End Of The Road

Well, where to start. So much has happened since the last post, both to me personally and to the nation. It has become painfully clear that for now the nation and myself have come to the end of the road.

My trucking days are now over. No more glad tidings from the road. My expenses have overrun my invoices. O the truck is fine mechanically. New clutch. New carrier bearing. Good rubber on tractor and trailer. New brakes on trailer. And there in lies my problem, no money to pay for insurance which totally puts me out of business. Gosh, it was a good run. I pray that I sell the truck soon.

I have been lucky to see this country in all its glory in all the seasons. The Fall Colors of New England. The fog creeping over the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. Dust Storms blowing across El Paso TX into the border town of Juarez Mexico. A sultry early morning Tee Time in Houston. The sea crashing into the Northwest shores. Yes, I have been lucky.

Unfortunately, as my luck has run out, so has the country's. The Grand Experiment that the Founders put together is dead. The Constitution is dead. State's Rights are dead. Property Rights will soon be dead. Capitalism has been defeated. Socialism and all its ill effects has descended on us all. We just don't know what flavor socialism at this time. I fear it will be Communism.

The demise of these United States of America began when Abraham Lincoln forced the Southern States back into the Union. He dealt the Constitution a blow from which it never recovered. Lincoln tore the Constitution in half when State's Rights were abolished by the point of a gun. By the turn of the 20th Century the Progressives had put the States on the path of socialism, championed by Teddy Roosevelt. Roosevelt's cousin, Franklin, finished the job. Concurrently, the schools became national incubators for the Left. Today, our children have not ever lived as totally free as children in 1830. Think about that for awhile. No one alive today has ever lived as free as a child in 1830.

I know, some will think that as long as it was a white child, all was great in 1830. But that is one narrow view. The Great Plains had thousands of very free Indians. Anyone, even slaves of the Antebellum South could open a store and sell goods. Or offer a service to the community. Anyone. Today, there are all sorts of regulations that have to be followed and obeyed. We are not an unregulated society. And a regulated society is a socialist society.

Which is a far cry from a LAWFUL society. One where elected officials pass laws that allow for the free flow of goods, services and labor. One where the business field is level. Not fair. Level. One must be allowed to fail. Only when society believes that outcomes must be the same are regulations paramount. You can't be better than the next guy. We all must have the same things, whether you earn them or not.

Well, to finish up this post, I am glad to report that I am still successfully leaving the pounds off. It has been near 3 years since I lost 50 fatty pounds, though I have gained back from time to time 10 to 15 of them. Today I am at 175 by my bathroom scales. And that is a lot better than the 220+ when I got started. I am going to take this blog into a new direction. Stay tuned!