Thursday, March 26, 2009

Ron Paul and my taxes.

so, i have been reading a book by Ron Paul. i am really liking it. i think the reason i like it so much is that one, he makes sense. two, he isn't a douche bag that ignores things that he disagrees with (he addresses them instead, what a novelty for a politician!). Lastly, he explains the Constitution and uses it as the basis of all of his arguments, which is EXACTLY what all politicians should do.

one of the arguments that has been rolling around in my head for a day or two is that for income tax. Income tax is NOT Constitutional. I never thought about it, but he is right, it is just a form of slavery. we don't really have a choice in paying them or not. we must pay them or we go to prison. how is that any different from me going to my neighbor with a gun and demanding some of his/her income? or, is a slave really free if you allow him to vote, if he is still not able to keep that which he labored for? it is the same principle, and that is why it has really been irritating me. income taxes, conscription, and many other abuses of the Constitution that are perpetrated by our very own government... is it any wonder that i have been so jaded with politics? neither party really adheres to the very document that is supposed to serve as the divining rod for our great country.

much more thought will need to go into our next election process, cause i can't vote on party lines at all...

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Meds

i used to wonder why a person that suffered from depression or bi-polar disorder would ever go off of their meds. why would they choose to be irrational and violent? i know what people have said. that they want to feel the highs that come with it as well, and the meds keep them from feeling that as well. i used to shrug that off and think to myself, that there is no way that a sane person would make that choice.

therefore: i must be insane.

i am taking a new medication for my migraines. it is called Topamax. it is a daily pill that i take each morning and night. one of the side effects of this drug is that your cognitive functions are slowed and you will 'often forget words,' meaning i can give you the definition of the word i want to use, but can't think of the word itself. i have found that this is more frustrating than anything i have ever in my life experienced. it makes everything that i do, from work, to Church callings, to speaking with my wife, more difficult. and i HATE it. i hate it so much, that i would rather have a massive, pounding, nausea-inducing migraine than take this stupid crap-tastic drug. this is my official declaration, that i am going off the meds.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

the twisted form of Wolverines healing factor?

my beautiful wife is feeling unwell. this is a bad thing. i don't like being around unwell people. not because i am afraid of their small sickness, but because i seem to have developed some sort of exponential factor (or for those that don't speak nerd, an 'X-factor'). whatever they have, i will get to the 'nth' degree. ask Jesse, he will tell you. i don't get sick... i almost die. that is the way it works with me. i never have a cold, i get West Nile. i don't get the Flu, i get Ebola. i don't get headaches, i get incapacitating-coma-inducing-migraines from Hell.

so i am just curious, does this mean that i am a mutant? are all fictions based on small kernels of truth? was 'Unbreakable' telling the truth? who would have thought? maybe i am meant to be a super hero... or am i to be called 'mr. sick... they call me mr. sick.' LOLZ!