There are many ways that changes can occur. We are happily marching down the road of our lives when, all of a sudden, instead of reaching a fork at which we must make a choice, we encounter a roadblock that forces a change in our direction instantly.
Everyone experiences roadblocks and they aren't necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes, the roadblock forces us to think differently about something we thought was a no-brainer, something we held onto for reasons long forgotten.
Think about your roadblocks. What are you hanging onto that no longer has any meaning?
So now we have a new made up word: Affluenza. It's the combination of "affluent" and "influenza" used to defend the actions OF a rich teenager who got drunk, wrecked his car and killed a bunch of people. Supposedly, he is afflicted with a "disease" of the affluent that allows him to think he is above reproach, beyond the law, and able to make serious mistakes with little punishment. And some judge agreed when she gave him the option to go to a rehab center for rich kids and have a ten year probation instead of a jail term.
What is going on within our legal system? Are we so afraid to punish
the guilty that we make up words to create a defense for them? It's
been going on for a long time, but I think we've had enough. Where are
Mothers Against Drunk Drivers when you need their voices to be heard?
I don't think anyone gets rehabilitated in a jail, and perhaps youngsters like him should go to special facilities, but to be released to the custody of a high-priced treatment center for a short stay just does not add up.
Everything legal seems to be spiraling downward in a country that appears to be losing its grip on reality, morality, and justice.
Wish I had the answer. Any ideas out there?
Well, Big Brother has been watching for a very long time and, as far as I’m
concerned, there’s little I can do about it. If I was a white collar criminal or terrorist, I’d be more
worried.
The only time I got really upset about Big Brother watching me was when I got caught by a trafficam in Los Angeles. I zipped through a barely-turned red light at a busy intersection, thinking I had cleverly decreased my travel time by a few minutes (it's a long light at that corner). So much for being smug. A few days later, I got a whopper of a bill in the mail with a photograph of me - albeit blurred - committing the crime and a time stamp showing I missed by 3 seconds. Sure, I tried to fight it, but who can fight Big Brother and win?
We live in a different era and we are spied on from everywhere. Do you ever use Google? Then someone knows everything about you that they need to target you for a variety of legal and non-legal matters. It's the way of the world today.
All I can say is, if you cant' beat 'em, just shut up and endure 'em. Your alternative is to shut off the computer, stay out of your car, don't walk into any commercial establishment with a camera setup and just shrivel up while you knit an endless array of sweaters no one wants.
Ain't life grand?
