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This was written in response to a blog from a friend who voted for Obama and is now calling for America to not be a nation of blue or red states, but a nation of purple states.  I have added some extra thoughts at the end of it as well.

I agree that it is just a fact that we have a new president and need to deal with it. It just is easier said than done. I’ve spent most of the day thinking this over, and yes, I do respect the office of President, so yes, I will, to the best of my ability, try to respect the man who holds the office. He is, after all, my president now. He deserves my support (particularly when our country is dealing with any enemies that might want to bring us harm) and my prayers, and this is what he will receive.

But when I disagree with the man, which is sure to be often, I will be loud, and I will be vocal. There is nothing fair about people receiving aid from forced taxation on a particular segment of the population, regardless of how much money they make. In this country, we are promised life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. The “pursuit” of happiness. Not guaranteed happiness. We are free to pursue, to chase after, success and well-being and financial peace, but none of that is promised to us. Maybe many people believe it should be, and that is why we are seeing a trend towards socialism and Marxism, but I still believe in a free, capitalistic, democratic republic. That is how our country was founded, and that, I believe, is how our country should remain. Karl Marx said, “Democracy is the road to socialism,” and it makes perfect sense to me that it will go that way, but I will disagree with it until the day I die. And I hope that people will continue to fight against it. Obama’s tax cuts may benefit me and others like me, but I am not poor, and I certainly do not deserve any money from others just because they make more than I do. You don’t either, and neither does anyone else who will be on the receiving end of the redistribution of wealth that is sure to come. I am never going to feel differently about this.

I also will never feel differently about the fact that abortion is murder and that by passing the Freedom of Choice Act (if Obama keeps his promise to Planned Parenthood), Obama will undo one of the very best things President Bush did during his time in office (with the partial-birth abortion ban). It saddens me beyond belief to think that we are just one or two Supreme Court justices away from being able to do something about Roe v. Wade and will maybe have that chance taken away if any conservative justices die or retire during Obama’s term, but it saddens me to a much greater extent to know that we live in a country that will not, as a whole, come together to protect the most helpless and most vulnerable beings among us. Maybe that is because many (or most?) people do not view the unborn as living human beings, but as it is my belief that life begins at conception, I hope you can understand my point of view on this. Each year, many more Americans are killed through abortion than through starvation due to not being able to afford food. People may be in hard times, and I do believe we should help them (Jesus commanded this), but I believe preserving life, as that was one of the things promised to us in the beginning of this country (as it is a gift from our Creator), should take precedence over any other issue or effort.

I hope, to some extent we can again become purple states. I really do. But it is a little hard to hear that right now from someone who wanted Obama to win so badly … particularly since pretty much everyone who wanted Obama to win so badly could not bring themselves to help us be purple states prior to this. The “come together” message, if meant, should have been something people were urging because they feel it is the right thing to do, regardless of who is in office … not because their party has finally taken control of the country.

If unity is to occur, I think, at this point, the initiative is going to have to come from the conservatives of this country. Any calls for unity from those who have done nothing but deride and lambaste our President for the last eight years is going to sound like nails on a chalkboard to conservatives for now. I have not always agreed with the man, and he has not been nearly as conservative as I would have liked him to be (regarding size of government and government staying out of our affairs), but Bush was OUR President too, whether we always agreed with him or not. And, regardless of what the majority believes, he has done a lot of good things for our nation as well.  Please understand that unity may not come quickly or as fully as you would like, but that I, for one, will try to do this. We are all Americans … just like we were all Americans right after September 11th. I wish we could have stayed that way then, but maybe, somehow, we can find that kind of unity again (though that’s not to say we will necessarily ever be accepting of ideas with which we don’t agree). In addition to praying for President-Elect Obama, this is also something for which I will be praying.

And I will also be praying for our nation to turn to God again.  Unity at the expense of righteousness will never succeed.  And please understand that I do not mean that our country has instantly turned away from God BECAUSE we elected Obama.  But I do believe that for many years now—decades, even—our country has been turning further and further from God, even as more and more people claim to be Christians.  And I think, as a nation, we’ve been collectively seeing the effect of God withdrawing His hand from us.  This is the pattern seen all throughtout the Bible.  As the nation of Israel turned away from God, He withdrew His blessings from them and even let them suffer.  When they turned to God, His blessings returned.  That is not to say we can manipulate God’s blessings, but it is to say that He blesses those whom He chooses to bless, and the Bible makes it pretty clear that, in most cases, He blesses those who seek Him and follow His ways.  This is all kind of an aside note because I do not believe God supports Republicans or Democrats or Libertarians or any other party, but I do believe that God cares about our direction as a nation, particularly since we still flippantly refer to ourselves as a “nation under God.”  Under God’s omniscient eye, yes.  But under God’s blessing for our nation, as a whole?  I don’t think we’ve completely lost it, but I think we’re headed that way.

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Rock Band

I want to take a moment to brag.  I pulled out Rock Band last night for the first time in more than a month, and, somehow, I was better than I’ve ever been.

My sister was over, and we decided to continue our world tour as The Personal Space Invaders.  She played guitar (as usual), and I played drums (also, as usual).  She is really good on the fake guitar and can play pretty much every song on Hard or Expert.  Typically, I have been able to play the drums for pretty much any song on Medium, but I also have been able to play a number of songs on Hard (only one or two on Expert).

Well, last night, I decided to play all but one song on Hard.  Normally, this would mean that our band would fail a couple of songs due to the fact that I was not able to keep from failing my part more than twice.  Last night, however, we, as a band, did not fail ANY songs.  I did have to get rescued a time or two, but somehow, I played those fake drums better than I’ve ever played them before.  I actually felt like I knew what I was doing.  For a brief moment, I felt like I must know what those Japanese kids who breakdance their way through Dane, Dance Revolution must feel like (seriously, have you ever seen some of those kids work that game???).

For most of the songs, miraculously, I didn’t have to get rescued at all.  This makes me really want to get the really expensive drums accessory for Rock Band 2.  It costs about $300, but it can actually function as an electronic drum kit when not being used with the game.  That would be sweet … if only I could get together the money.

Anyone want to sponsor me?

Vic Firth?  Zildjian?  Pearl?

I’ll be waiting by the phone for your call.  I know it’s only a matter of time.

The abortion issue is given special attention every election year, and this election year is no exception.  The battle between those who feel abortion is the killing of a child in the womb and those who feel abortion is just the removal of nonviable tissue seems like it will go on forever.  Each side seems immovably convinced of their positions on this issue.  That said, Obama has shown an incredible amount of audacity in his stubborn refusal to acknowledge that beings removed from the womb during a failed abortion, beings that are breathing and moving, are worthy of any effort to save them.  He believes it is still the prerogative of the abortionist to kill this living and moving being if he/she sees fit to do so.

Here are the facts we learn in an article titled Obama Campaign Ad Targets Abortion Survivor on www.cnsnews.com:

While Obama was in the Illinois State Senate, bills introduced in 2001, 2002 and 2003 were designed to ensure that newborns who survived abortions would be treated as a “person” with a right to the same equal protection of the law as any other person under the 14th Amendment.

When the bill came up in 2001, Obama voted “present,” which in the Illinois Senate had the same effect as a “no” vote.

In 2002, when the bill came up again, Obama voted “no.”

That same year, a similar bill became federal law when, at the insistence of Democrats, language was added to protect Roe v. Wade from any impact of the law.  It passed the U.S. Senate by unanimous consent.

In 2003, as reported in January by CNSNews.com Editor-in-Chief Terence Jeffrey, the Illinois version of the Born Alive Infant Act, along with a Roe-v-Wade shield amendment identical to the language added to the federal version of the bill, was assigned to the Illinois Senate Health and Human Services Committee, which Obama then chaired.

Obama’s committee first approved the amendment, making the Illinois bill virtually identical to the federal law, and then voted 4-6 on party lines against passing the bill as amended.  Obama voted “no.”

Obama nonetheless has said he would have supported the federal law because it protected Roe v. Wade.

He would have supported the federal law because it protected Roe v. Wade?  How can he even pretend like this is true?  As was quoted from the article, he was on the committee in the Illinois Senate that added language to the Illinois proposal identical to the language of the federal law!  The bill was identical after his committee approved it, and he STILL voted against it!  His statement doesn’t make any sense whatsoever!

The Obama campaign has released an ad saying that his votes were taken out of context and that he has always supported medical care to protect infants.

First of all, as Gianna Jesson (a 31-year-old survivor of an abortion attempt and the focus of his ad) so poignantly puts it, “I don’t know how you can take a vote out of context. It’s a vote.”  The reason she is the focus of the ad from the Obama campaign is because she released a statement on the website www.bornalivetruth.org saying that if Obama had had his way, she wouldn’t be here.  The Obama campaign denounced this statement as “a despicable lie,” but given Obama’s record, I don’t think he has given himself a very solid foundation to stand upon.

Maybe Obama wants us to believe that the vote was taken out of context due to the fact that perhaps he doesn’t recognize the unwanted being pulled from the mother’s womb as an infant (since he does, after all, support medical care to protect infants).  When does this lump of tissue (as some people see it) become a living, breathing human being?  Well, apparently, breathing isn’t enough, nor movement of limbs, nor thumb-sucking, nor functioning organs, nor DNA that is completely separate from the mother’s own DNA.  Its DNA is completely unique from the mother’s DNA; how can it just be an extension of the mother’s body as so many pro-choice advocates claim to believe?

But this question of when a “nonviable fetus” becomes a living child is exactly the main concern Obama seems to have.  In 2001, when speaking on the floor of the Illinois Senate regarding the Illinois version of the Born Alive Infant Act, Obama said this:

Number one, whenever we define a pre-viable fetus as a person that is protected by the Equal Protection clause or the other elements in the Constitution, what we’re really saying is, in fact, that they are persons that are entitled to the kinds of protections that would be provided to a–a child, a nine-month-old child that was delivered to term. That determination then, essentially, if it was accepted by a court, would forbid abortions to take place.

He seems so much more concerned with a woman’s right to do whatever she chooses with her body (in this case, having an abortion) than he is with whether or not we are accurately determining if the being which is being aborted is, in fact, a person.  This is just sick and wrong.  To further lay out his concerns, Obama said this on April 4, 2002:

As I understand it, this puts the burden on the attending physician who has determined, since they were performing this procedure, that, in fact, this is a nonviable fetus; that if that fetus, or child — however way you want to describe it — is now outside the mother’s womb and the doctor continues to think that it’s nonviable but there’s, let’s say, movement or some indication that, in fact, they’re not just coming out limp and dead, that, in fact, they would then have to call a second physician to monitor and check off and make sure that this is not a live child that could be saved.

Does it get any colder or more callous than that?  Let’s not put any burden on the attending physician to determine whether or not this baby (what else can you call it when it has exited the womb and is moving and breathing on its own?) can live.  Whatever happened to the Hippocratic Oath?  In the classic version of the Hippocratic Oath, there is a section that says:

I will neither give a deadly drug to anybody who asked for it, nor will I make a suggestion to this effect. Similarly I will not give to a woman an abortive remedy. In purity and holiness I will guard my life and my art.

I think any doctors that have decided they can practice as abortionists have traded the Hippocratic Oath for the Hypocritical Oath and should have their licenses taken away.

Jesson said that those in favor of allowing abortions have ignored “technological advances that offer more evidence about human development in the womb.” The CNS news article continues:

“Abortion proponents seem to ignore medical science,” she said. “How can you have in-utero surgery going on in one wing of the hospital and abortion in another wing?”

Jessen added that protecting babies who survive abortion goes beyond the abortion debate. “We are not talking about children inside the womb, we are talking about living, breathing children outside of the womb,” she said.

Think about in-utero surgery for a moment.  This is an operation in which the uterus is cut open and a surgical procedure is performed upon the fetus.  Why must the doctor be so careful if the fetus isn’t alive?  If the fetus isn’t alive, then it can’t die, right?  If the fetus isn’t alive, then why does the doctor monitor its heartbeat and other vital signs?  Does it not mean that fetus died if its heart stops beating?  These are all very serious questions that demand very serious answers.  But one should not have difficulty in determining the answers, and I think anyone who denies that a fetus (that is, baby) is alive, is deliberately lying to himself and to everyone else.  Denial can lead us to believe a lot of things, but it cannot alter absolute truth.

This is why doctors must be so careful when performing in-utero surgery.

I think most pro-choice advocates really do not say what they believe.  I think one cannot honestly believe that abortion does not end a life and is, therefore, murder.  I think one can convince himself or herself that it is ok, but I do not think one can actually deny that, during an abortion procedure, a life exists one moment and then is gone the next.  Prominent feminist Camille Paglia said in a Salon.com editorial:

Hence I have always frankly admitted that abortion is murder, the extermination of the powerless by the powerful. Liberals for the most part have shrunk from facing the ethical consequences of their embrace of abortion, which results in the annihilation of concrete individuals and not just clumps of insensate tissue. The state in my view has no authority whatever to intervene in the biological processes of any woman’s body, which nature has implanted there before birth and hence before that woman’s entrance into society and citizenship.

On the other hand, I support the death penalty for atrocious crimes (such as rape-murder or the murder of children). I have never understood the standard Democratic combo of support for abortion and yet opposition to the death penalty. Surely it is the guilty rather than the innocent who deserve execution?

This is the belief over which I believe all pro-choice advocates must truly be in denial.  That is, perhaps, the most cold-hearted statement I have ever read.  She fully admits that abortion is murder, but she believes a woman’s right to choose an abortion gives her the right to commit that murder.  There is no other way to say it.  Having an abortion makes you a murderer.  Performing an abortion makes you a murderer.

And voting multiple times against a measure which would have provided protection to children who happened to survive initial abortion attempts (let alone voting to keep abortion legal at all) makes you a willing accomplice to every murder which that bill you helped strike down could have prevented, Senator Obama.

No, this isn’t a post about Rice Krispies.

Yesterday, in an effort to relieve the pain I was experiencing in my neck, back, and shoulder, I finally relented and decided to take a trip to see a chiropractor.  I went to see Dr. Ben Sweeney at 180 Chiropractic & Wellness because he had come into my workplace to offer free massages during the workday to everyone who works there.  In addition to that, a number of people I know from work had started going to him for adjustments, and they recommended him to me.  So with much trepidation, I went.

You have to understand … I had always said I would never go to a chiropractor.  The idea of someone grabbing of my head and then whipping it around so that it makes a loud popping sound has always freaked me out.  I’ve seen it done on people, and it makes me cringe every time.  Not to mention, I’ve always had the likely irrational fear of a chiropractor accidentally going a little too far and snapping my neck.  I know, I know.  I’ve probably seen way too many movies.

Upon my arrival, the receptionist had me fill out some obligatory paperwork, and then she gave me a quick tour of the place.  After passing by the offices of the doctors, she showed me a room with about four or five automated massage beds and said that that was where I would probably be taken first.  At that point, I was thinking that maybe it wasn’t going to be so bad after all.  She then showed me the adjustment rooms, the x-ray room, and the physical therapy section of the building.  After this, I was led to Dr. Sweeney’s office and offered a bottle of water.  Not bad so far.  After a bit, Dr. Sweeney came in and talked to me about what was going on with my neck, back, and shoulder.  He was very professional, taking notes the entire time, and this calmed me down a bit too.  I won’t lie.  I guess I’ve never really thought of chiropractors as real doctors.  They aren’t medical doctors, but they are still doctors of chiropractic.

Next, Dr. Sweeney led me to the x-ray room and first did a series of tests.  I was a bit bummed because I was expecting to go to that massage room first.  He tested the range of motion in my neck, taking note of where and when I was feeling pain.  Then, he did a hand strength test, having me grip this device and squeeze as hard as I could.  I was told that the dominant hand is typically about 5 to 10 pounds stronger than the non-dominant hand.  I am right-handed, but my left hand was about 7 pounds stronger than my right hand.  Not good.  He said that this probably indicated some kind of a nerve issue with the pain I was experiencing in my right shoulder and on the right side of my neck and back.  Then he took x-rays and told me to come back later in the afternoon.

When I returned in the afternoon, he spoke with me about the results of my x-rays, showing me how my neck isn’t at all curved like it should be.  He also showed me a place in the middle part of my back where my spine was a bit misaligned.  He said the good news was that this all looked to be very correctable.  He said he wanted to set me up for a series of eighteen visits, presuming that this is what it would take to fix me.  I agreed.  Then he led me into the massage room and set me up on one of those automated massage beds.  Yes!  The weirdest part was when he attached these two little electrodes, one on either side of my neck, that delivered little electric shocks to my muscles.  That was an odd feeling, but not painful.  The massage bed was nice, but the rolling bar going up and down my back was really pushing my body around a lot.  It was a weird experience.  After ten minutes of that, I was led into the adjustment room.

And here is where I started to get a little nervous again, though not as much as I expected.  He assured me that there was no chance of injury from the adjustments and told me to relax.  First, he had me lie down face first on the table while he pushed on various places on my back, testing for pain or tenderness.  After that, he told me to flip over.  And here is where he took my head in his hands and turned it slowly to the right.  After telling me to relax, he gave it a little nudge, and I heard three or four very loud pops.  That was kind of freaky, but I felt no pain from it, so that was good.  He then repeated the procedure with my head turned to the left.  Again, no pain.  Then, he told me to lie with my arms across me as if I was giving myself a big hug.  He turned me on my side a bit and told me to take a deep breath.  When I did, he pushed down on my left arm, and my back popped.  And that one hurt a bit.  But he said he expected that one to hurt a bit.  And I THINK I believe him.  Haha.  No, no.  I do believe him.

Well, anyway, when all was said and done, I still had the pain in my neck, back, and shoulder, but Dr. Sweeney didn’t seem to concerned with this.  For some reason, I had originally thought one adjustment was just going to take the pain away, but when we were talking in his office, he had told me that it could take seven or eight visits before the pain was gone.  So I wasn’t too dismayed.

A day later, I think I am feeling a bit better.  The range of motion in my neck is slightly better.  One thing I found a little weird is that my neck hurts a bit when I turn it all the way to the left now.  That wasn’t happening before the adjustment, but after talking to some other people who have been getting this done for awhile, I guess your body tries to compensate somehow and balance out the pain when you are getting adjusted like this.  I’ve got eighteen visits to go.  I’m not excited about the cost of all of this (though hoping that insurance will cover all or most of it), but I am kind of excited about the prospect of being properly aligned for the first time in who knows how long.  I’m wondering if I will feel significantly different (hopefully better).

I guess only time will tell.  I’ll keep you updated.

I have been in an extreme amount of pain today.  It isn’t quite as bad as it was last night and when I woke up this morning, but it is still bad.  Somehow, I began experiencing a shooting pain throughout the right side of my neck, my upper back, and my right shoulder, and it hasn’t gone away.  And to make matters worse, when I move my head a certain way, it REALLY hurts.

I missed work today, and I am bummed about that because I can’t really afford to lose the money, but I couldn’t even sit up in bed this morning.  Every time I tried, this excruciating wave of pain just shot through me.  I was going to go to the doctor, but not being able to turn my head very much seems to me like it might have made driving a little dangerous, so I didn’t end up going.  Anyway, since just moving at all hurts so much, I figured that trying to sit at my desk all day, hunched over my work, probably would only exacerbate the situation.

Hopefully, I’ll be feeling a bit better in the morning.

Today, while at the Tennessee State Fair, I was reminded of two things which bother me, though in totally different ways, mind you.

At the Krystal burger eating competition (officially called “The Krystal Square-Off”), there was a group of men—some large, some not so large—and a very petite woman, weighing only 105 pounds, named Juliette.  There was one other woman as well, but I believe she was a last minute addition.  Also, she wasn’t very competitive and doesn’t really factor into this story at all.

So, after a very long buildup to the actual competition itself, with long introductions of all of the competitors, the competition got under way.  I was ready to cheer on Juliette, as she definitely seemed like an underdog.  Once she started into her Krystals, however, she ravenously consumed them, much like I imagine Mama Cass went after that very last ham sandwich.  Only, what?  Wait a second.  I think Mama Cass probably got the whole ham sandwich in her mouth, but what in the wide world of competitive eating is Juliette doing!?!?  This may sound like an overstatement, but I am not kidding when I say that I have never witnessed a nastier display of gluttony in all my life.  Most of the competitors on the stage were actually eating their Kystals.  Juliette, on the other hand, seemed to be smashing and smearing what looked like Krystal slop all over her face.  Once her mouth was full, she just kept smacking herself in the face with it … only, with no other place to go, it just covered her face, her shirt, and the table in front of her.  She would then scoop up big handfuls of slop and try to cram it into her mouth, to no avail.  But somehow, when the 8-minute competition had ended (AND she was witnessed by everyone in the audience still trying to pack more into her mouth for a solid 30 to 40 seconds after the buzzer sounded), it was ruled that she was in a three-way tie with two of the other eaters and that they would have to have an eat-off (or, officially, a “Krystal Square-Off-Off”).

The people in the audience (myself included) were very dismayed by this news.  The two others included in this three-way tie obviously deserved a chance to compete against one another in this sudden death phase of the contest (I don’t think it would be a surprise to many people if eating more than 50 Krystals in 8 minutes led to sudden death), but Juliette did not deserve to be there.  And to make matters worse, even though the judges announced that the competitors would have to “cleanly” eat the 10 Krystals placed before them in the square-off-off (with the winner being the competitor who could scarf them down the quickest), Juliette stuck to the method she used in the regulation phase of the competition.  She slopped the stuff EVERYWHERE!  The audience was getting rowdy and booing her, but somehow, when it was all over, the judges actually announced her as the winner.  I was mad.  The audience was mad.  The other two competitors were mad.  Cheating really bothers me.  In my opinion, Eric “Badlands” Booker should have won the competition.  For more on this subject, feel free to view this link.

While I’m on the subject of cheaters, while waiting in line for the Tilt-A-Whirl ride, when I had almost reached the front of the line, these two little children jumped in front of me and the person standing with me in line.  Their mother walked up near to them and pushed a third child into the line with them.  I said to her, “There is a line, you know.”  And there was a considerable line at this point.  She just smiled and in very broken English replied, “Yes, yes, I know.  It’s ok.”  What!?  The person with me in line said, “No, it’s not ok.”  But the lady just kept smiling and walked away, leaving her children in line.  I was incensed!  Maybe I shouldn’t have let it get to me like it did, but I REALLY dislike cheating … especially when the cheater doesn’t even care when he/she is caught in the act.  This was not just a cultural misunderstanding.  I don’t have anything against people from other countries in general, but I do have a thing against cheaters.  She knew exactly what she was doing when she pushed her three children into that line in front of us.  Maybe instead of just fuming, I could have told the guy running the ride that they didn’t deserve to get on the ride due to the fact that they had skipped almost every person in it, but I didn’t.  I didn’t want to be the jerk that tattled on three children (probably all younger than 7 years old), but I wish the mother could have experienced some kind of a consequence for her total disregard for fairness and queue etiquette.

So, yeah, going back to the original topic of this blog, cheaters really bother me.

The second, truly bothersome thing (and really this might more of a fear than a bother) of which I was reminded today?

Carnies.

I learned something new about myself today while I was at the Tennessee State Fair.  In my old age, I have developed the unfortunate ability to experience motion sickness.  This was not something I ever experienced as a child.  Back then, I could go on any ride, no matter how fast it spun or in how many different directions it allowed me to travel all at once.  I loved those rides, and I could go on them time after time after time with no adverse effects.

No longer.

Today, I felt very sick to my stomach after certain rides.  And I’m pretty sure watching “Juliette” win the Krystal burger eating competition didn’t help ease my queasiness.  More about Juliette in my next post.

Anyway, I now realize there is a crossable line in regard to how many spinning rides I can take in a relatively short span of time.  I also today thought back to when I was a child and used to go to amusement parks with my parents.  They enjoyed some rides, but they always seemed a bit more interested in the attractions and shows.  Attractions and shows … schmattractions and shows.  Gimme rides, rides, rides!  Higher, faster, longer!  Again, no longer.  As I sat on a bench at the fair, regretting the fact that I’d just gone on the Spider ride after having conquered the Tilt-A-Whirl and a few others, I found myself longing for some simple attractions and shows.  Like the Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark stunt show at MGM studios (that really was a great show … may it rest in peace).  Or the Back to the Future 3-D show (again, R.I.P.).  Or Captain E.O. (ok, so all of the attractions I am currently remembering are no longer available).  This, too, reminds me of my age and how some of the things I loved as a child are no longer things that can bring me love and fulfillment as an adult.

I’m going to be 31 in November, so I’ll probably have a few more things to add to that list soon, but at least I still have my memories.  And the memories can help me relive the fun times … sans queasiness.

Of course, when next year rolls around, and the carnies roll back into Nashville for another state fair, I’m sure I’ll end up hopping right back on some of those very same rides again anyway, hoping that maybe things will be different and my stomach will be better girded against the nausea that struck me this year.

Based on this behavior, I believe Albert Einstein would consider me, to some degree, insane.

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