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Ok, so about a month ago, I was grocery shopping and was shocked to find that I couldn’t buy orange juice in one gallon containers! What is going on here? Here I am with a growing family, and my food items are shrinking! That is really bad news for us. I thought to myself, please don’t let this spread past my beloved orange juice. Then it happened again! I went for my favorite ice cream, Breyer’s Rocky Road. It felt a little different, and then I looked at the size, 1.5 quarts instead of 2 quarts! It got worse, the last time I cooked a kielbasa sausage, it barely covered the hunger quotient of my family of 6, now the stinken sausage shrunk too!

Yesterday I filled up my minivan, are you ready for this, $95.08! Are you kidding me? Fruits and vegetables have gone way up, you can hardly get apples for under $2.00 per pound now. All of this is based on one commodity, oil…

I have decided to pray for the miracle of common sense to hit our policy makers. I pray a giant angel with the anvil of common sense drops it on their heads.

I am sorry, but you cannot build an entire economy on oil, and then say let’s use less. The fact is, the population is growing, the need for energy is increasing. If you want to transition our economy to another lifeblood, then you can’t just stop the engine until you build a new one!

I am going to say the foulest most hideous dirty word in America, according to our media and elected officials. I will get stares, glares and snide remarks. Are you ready?

DRILL! DRILL! DRILL! DRILL!

Ok, I will wait until you are done foaming at the mouth. On second thought, I think I better not wait, because the Democratic and Republican parties are insane! They are so full of themselves, their minds are so bloated with self importance, they are deaf to the cry of common sense.

Yes, the miracle of common sense. It is safe to say that word is a misnomer now. Uncommon sense is the need of the day.
As a young man who got a rough start on life, I am scratching out my path to success in life. When I see the country that is being handed down to me and my children, and compare it to what the founding fathers structured our great nation to be, it is downright scary.

I pray for a return to morality, a return to civility, a return to hard work being rewarded and not disfunction. I pray for a country that isn’t looking to make more victims with more itis’s. We need to pull ourselves up by the bootstraps and get down to the real work.

We don’t have an abortion problem, we have a sex oustide of marriage problem. We have a immoral problem. We have a fornication problem. Can I even use these words anymore?
I can’t live my life politically correct, because if I let that philosophy train me, I will have allowed myself to live a life of dishonesty with myself.

Being politically correct puts peer pressure on you to say what you are supposed to say instead of what you actually think about something. It cultivates a disconnection with you from your soul.

It is better to say something that might be genuinely wrong and learn, than to spew out in lobotomized fashion the acceptable status quo and live like a zombie.

Let’s return to the foundation of real life, honesty! Look at the problems in your life and the world, and don’t accept the answers the powers that be are trying to force down our throats! The answers empower them and bind us to their every whim.

We are being taxed to death. Nobody even thinks about or talks about the craziness that we are facing!

Look at property tax. That is against the constitution! You can lose your land if you don’t pay tax to the government! It is an evil tax, and robs families of their God given and constitutional right to own land.

If you really look at how much tax we are paying, it is significant. Most people are so glad to get a tax refund, but fail to realize they paid the taxes in the first place! The government held that cash that belonged to you and returned it at 0% interest!

I do not want to rely on government to take care of me. I want them to give me the freedom that was fought for by our visionary founding fathers. I don’t want to pay property tax, I want to own my property. I don’t want them telling me what trees I can’t cut down. I don’t want to empower a few to spend trillions of dollars every year. I don’t want to pay for other peoples prescription drugs! I don’t want to pay for other peoples retirement! I don’t want to fund abortions and drug needles, and government surveys on the habitat of the freckled mole.

I want the miracle of common sense. I don’t want to hand over a nation that is backward to my children.

I want to have the option to vote for someone besides Larry, Curly or Moe. I demand honesty from my politicians. If they lie, I want them gone, bye bye! I don’t want my president to be getting oral sex in the oval office by some young chic, nor do I want my president to spend my grandchildrens money on medicare!

I pray we open our eyes to what is and demand what should be. It starts with ourselves. We have to be standard bearers. We cannot demand something we aren’t willing to live out ourselves.

Well, it feels good to vent a little, but I better get back to my 60 hour work week. When I am not working, I will be teaching my children to love the Lord Jesus. Then I will be cleaning my house and keeping the yard, doing maintenance, holding my infant daughter, changing diapers, teaching virtue and character to my boys, loving my wife. That doesn’t leave a lot of time to change the world does it….