to work through the degree might feel less of a sense of accomplishment or success. 

There is one thing that everyone who is successful has done, they have worked hard at something, the harder they work the more successful they become.  I wonder, however, what are the characteristics of people that are successful on a grand scale, the fashion designer who is known around the world, the business mogul making millions, the DJ’s and musicians that make it big, the actors and actresses that are in big and numerous movies, what do they do that are different. 

Of course hard work, of course dedication, of course self-discipline, of course  innovation, of course we know the more obvious things needed for success but what about the emotional, what about the mindset.  Do you need to have the mindset that no one and nothing else matters, do you need to be self-centered and selfish.  Can you be successful on a grand scale and be nice, or must you harden yourself and your skin, and move through without a care for how others think or feel?  Then if you must be harder, tougher or thicker skinned, is it worth the potential costs.  These are the questions I  am considering this evening.  

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Abandoning abandonment and moving forward.

Periodically throughout my life I have moments of great clarity, where I think I have magically solved one or more issues and I have moved forward.  Sometimes I have, and other times I have not.  While am woefully aware of my issues and shortcomings I have come to accept that I am human, and as such not perfect.  Really I am nobody, I am going nowhere, I read a book titled something similar on Buddhism.  Don’t misunderstand me, I am very successful in the eyes of some of my peers, I overcame obstacles and bought a home, a car and a motorcycle the three things I always wanted.  Still, even with all the “things” I set goals for achieved, I was empty, missing something, I always wanted to be a singer and songwriter, maybe that was it, so I made a point to focus more on my passions.  Still, something always seems like it is missing.  I’ve looked to the outside for it when I ought to have been looking within.

I’ve a strange past with trauma and loss, don’t we all, and it can be easy to disregard or overemphasize the importance of this past and the events within it.  Yet, you cannot easily move forward if you do not learn from your past, in fact you may not move forward at all if you cannot learn. So you learn, or you think you learn, you try to learn, and sometimes you relearn. 

I’ve taken a look at my past in an effort to heal and learn and leave the past in the past.  Everything you experience leaves an imprint on you, the more significant the event the larger the imprint.   I used to say my mom was the only person that was with me since birth, until her death, but even that is not true, not if I am honest about it and how I feel .  My mother was there since I was born that was true, and she left the state seeking to heal and grow herself, my biological father had next to no contact with me, he came to visit one time, and I was too little to remember.  So right away I was abandoned by my biological father, but I was taken in by my Dad, but later after Nana and Papa died when I was 11 or 12 Dad left.   He would take his two children to visit him but not me, I was abandoned again.  I couldn’t know, as a child of 12 to 13 much more than how things appeared and how I felt.  When I was 13 my mom packed me up and sent me away to meet my father, it took two hours, I was devastated.  My mother had abandoned me too.  Now I was acting out, I wanted my dad back, I wanted my normal life back, I hated the guy she started dating, I hated that my dad was gone, I hated everything.  I was thirteen, what would anyone expect. 

So I went to a new state, losing everything I had ever known for all of my life that I could remember, and I went to live with my sister and her mother at first and not my father, until she didn’t want me there, and so I felt abandoned all over again.  In my now somewhat grown up mind I can understand she was 13 and wanted her things and her space, but as a thirteen year old I couldn’t understand that then. 

It seemed the sky would fall on me, everything kept going wrong, bad things happened all the time, I couldn’t figure out what a relationship should really be, I just wanted to be loved.  For YEARS I just wanted to be loved.  I didn’t realize that the emptiness I was feeling couldn’t be filled from outside, I didn’t know it had to come from me.

Finally I reached a point with my Dad where we began to heal, and I felt loved, and part of a family again, and though the emptiness and doubt remained the healing was steadily working.  I was able to see what I had been missing and the loss and how it affected me, but I still had not learned my lesson yet.  I was still looking for someone else to, my family, to help fill that void.  I have great sisters and brothers, some are spoiled, some are punks, some are eccentric and some think themselves better but I love them, I will never not love them, they are all different and all love differently, they can’t love me the same way, but they do love me.  Even if they don’t does it matter, should it matter?  If my dad didn’t love me, if he didn’t want me as his child would it matter.  I’ve carried this abandonment for most of my life.

For once I reflected on it all, and I realized, I was my worst enemy.  I hadn’t been looking into myself for love.  It was crazy, I’ve been feeling alone, like I didn’t belong anywhere, like I was an orphan for about 10 years before my family in NOLA helped get me on the path of healing, they did that by being there, not giving up on me, and encouraging me.  Then my other family really began to heal as well, but all that healing means nothing if you hold on to the abandonment.  Of course you don’t mean to, you don’t even know you are doing it, but you are.  I often go between feeling like I am all alone, and completely blessed to have such a large and wonderful network of family and friends.  I had to address the issue.

So I decided to abandon my abandonment issues, because they do nothing but hold me back, and because I can only find true peace within myself.  I am the only person who truly knows me, no one else has been there, I am the only one who can decide to heal, move on, or let go.  How do you abandon abandonment, you just have to make a choice.  There is no doubt that it shapes you, it does, but don’t let it have you, take yourself back.  Because, everyone feels abandoned and the people that did the leaving might have no idea the damage they did, so it is up to you to heal.  It is up to you to say to yourself, yes I felt abandoned and yes I am afraid it will happen again but I won’t let it change me, and I won’t live in fear, and in the end I will find solitude and peace within myself, I will love myself, because no one else can give that to me.  I am abandoning abandonment, I will find my solitude and my peace, because only I can give it to myself.  

People will come and go in time, nothing is promised for tomorrow, so let go, free yourself.  

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Big Companies and Backwards Governments

So many of you following me have figured that I have taken in two children, I love them like they are my own, and they came to me with nothing, I gave them everything I could, depleting my savings, changing jobs to be home with them, maxing out the credit cards, because our government who says they are for the people can't help, and indeed don't have any interest in helping those of us who work hard.

I have always worked, usually multiple jobs while tenuously attempting to balance college with work and pay the bills, and I have struggled. I worked two and sometimes three jobs while going to school when I was in my twenties, and I did it without too much complaint. As I got older I put my focus on school and began to cut down my work hours , I was making 27k a year and after the government took their money I was making maybe 20,000, about 7,800 went to my rent another 3,000 went to National Grid (blood sucking mafia that they are) another 1,000 for my phone, close to 1,000 for car insurance (thank goodness I had a good record), and then I had a car payment and food, and gas to get to my job as school, all said and done I was spending at least 17,000 a year on what I NEEDED leaving me with 3,000 a year for clothes for work, shoes, books, and anything else I might need, forget about the stress trying to re-figure everything for holidays and birthdays, but our government says no you don’t need any help, you are just over the benchmark for needing help. Really, okay so I have to work 2 jobs if I want to get ahead, and if I do that my grades suffer. Tell me, does this country really want their young people to be educated, because from my experience I am not sure. No wonder we are falling behind the rest of the world.

Fast forward, now I have two kids and I made around 44k a year, I took them in with nothing, and spent everything I had on them, then I lost my job but at least unemployment was afforded to me (after all I had never been out of work and never changed jobs without another one) and so it came time once again to see if the government would help. After all they had helped other people who had kids and had no job and worked part time at jobs, I’m a hard worker, a good person, they should help right? Wrong! No they declined me, with no reason given, I can only assume it was because during the process I received my tax refund and so now I showed that as an asset. Tell me, do you have to be dirt poor to get assistance? Should we wait this long to help people, shouldn’t we instead want to help them before they have exhausted all of their savings.

Given the situation I am inclined to believe that our government would prefer for us to have nothing, they reward those that are poor, lazy, or adept at abusing the system and then punish those of us that are honest middle class citizens. I swallowed my pride and asked for help, and it did nothing for me but leave a bad taste in my mouth. I will file again and this time insist on an appointment, not relying on the electronic system that I fear government workers don’t check or know how to use. I suspect I will find that I am on my own, my good work ethic and thrifty ways are my undoing. I will have to find another way, will the children suffer? When they refuse to aid me and I must search for a multiple jobs once again to never be home and assist them with their homework and be sure they know they are loved. Will our government ever see that they have spiraled so far our from the core values of family, forcing everyone to work, facilitating a society that requires a dual income to live comfortably.

In a few months this will all be a non-issue for me, as I graduate with my Masters in Information Technology, and I look for a job far away from states that will bleed you dry. Yet for too many middle class families this is the story, they are stuck in a never ending rut, facilitated by our government, designed to keep them right where they are. Only the most brave and adventurous are rewarded in our society today and parents do not like to be brave and take chances that might affect their children. They accept what is because they feel they must and our government does nothing for them. In the city I once lived there were drug dealers and hood rats with Escalades, not in their name of course, they lived ghetto rich, taking from the government was something they were adept at, and yet the single mother (or father) of two working two jobs barely had food on the table and they get no assistance. For Shame, for shame.

In closing, lets discuss National Grid the MONOPOLY giant akin to the mafia who squeeze the middle class until they might implode. National Grid is a monopoly, many might disagree but they are, in fact I once lived in another city where I was able to have a different provider NYSEG who I loved the bill was one third that of National Grid and the power usage was roughly the same. Now where I live there is no option, and National Grid allows other companies to be listed as providers but it is all a sham to protect them, they argue this makes it fair. NO, National Grid this does not make it fair, you maintain the control of the delivery and a supplier is still at your mercy. Oh, and on the delivery charges you failed to explain to Channel 6 when asked, what a joke. So you mean to tell me you have a need to charge nearly as much in delivery as you do in supply when the same lines run to every house in the neighborhood? No, I daresay this is one more way for you to capitalize on your monopoly, people have no other supplier in our area to go to, so you charge those people for a service they cannot live without! Then you harass them when they can’t pay their 300 a month bill that is half delivery fees! In the summer in a house that was not frequented in a tenant paid around $100 for delivery fees, the supply was only $20! People should be outraged, and many are, but what choice do they have. Which brings me back to our government who allows this to happen, our government that supports big business over its people, that bails out big business but not its people, that gives grants selectively to big business and foreign opportunist but not to its people.

I’m sure I could go on all day long about this but I want to hear your story now, leave me a comment what is your story with big business and government?

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Catty women, ObamaCare and Guns, Oh My

I’ve recently took a trip to visit my family in New Orleans, stopped to see family in Georgia and I will stop again to see family in Virginia.  I love to see my family in New Orleans because it is always so healing, even at the craziest of times, even at the tumultuous of times it fuels my creative faculties.  I love to visit with my Grandpa and his other half Georgia because so many of our opinions are similar, and although we never got the chance to know each other when I was a child I find we are so alike in many ways you would swear we did. 

I’m struck by how blessed I truly am, each time I visit with my family, some might say it is perspective, that I look at the glass half full, even if that is the case I am happy for it, besides wouldn’t you be happier with a half full glass, after all it could have been empty.  I’ve been adopted into a family in the deep south surrounded by the exciting Big Easy city down in Louisiana, and they are diverse and grand, and I love them so very much for never giving up on me.  Still I have moments in time with them where I get stories stuck in my head that would be befitting of an episode of Downton Abbey. 

These trips are always enlightening in ways that leave you exhausting due to the overextension of the mind, the constant churning of the wheels and cogs in the head, and because of this constant churning I am writing a blog instead of an article.  I want to capture the informal, I want to be sure these thoughts and impressions are somewhere I can return to and elaborate on, and I want to share them even in their infancy with you, my supportive readers who I adore.

I wonder do all women feel some deficit if they cannot be catty, is it in our nature to gossip, do we do so without realizing we do it?  I have witnessed friends swear they do not gossip in one breath and trash talk someone in another, are we built this way, or conditioned from society to be this way?  I find myself using a great deal of self-control as I navigate the minefields carefully crafting my words hoping to assuage and calm and most of all stay a neutral party that does not take sides, and I find it exhausting.  I am naturally biased, so staying neutral is an extra chore for me, biting my tongue and not screaming at the insanity takes considerable effort, and there I sit with an idea for a Television series that would be every bit as controversial as I can be, but I bet it would effectively show how silly people can be, and hopefully it would show that life is important, and the people you love are important.  Maybe I will keep this idea in mind in case anyone wants to fund it, or in case I come into money enough to do so, or get the help from my many artistic friends. Still, I was reminded of this as I sat in a room of women who speak in suggestive tones and speak volumes with their looks and their tone, never actually coming out to say exactly what it is they have to say. I am reminded of this when I look to my family and my mother who passed and her relatives, and so many others who simply do not say things outright and it is frustrating. I was told once a long time ago that people are sometimes afraid to tell me things, I like to think this has changed as I've gotten older, but my response to that even now would be "I may react poorly, I may be hurt or mad, depending on what was said, but I will get over it, I will deal with it and ultimately we will be able to put it aside. However I would rather you say something is on your mind then wonder why your attitude has changed towards me, and if more people were to speak with integrity and compassion I feel the world would be a better place.

Switching gears I entered into a talks about religion and politics and found myself chatting with someone that agreed with me, someone that could enlighten me from the perspective of a Veteran.  We discussed Obamacare and the hardship it is adding to small businesses even mid-size businesses and I have it in my head that I will take to the streets and interview businesses on the effects it has had on employment and the business as a whole, stay tuned for that article, I am sure it will be enlightening.  Even an article in Forbes acknowledges the bills shortcomings “Most supporters of Obamacare embraced it because of a principled belief that everyone should have access to essential healthcare.  But even the establishment, still Democrat dominated, CBO admits that after 10 years of implementation, Obamacare will still leave 30 million uninsured.”  http://www.forbes.com/sites/peterferrara/2013/04/07/look-out-below-the-obamacare-chaos-is-coming/

Then we turned our attention to taxes and guns, and believe me the tax conversation was nothing new so let me recap on the gun issue.  If I am a law abiding citizen who has not committed any violent crimes why am I being penalized, who are my liberties being infringed upon.  I like to shoot, I like my liberty, and I am willing to fight for my liberty!  I do not wish to trade my liberty in any measure for a small amount of freedom.  I do not wish to treated like a criminal when I have done nothing wrong.  Instead lets address the reality of the situation, criminals will not turn in their weapons, crazy people will gain access if they really mean to do so, and the rest of us will be left vulnerable.  I say good for your Kennesaw Georgia, where officials attribute a drop in crime in the city to a law requiring residents to have a gun in the house! IT looks like others are following suit and Nelson Georgia passed a similar law (http://cnsnews.com/blog/joe-schoffstall/city-only-one-police-officer-passes-law-requiring-gun-ownership) Kudos to the Swiss who are very serious and proud gun owners who preach responsibility!  It’s astonishing when you consider they are only slightly behind the U.S in the number of guns per capita and yet the crime rate figures show about .05 gun related homicides per 100k inhabitants, staggeringly lower than the 5 per 100k the U.S saw in 2011! “Switzerland’s gun ownership is deeply rooted in a sense of patriotic duty and national identity.  “Shouldn’t our gun ownership reflect the same,shouldn’t we have this sense of patriotic duty and national identity, shouldn’t we hold ourselves accountable?  Read more: http://world.time.com/2012/12/20/the-swiss-difference-a-gun-culture-that-works/#ixzz2PqRWTJQP (http://world.time.com/2012/12/20/the-swiss-difference-a-gun-culture-that-works/)

Why I waste my breath on this debate is unknown, for this topic is political and the two things you get nowhere with are politics and religion, and I believe that it is largely due to fear.  Those who would see the guns taken away are afraid of them, they are afraid of the people who are not afraid of them, they are misguided in the belief that taking the guns away makes for safer streets, they seem to thing that it means the criminals will not have guns, robbers and drug dealers will not have guns, gang members will magically be disarmed, it is foolish and naïve.  So I do waste my breath on some but others will find truth in what I say, and some will agree to disagree, while others will cheer and say HERE HERE! The key as always is the education in proper use of a weapon, the key is accountability, and I daresay, the key is a good mental health care system, and on that I will stop, for that topic is deserving of its own space and time. 

So there you have it folks, catty women, Obama care and guns, oh, My!

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