- I find a baby boy and adopt him. Wake up with mild baby fever.
- I get a dog. Wake up with major puppy fever.
- I'm trying to parallel park a big pickup with an RV trailer on a steep slope. My parking brake fails, and my trailer breaks the window of another RV behind it. Also, Trena and Jill are both pregnant, and Joannie joins the Marines.
On to things I wish were of dreams and not reality:
Gun control. Honestly, I don't much like guns. I'm always a little skiddish they'll accidentally go off. But I really don't like the government telling people what they can and can't do with them.
Besides, if the likes of Andrew Cuomo and Obama really cared about saving innocent lives, they'd be pro-life. For that reason, I can't take these guys seriously on gun control. Abortion is America's own backyard holocaust (CBS reports estimates of between 700,000 and one million aborted babies per year), and it has been authorized by the Constitution supposedly implying a woman's right to privacy.
But a clearly articulated right to bear arms is somehow open to interpretation.
"Common sense" gun control is a misnomer. Restricting firearms from the mentally ill? It's not clear how that would be enforced. Do you realize that, by some measures, 25% of Americans have some kind of mental illness? The vast majority of the mentally ill are not violent. But will some postpartum depression come between you and your Second Amendment rights? Could this keep veterans who've been treated for PTSD from owning firearms? You know how many people in Washington would just love to disarm that group?
Background checks might as well be gun registration in disguise. It leaves an electronic/paper trail to you and the weapon you own.
Of course, this all calls into question the balance between safety and personal liberty. There's a big seesaw out there, with public safety/comfort on one side and personal privacy on another. Even presuming for the sake of argument that the government is efficient in enforcing and enacting things like gun and health care laws (which in reality is highly dubious), to what extent are those things worth the cost of personal privacy? Finding that balance is meat for a whole other blog post, so I'm stopping here.
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