David - I don't really care what color or how big the font you post in is - and you don't even have to give me a reason why you do it - because in the bigger scheme of things - what the hell difference does it make? But again, I'm a real believer in personal freedom and individualism.
It's coincidental that you're a libertarian. I posted a week or so back on a thread about the erosion of individualism in society and how peoples' lack of ability to be individuals is actually hurting our society, etc. It was really interesting - here's the link:.
http://www.able2know.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=83757&highlight=
Anyway, I didn't recognize the name of the author, so I asked and as you can see it was a professor of law who posts on this libertarian site.
Was I surprised!
Although I do have to admit that a lot of times when I release my preconceptions about something, or read something outside of it's usual context - like if I read something by Ben Stein - but it's not in a conservative publication- I'm more accepting of the message - because I'm reading it with a more open mind and I allow myself to see that it makes sense or is more appealing when viewed outside of it's normal and
labeled packaging.
(Maybe you should try that - maybe that font and color thing is "coloring" negatively the way people look at your posts- just like we allow ourselves to have our view colored negatively or positively by whatever name or avatar is attached to what might very well be a really good or stupid post- you know what I'm saying? It'd be an interesting experiment...)
Anyway - I know what you're saying about feeling protected. As a woman, I have had several occaisions in my life, when I've felt threatened and terrified and extremely vulnerable and wished that I had had some kind of weapon at my disposal with which to protect myself. One time, I actually did wake up with a strange drunk man in my bedroom. He had broken a window and was robbing my house. When I screamed, he did not attack me, but ran out of the house. For weeks after that, I was afraid to go to sleep. I literally slept with a container of mace in my hand, because I had two little children (ages 4 and 1 at the time) and I was afraid that if I left it on my bedside table they would wake up when I was asleep and be curious and hurt themselves with it. I too, am sick of vulnerable children being preyed upon. I wish to god - it would stop. But I don't think arming them or everyone in the US is the answer.
I think we need to change our society from the inside out so there is no need for constant, vigilant, armed protection against our fellow citizens. I realize this is getting further and further from being at all realistic or probable - or maybe even possible. And that saddens me. I don't know what the answer is - I just don't agree that it's armed protection. Maybe that's why I feel more comfortable where I'm living now...I took a walk in the woods with my l4 year old daughter tonight - to look at the moon - it was amazing - and I didn't feel a moment's threat or fear.
That's how life should be for everyone...the sad thing is, there's not one place in the US that I've lived (and I've lived urban, rural, north, south, etc.) that I'd feel safe doing that. Mostly because of the violent and weapon-fueled mentality that permeates that society.
*I haven't tried to join mensa - I don't liketo burden myself with labels :wink: - anyway - what could they tell me about myself that I don't already know? I probably wouldn't make it anyway - I get the constitution and the declaration of independence mixed up - what does that tell you about my intellect- my areas of strength are scattered and my memory retrieval is going down the tubes every year older I get - pretty typical of the population at large.
You're a little radical - but I thought you made a lot of valid points- even if I don't agree with all of them. Thanks for responding.
*Just out of curiousity - and if this is too personal, ignore me - did you know someone who was hurt or attacked, or even murdered as a child? I think something like that can have a big impact on someone's thinking. I had a friend who died of menengitis when I was six years old, and to this day, everytime my kids get sick - I worry about menengitis first...just wondering.