It’s 1984 all over again.
No I am not talking about fashion; though that is true. Teal, fuchsia and neon green do not belong on the human body. And I’m not talking about music; but I guess if they’re making “Rock of Ages” into a movie, that is true too.
I’m talking about The George Orwell, Fahrenheit 451 kind of 1984.
Most of America still doesn’t realize how much of their Freedom and rights they gave away in the wake of 9/11’s Patriot Act. And because I can now be held indefinitely, and not formally charged with anything, simply because of some anonymous suspicion…we’re not going to talk about that today.
‘So what are we gonna’ listen to you rant about today?’... “Well, I’m glad you asked.”
I’m concerned about my governments’ and all other well intentioned peoples’ obsession with trying to protect me from myself. What is with you people? Can’t you just live and let live?
Apparently not. I’m not saying I’m the most careful person on the planet, or that I’ve never been injured. In fact last summer I managed to fall and hurt myself so silly I was actually in a coma for two and one half days. And I did that in my own house. It was simple really…all I had to do was fall. It is a wonder that I have survived these last 50 years of life. The thing is; I would like to enjoy the rest of my years.
So please, don’t tell me I’m not allowed to drink sugared soda. I can’t stand diet soda. It tastes awful, and is filled with poison as a sugar substitute. Remember Saccharine? And I’m pretty sure Aspartame was never meant for human ingestion. Plus didn’t we go down this whole road before with the Butter > Margarine >Palm oil, back to Butter thing. Or Lard/Butter > Trans Fat, back to Butter again. Yea and Olestra; that was a good idea… I’m guessing we could all loose weight if we drank motor oil. What ever happened to everything in moderation, or exercise? Do you want to help me? Then pay for my gym membership, Acupuncture, and deep tissue Massage.
Next; please stop issuing me tickets for not wearing my helmet: or not wearing my PFD, [now there are some occasions that I do wear these by choice: my choice!]
And what is with the tickets for Surfing when the waves are big? “Yes officer, I understand it is a Hurricane swell, that’s why I am here.” Have you ever seen Teahupoo, Jaws, or Pipeline? This is not that big.
Windsurfing on windy days is just as bad. Could be a Hurricane, a Nor’Easter, or a blizzard. “No Officer it is not that windy; I’m not even on my smallest sail.” Maybe I just need to move to the Gorge, Hatteras, or Maui? Every time I enter the water after December 15th and before May 31st, I risk a ticket or arrest. Enough already.
Let’s just agree that I am an adult: Physically anyway; so as long as I am not hurting anyone else leave me alone!
I just read you want to track the prescription anti-inflammatory and Painkillers I take, just because someone else abused them? I can assure you I will not be on Dr. Drew's Celebrity Rehab any time ever. Isn’t it already bad enough you keep track of how much pseudoephedrine I take? If I ever start a Meth Lab, I’ll let you know. Isn’t this like telling me I can’t drive because someone else broke the speed limit.
I just don’t get it. Hydro Fracking is OK? Dumping raw sewage in the ocean because no one wants to upgrade our sewage treatment plants? So we don't have the money? Wait, Didn’t NY just rebuild 3 major sports stadiums in the last 5 years? So what’s the excuse?
Better yet; what’s your excuse? Get involved. Make your voice heard! Is there windsurfing at Gitmo?