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I am frustrated and angry and Lonely and so many other things.when will this covid19 crap end and will things ever go back to normal and please stop mentioning this so called new normal crap , it bugs me. All these restrictions and forcing this draconian rules and especially for those of us here in the USA the land of the free. no longer so free. Help !! we need help stop this insanity !!!!
I was looking at a Facebook share about a new law in discussion banning smoking while in a car with children under the age of six in Ohio. And if the comments were a clickbait video, the thumbnail would say “What They Say Will Shock You!”
People were disagreeing with the law, not because of logical reasons, but because they couldn’t curve their addiction and therefore were putting their children into harms way. Some highlights are (and I’m keeping the grammar):
“My body my choose”
“The law says that my car is an extention of my home so f*** all y’all”
When they start paying my car payment, putting gas in my car and paying for any repairs they can tell me what I can and can’t do in MY car [shrug emoji] Until then it’s my choice if I do or if I don’t!!”
“That’s stupid. Just another way for the governmen too try to control us. Next thing you know you can’t fart outside because you will pollute the environment”
“They can walk. That won’t kill them. In fact walking is healthy, which is what this conversation is truly about isnt it. Its healthier for them to walk”
There was so much more but this was all my brain could handle. And while was reading these comments, all I could think was “these guys seriously can’t be serious” (heh).
I think that the comments can be separated into three catagories.
The first is the my choice comment. Here’s the thing. We’re not talking about your life right now. We are talking about your children. You choosing smoke is endangering your child. If you are so concerned about your freedom that you completely ignore your child’s health, I don’t think you should be around children at all. There are several studies done that links to second-hand smoke with health problems later on. I will gladly send them to you if you’d like. Its not about you.
The second is the they don’t have power to stop me move. If they don’t like it, they can leave ideology. Let me remind you that they are children. Firstly, applying some common sense here, the children cannot pay for your car bills. Based on the law mentioned, they are 6 or younger (and honestly it applies to ages above that as well). If you think that is a valid argument, I think we need to go back to elementary school. Secondly, if you are forcing your *six and below* children to walk so you can get a few puffs of the cigarette, you don’t deserve children. They aren’t for when it is convienient for you.
Lastly, it’s the government controls everything now idea. If the government is passing laws in favor of the safety of children, I’m fine with being “controlled” by the government. This ties into the first catagory, but if you are so bent on opposing the government, sorry to break it to you but you (firstly probably can’t really go anywhere to escape it but you) should not have children.
I beg you, if you are a smoker, to either take steps to quit or at least smoke away from children. Both first-hand and second-hand smoke is very harmful.
I couldn’t tell how much of what was written was a joke or not. I may have overanalyzed a couple of jokesters here. But I still post this because I know that there are people who definitely do think this, and also to bring some perspective on a issue that probably exists elsewhere as well.
And if someone who wrote a comment that got featured here runs into this, here’s a reminder that you posted a public comment. Your name isn’t linked to this post. Don’t out yourself like that.
i am free to be me.
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American 🇺🇸Nights ;
Blue ribbon bottles, big block throttles.
Marlboros if you want ‘em,
Go on and take a drag
A little small town freedom,
A little taste of dreaming ‘
No need to Preach
No need to Shout , we believe in
American 🇺🇸 nights 🎶 🎼 🎵
#democracy #america #usa #freedom #ingodwetrust (at Miami, Florida)
I don’t know if this is feeling blossoming in my chest is because this app is a NEW toy and it’s got that freshness to it but I think its
Lol, my screen is black and white now so I can’t tell what colour love is. I hope it’s red like the current staining on the inside of my thighs.
That was weird. But I love that I can type this weird shit out here. Like no one I know has tumblr so i can say whatever. And there is no accountability. And no judgement. Or expectations. Like you have with Reddit.
This app is true freedom. To be the weirdo i was always meant to be. I’m gonna treat this shit like a diary. Write everything and sign off with a kiss. But also not a kiss because I’m not 12. I’ll sign off with a number. Like a number of the day.
I’ve overthought this. I now regret it and I’m suddenly very tired. I may never post again. If this is the last you hear of me, remember this brief moment when I was alive and electric.
Allow me to leave you with this thought. It’s now 1:51am, I have work tomorrow and why is my display picture got a sloth in it?
Since when? Who did this? Oh, it was me. This is not surprising and very in line with who I am as person. I have now to live with my disappointment.
so i just thought of the best idea for forgiveness
to help us feel comfortable getting to know our shadow side
write down your regerts
everything that you carry around - responsibility for a negative situation, reactions from childhood, feelings hurt, any thing that comes to mind from the past that you are holding on to, and remember that memory
and then you write
i am sorry i forgive you i love you thank you
and feeling the amazing warm energy rush over your body
and allowing you the power to keep on truckin
and then burn the fucken thing
thank you, it is done
I yearn for a freedom I’ve yet to experience.
This is my heart As it tears into pieces All of my strength All of my weakness All that I’ve left And all that’s behind Is missing and mangled And tangled inside Everything’s broken Yet everything’s whole Things that I feel That you’ll never know A heartache so sweet And I don’t have a reason But this is my heart As it tears into pieces
“I was in the winter of my life and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them.
Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour and my memories of them were the only thing that sustained me and my only real happy times.
I was a singer not a very popular one that once’s had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet but upon a unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky, that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But that really didn’t mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you’ve ever wanted and then loosing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out what I have been doing, how I’ve been living they asked me why, but there is no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what is like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lie your head.
I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality, just an inner indecisiveness that was wide in its wavering as the ocean.
And if I said I didn’t plan for it turn out this way I’d be lying, because I was born to be the other woman. Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone, who had nothing, who wanted everything.
With a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom. That terrified me to a point that I couldn’t even talk about. That pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people and finally I did, on the open road. We had nothing to loose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lifes into a work of art.
and have fun.
I believe in the country America used to be.I believe in the person I want to become.
I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever.
I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself
I just ride.
Who are you?
Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?
I have. I am fucking crazy.
But I am free.”
Ride (monologue) - Lana del Rey
Pronouns don’t belong to any one gender. You can be a woman and use he/him. You can be cis and use ze/zir. You can do whatever you want. Be free, fuck with the status quo.
Let’s change the world
Original posted and maintained at The Venture Company | https://www.venturecompany.com/blog/2016/05/is-capitalism-a-means-to-an-end/It is today for many, but it can be a means of ever evolving new beginnings.