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The Power of One Free Man

Ann Anon Wrote: May 12, 2012 1:27 PM
I never felt too free when I had to work the first five months of the year to support the layabouts that are on welfare for absolutely no reason except their lack of morals and ability to produce more layabouts. Of course, I could always have joined ranks with the layabouts and become a non achiever and welfare recepient. Freedom lets you make the choice to be a drone or a freeman or woman. And don't tell me you think anybody on the dole is a Republican or conservative by vote. I might have worked for the other team for 5 months a year but I came home to the house on the hill and nobody in any other country ever had it so good as Americans do. But if you want to keep that freedom, vote Republican.
Emilie3 Wrote: May 12, 2012 1:46 PM
Ridiculous. The first five months of work goes to the military and infrastructure, to preferred contractors that charge too much, not just to people on the dole as you say. I'll bet most of the people in your family of certain age accept Medicare and SS. Repulbicans also want to restrict freedoms. I haven't noticed any differences in my quality of life regardless of how much taxes I have to pay. I just pay them for the privilege of living here where I don't have to step over dead bodies or watch people starve or fear being kidnapped at every corner, and everything still works. Water still runs in the house, I still have electricity, the stores have more than I could want unlike other countries I have been to.
Tired in Texas Wrote: May 14, 2012 1:04 PM
If I could designate all my taxes to pay for defense and infrastructure, and none of my taxes go to welfare programs, I would do so in a New York minute. I'd much rather pay the Soldier, Airman, Marine and Sailor who bears arms to protect me or the construction worker who maintains the roads and bridges that I drive over than support the person who sucks off the public teat.

In the fall of 1983 in Moscow, we came in from the cold. Ending our tour of what was then the Soviet Union, a group of editorial writers from across the United States stepped on American soil for the first time in three weeks. Our reception that night was at the U.S. Embassy. We were free. Back home. Oh, Freedom!

All we'd seen from Irkutsk in Siberia to Yerevan in Armenia was an evil empire already beginning to crumble, but still a police state. And a nuclear power.

And then: Light. The walls of the brightly lit U.S. Embassy were...