It’s snowing again. March came in like a lamb and it’s going out like a lion.
I don’t often write about my children because I don’t want to invade their privacy, but I am so proud of them. I know there are many sayings about pride preceding a fall, and it being naughty (my word), and boasting is not the right thing to do, BUT, how else do you describe that feeling when your heart swells up in your chest and you just want to burst because of their accomplishments. If you take anything too far, or hurt others with it, then it’s bad, but I cannot help but think feeling this way is a good thing.
As you know, I tore down a wall in my house this last month. Here are my thoughts about building walls.
Good Reasons for building a wall:
1) It creates jobs
2) 20 years from now when they tear it down for being a stupid idea, it creates more jobs
Ridiculous Reasons for building a wall:
1) It keeps out all those illegal immigrants – oops – sorry but immigration from Mexico was net zero last year – more left than came in.
2) It will keep the drugs out – oops – who wants the drugs? who uses the drugs? Why is there a market for the drugs? AMERICANS want, use and created the market for the drugs. Maybe we should look at our end. If the market dries up, so does the traffic.
I don’t know the answer to all of the drug problem, but I do know building a wall is not the answer. I believe getting doctors to understand their responsibility to not write prescriptions for pain meds in a willy-nilly fashion will go a long way in preventing more people from falling down this horrific hole. (Did you know they often get perks from the drug companies for writing prescriptions?) I know this because my best friend’s daughter is dead from a heroin overdose following a surgery where she was prescribed pain meds and got addicted. She turned to heroin when she lost her job and couldn’t afford the “meds” any longer. Heroin kills. Plain and simple. If American’s want drugs, someone’s going to get us what we want, wall or not. Plain and simple.