Sunday, January 26, 2014

Get It?

I am in one of my moods.

I am sorry. 

With apologies to Seinfeld's old lady...

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Happy Fucking New Year

Happy fucking New Year.

Another local news story that worked my morning nerves...

What sort of ass-hole calls the cops on a bunch of 18 and 19 year-olds for having a party on New Years Eve?

(Also...what idiot thought this was news?  I will give this news outlet credit, though.  They are the only local one remaining that allows reader comments.)

Unless they were destroying property or robbing someone, what harm were they doing?

Who was the victim?

The "what if" and "safety" and "it's the law" arguments posed by the liberty-hating sheeple are bullshit.

Every one of these kids is old enough to serve in our military and get maimed in a specious war, but they can't drink?

The individual liberties the people of this country have lost just in my short lifetime are staggering.

Nobody cares. Nobody is concerned. Most applaud it.

Where are the real Americans?


Had a big gathering at my crib yesterday with my mother, my in-laws, and a neighbor for our traditional New Year's day corned beef and cabbage bog Irishman feast.

Knowing I was an avid and enthusiastic user in the past (I haven't touched it in about 30 years, btw), Dear Old Mom asked me what I thought about Colorado legalizing happy fun-time weed use. 

Most around the table spoke of "safety" and impaired drivers and how legal weed use would just mean more lazy non-productive folks.

If my eye-rolls made noise, the roar would have been deafening.

I replied that nobody has the right to tell me what I can or cannot put into my own body, and that I thought Colorado and its citizens have every right to do what they are doing.

I also said I would support such a thing in Indiana, that I would most likely start using weed again (treating it as I do alcohol consumption...i.e. personal responsibility), and that the only reason I currently don't use is that the system is rigged now such that I would lose my ability to make a living and support my family and I would be thrown into a cage by the State.

I have no interest in participating in such activities, so I don't use and I play the retarded game.

For now...

I had an example to set for my children, so I didn't use.  They are 18 and 20 years old now...old enough to decide for themselves and face the consequences of their choices and actions.

I recommend they don't use at their tender age, (and I don't think 10-year-olds should do bong hits), but there is little I can do if they decide to do so.

This may seem hypocritical of me.  I neither know or care.

That's how I roll.

I know.

I am a bad dad and a old curmudgeonly hippie doper Libertarian.

Or something...