Soapbox

    I knew it was just a matter of time.

    This week the Republicans in the Ohio government proposed a bill requiring welfare applicants to get drug tested before they can receive benefits. They of course called their proposal "protecting the taxpayer's dollar". I call it "Blind Ideologue syndrome."

   I was relieved to see the law applied only  to applicants "suspected of illicit drug use" however, I noted no explanation of what threshold would constitute "suspicion". In Florida, see, everyone who applies for welfare benefits is suspected of using that money for drugs. In Arizona and several other states, it's anyone with the misfortune to get laid off and apply for unemployment compensation (a program those unfortunate people paid into, by the way, when they were employed) And in other states the conservative majority has suggested that anyone needing food stamps to feed their kids is probably a crack head and needs to be tested.

   As in other proposals, the Ohio welfare applicant would have to pay for the drug test himself. Oh, but that's ok, see, because if they test negative, the state would reimburse them for the cost.
    How a person who is so poor that they need welfare is supposed to scrape up the $35- $40 to pay for the test is clearly irrelevant to people who are having 3 martini lunches with their lobbyist friends while getting paid by the taxpayers. But that's only one reason why this kind of bill, in every state and every iteration where it crops up, is wrong, mean and stupid.

    In the state of Florida, where Governor Rick Scott sold his state on testing all those lazy, shiftless welfare applicants, it turned out that the percentage of  applicants found to be using illegal drugs was actually slightly lower than in the general population. (Imagine that- poor people who aren't poor because they're spending all their money on drugs!!) And of course, with a 97% negative result, that left the state of Florida on the hook to pay for all those drug tests. Which means that all this violated privacy, unreasonable suspicion and guilty-until-proven-innocent stuff cost the taxpayers of the sunshine state more money, not less. And there's no reason to think that welfare recipients in Ohio are any more likely to be drug users than those in Florida.

     Ah, but if the taxpayers don't profit from these ridiculous Big Government shenanigans, someone does, whatever the results may be. That someone is the company that manufactures the drug testing kits. In the state of Florida, that meant the family of- wait for it- Governor Rick Scott. Wow. What an amazing coincidence!

    I haven't seen any suggestions that anyone in Ohio government would profit directly from enriching the drug-testing companies- though we might want to take a look at who has been having three-martini lunches with whom in the House of Representatives.  And, the Ohio bill at least went the extra step of stating that only applicants who are suspected of drug use must be tested. I doubt anyone has an issue with people being given drug tests when there is reasonable cause to think they might be using drugs, but again, the devil is in the details and in what constitutes "reasonable" suspicion.

   Ohio's drug testing bill was withdrawn a day after it was proposed, under howls of protest from a number of advocacy groups. Withdrawn, but not forgotten. Rest assured, it will be back.

   And you know how I know this? Because at the end of the day, this and other bills have nothing to do with saving the taxpayers money. If they did, they would not, time and again, be proposed by the same politicians who are so hell-bent on costing the taxpayers more money by giving huge corporate welfare to their lobbyist's bosses. If their sponsors cared about saving money, they would look at what has happened in other states and realize that the best way to save the state money on welfare and unemployment is to create new jobs!!
      No, these are bills of ideology, not fiscal responsibility.

    After all, these bills are proposed by legislators who fight every jobs bill, who want to bust unions and throw teachers and government employees out of work… and then scream because the president hasn't created enough new jobs. They are pushed through state houses despite their dubious constitutionality and proven track record of costing more money by the same people who want to defund Planned Parenthood and deny low income women access to prenatal care…. and then claim to be pro-life. The ones who want to deny kids truthful sex education and deny women access to birth control… and then lament that there are so many babies born out of wedlock.

   It's not about money. It's not about people. It's about political ideology, about making your bones in the "fiscal conservative" club as a "pro-life family values guy" and a "trim the fat" Republican. And if the actual effect of your legislation is the complete opposite of what you claim to be trying to accomplish with it… just shout really loudly about something else and hope nobody notices. Chances are, they'll be watching the season finale of "Survivor", and won't.

Religious Freedom

    I don't think that term means what you think it means.

    What Religious freedom does mean is that the Amish get to drive around in buggies if they want to. It means that the Mormon's get to wear their special underwear, Orthodox Jews get to wear their yarmulkas and believe that God will get angry if they turn on the stove after sundown on the Sabbath. Religious freedom means that the Duggars get to have as many kids as that poor woman's body can crank out and Catholics get to believe that unbaptized stillborn babies are condemned by God for the sins of humanity to some limbo existence.
     Whatever. Believe what makes you happy… or makes you feel superior, if that's what makes you happy.
     That's your right.

    But if 'Religious Freedom" meant what the Catholic League, Bryan Fisher, Tony Perkins, the American Family Association, Rick Santorum and all their  friends and followers insist it means–  then we would all be driving around in buggies. Or wearing magic underwear.

   You and your church are free to believe that blacks are inferior and should not be allowed to marry white people. That's allowed in America, and there are still (far too many) people out there who feel this way. No one can ever pass a law to say that they cannot believe this, or that their church must ever allow a mixed race marriage to happen under it's roof.
     But imagine if a presidential candidate was touring the country shouting that allowing black and white couples to get married in any courthouse anywhere violated his religious freedom.
    Imagine he announced that the first thing he would do as president would be to un-marry  all the mixed race couples in this nation because traditionally, marriage was between two people of the same race. Or two people of the same religion. Suppose he said he would burn the marriage licenses of any couples where the parties practiced different religions… in order to protect the sanctity of marriage and strengthen families, of course.

    You'd say he was nuts!  You'd say his religious freedom ends at the tip of his own darn nose, which he should keep out of your religion. And you'd tell those Amish they could have your iPhone when they pried it out of your cold, dead fingers.

     Being told "You don't get to decide how the rest of us live our lives' is not the same thing as being told "You don't get to practice your religion'. For the Catholic Bishops and members of the far right to pretend that it is the same is ridiculous, demonstrates a breath-taking sense of entitlement, and is contrary to everything democracy means. Yet the  Republican party is by and large, backing them up, and the media is letting them get away with it.

     Now we have a televangalist from California telling his gullible, desperately seeking martyrdom followers that allowing other people to make their own choices in matters that do not impact the lives of any members of his church at all will mean the total destruction of religious liberty. He says it will end parental rights, will force pastors out of existence and may even "cost us our lives."

    Yes, he wants you to believe in the spectre of pogrammes of gay married couples on pink horses, riding through town burning churches and gunning down straight parents with their gay death ray. All because 2 consenting adults who love each other are allowed to get married.

   You know what really would  force pastors like him out of existence? If we treated "religious freedom" as if it meant what he claims it does. If the Amish had the same "religious liberty" to dictate his life choices that he demands over women and homosexuals,  this horrible man would not even  be on TV, getting  wealthy from preaching bible-based hate. Because the religious freedom of the Amish would mean that if  they don't believe in electricity, none of us get to have it.

Yep.
Pull. The. Plug. That sounds pretty good right now.

My life is out of control.

   Maybe not "meth addict driving backward on the freeway" out of control, but things just keep slipping away from me.
    I go to bed thinking It's ok, I'll get all that done tomorrow  and then tomorrow eludes me, like a wet, naked squealing toddler on a cookie high, leaving me running in circles.I wake up and realize-
It's Thursday already!
It's autumn already?
I'm 50 already!!
What the hell have I been doing all week/summer/life?

My life is out of control.
   My dog is 3 years old and he still digs in the yard, eats socks and goes absolutely apeshit when he sees that ceramic cat in the neighbor's yard. My husband says that I don't use the right voice with him, but I have used all the voices I've got.

My life is out of control.
    The weeds are taking over, and believe me, the ones in my head are just as difficult to uproot as the nettles and dandelions that spring up where tomatoes are supposed to be.
    And I never should have planted that tree so close to the house. Every year I look at it and say "Yeah, I"d better cut it down now, while it's still small enough to handle…" but it shades the porch so nicely… and oops- it's not small any more.
    Sometimes at night I lie awake and swear I can hear it growing, roots pressing against the foundation, seeking a way inside, waiting to strangle us in our sleep. I"m pretty sure the sole option left at this point is to sell the house fast to someone who doesn't realize that the only thing that is in control around here is that tree.
    Or pray for a convenient tornado.
    Except I haven't really prayed in over a year… unless all those muttered Oh shit's and Please don't let me screw this up's count… but I don't think they do count, because I'm still completely out of control.

    I never instituted a family game night. I meant to- on TV all the really good parents have Family Game night. And I never even forced my kids to play soccer! I know, right?! Everyone knows that kids are supposed to play soccer! Years from now my children will tell their therapists about this, and they will cluck their tongues in sympathy and increase their visits to twice a week.

My life is out of control.
    The Check Engine light has been on for over a year and I"m missing 2 hubcaps with no idea when or how I lost them.
    My coupons are all expired, lists largely unfollowed. I have a box full of brishes but never learned to paint, bought yarn but still can't crochet, because I just can't seem to find the time, or the willpower to do what it would take.
    I am a walking bundle of neuroses wrapped in the very best of intentions… which is a direct road to hell, so I hear.

Just completely out of control.
    Sometimes I have these intense dreams that seem like messages from the universe telling me what I should do with my life… and I always end up doing the exact opposite, because I hate anyone telling me what to do, even the universe!
    When I was 13 I realized that I was already too old to be a child prodigy at anything, which was really demotivating. Maybe that's when it all started to slip out of control.
    It gets to the point that every time the telephone rings I expect disaster: peer at the Caller ID and expect it to read "Traffic Accident" or "Unemployment" or "Broken Heart" instead of just "Out of Area". So many people who are so much more in control than i am get caught in such serious shit-storms that I just don't trust my own dry feet. So I watch the clouds suspiciously, even on sunny days, expect a good soaking any minute because my umbrella is always at home.

    They say that the longer the big fault lines go without a major quake, the more stress accumulates and the bigger will be the one that finally hits. I feel that the more days that slip by in dull, functional normalcy, the worse the disaster that's waiting for me…
…and I know it's waiting, because of course I have no emergency kit of bottled water, energy bars and duct tape, either in my basement or in my head! Surely the windmills of the Gods are grinding up a heap of trouble for the contented and the commonplace.

    I know that I'm skidding through life on black ice, and sometimes it's an amazing ride but I can't even enjoy it; see, I never got around to learning how to steer into a skid. So I slip and slide and spin through life,
    completely out of control.