Saturday, May 31, 2008

Almost Died Today

As I was returning from Noblesville, Indiana today, where I'd spent the night at a Super8 Motel (don't do that) after seeing Eric Clapton in concert (which I highly recommend doing), I was on I-65 with my dad, within 10 miles of crossing the bridge into Louisville. I nearly died. This is what happened.

I glanced up at my rearview mirror, sensing something rapidly approaching, and exclaimed "oh, FUCK!" as a late-model white Cadillac barreled up to our car, dodging into the emergency lane (we were in the far right of three lanes) at the last second and hurtling past at easily 110 miles per hour. He weaved from there all the way to the far left lane, then quickly to the right lane. By this time, my dad had his cell phone out, dialing 9-1-1; I sensed bad shit was up, obviously, and I had a terribly ominous feeling. My dad was telling the 9-1-1 operator to send "police, paramedics, firefighters -- everything. This guy is definitely gonna hit someth--oh, there he goes, he just hit someone".

We had lost sight of our madman over a hill, though I saw tire-smoke curling into the air and heard the screech of tires, and a tremendous crash. Pulling into the emergency lane ourselves and putting on the flashers, my dad and I get out to see if anyone needs first-aid at the wreck, which I had only just taken-in.

The driver of the Cadillac was going from left-to-right when he side-swiped a Chevy Suburban in the center lane that was towing a boat; the Suburban went straight-on into the guard rail, and the boat flipped out of the trailer and slid down at least 150 feet before stopping; the entirety of its path was through the emergency lane. The Suburban had 7 people aboard; 3 were children, and miraculously, no one suffered serious injury. The Suburban was leaking fluid, which I initially feared to be flammable, but then figured was just radiator fluid; its front end was thoroughly smashed, torn the fuck up, and its two front tired were almost popped. I wouldn't be surprised if the axle was bent, too. The trailer was fucked, the bar connecting it to the truck bent pretty severely, though the boat did not appear to have any significant damage, surprisingly.

The Cadillac driver was taken to the hospital; after sideswiping the Suburban, he struck the guard rail, went through a gap in two guard rails, flipped at least once, and landed right-side-up far off the road. He was taken to the hospital, and I would not be surprised in the least if he was found to have been on drugs. Serious drugs.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Blah.

Let's try this coherent thought-process...thing. All right. So. Why am I a Republican? In an age where practically every supposed intellectual worships the democratic party, how can someone who claims to be at least somewhat intelligent be loyal to the Republicans, who have ruined all of our lives?

First off -- they're not Republicans. Bush is not a real Republican; he's an Imperialist, and a liar. Republicans are non-interventionist, in favor of small government and states' rights, as well as the rights of the individual, and the Constitution. Bush is none of these, nor are any of his cronies.

Second -- nothing that modern liberalism (might as well call it socialism) advocates is backed up by fact. Welfare? Fuck that; the national poverty level was decreasing until 1968; since then, it has stagnated. What happened? Welfare was established, that's what.

What about healthcare? Free healthcare for the poor was the norm, back when the government wasn't fucking with it, and doctors could afford that; now that it's the government they're fucking, doctors don't have any incentive to lower prices.

Anyone and everyone will try and get theirs from the government, on behalf of their group; where does the government's money come from? You. You're just getting your money back, at the expense of other people, if you're fucking the system. So fuck you. I have no respect for people who don't even try to provide for themselves. Pathetic.

Don't whine to me about poor families. That's why we have charity. Americans give three times as much to charity as their government uses providing the same resources to the poor -- and charity does it far more cost-effectively. And government-handled programs kill the spirit of volunteering; if the government "has it handled" (one way or another, no matter how poorly), you have no reason to lend a hand. It's being taken care of. But if it's a private organization, well, that should be no problem.

People bitch about abolishing the DOE. Fuck the DOE. Pollution? Pollution wouldn't exist if it wasn't for a Goddamn liberal who passed a law saying that the corporations could not be sued for pollution, way back in the 1800s. If you could assess damages from pollution and make a lawsuit, you would; and what would corporations do? They'd fucking quit! They'd realize how ineffective it is to fight the people over their health, and they'd quit polluting. It's that easy.

Gun control is idiotic. Bearing arms is a right; do you register to attend Church? Do you have to have a permit to carry around a Bible? No, nor should you. People who argue that schools would become shootout zones are missing the logic, here; shootings happen already, with laws in place. Without the laws, with lawful gun owners within schools, shootings would not be nearly so severe. Would you rather be a victim, or a fighter? There's no good argument here that I've ever heard that does not stem from emotion or cowardice, or rely heavily on slogans from half-assed politicians.

Freedom works. You just have to believe in your fellow man -- not the government. The government should be there to mediate disputes, and to enforce the laws (the Constitutional ones, anyway).

Government works for the people, but it does not provide everything they need, nor should it, especially at the cost of their freedoms. I want to live in an America that sticks with the Constitution, not this hippie-land where we ignore logic in favor of panic and emotion.

Fuck everything.

I've got a lot of reservations about stuff going on privately, and no one to whom I can voice them, so I'll just bitch here, and see if it's not helpful.

I like this girl, and for a while we've been exchanging facebook messages, and we've gone out twice. She's very nice, extremely smart, very into the outdoors, caring, all of that. But she's not very affectionate -- physically or otherwise. Lately, it seems like she's kinda avoiding my questions (which are admittedly buried within paragraphs) on facebook, and I'm wondering if maybe I've not driven her away, since we're not planning to do anything anytime terribly soon.

I'm going to Europe with her and many others this summer, and I know that will be fun, but I just hope I get this all worked out and that it doesn't become awkward, because that would ruin the entire trip. As much as I talk about manning stuff out, awkward situations are the worst for me to deal with. I dwell on stuff horribly, and it really gets to me.

Then again, it's concerning that I'm getting emotionally involved with someone, with college and separation looming just three months away. I can do long-distance relationships; but can she? Is that fair? Does it matter? Is it tying myself down too much? I don't know.

Apparently there's no way to express concern without it looking like bitching. Fuck everything. I don't care how it looks. It just is what it is.

Oh, and also, I got in trouble for clapping too much during an assembly. I might be forbidden from going on some field trips or something. Hopefully I'll talk my way outta this ridiculousness tomorrow.

I still want, more than anything, to get a one-way ticket to nowhere, and travel the world. Take my life into my own hands, and just go for it. I doubt I'll do that before I finish college, but hopefully sometime soon.