that middle of nowhere attraction

The older I get, the more disgusted I seem to feel about our society. Look at the morons that we elect for presidents. Look at the laws that we make. Look at the laws that we endure (tax. tax. TAX!), when a clear majority of the population doesn't agree with them. Look at how we allow our choices to be dictated by THE MAN. Yep, I said it - THE MAN. I know it is cliche, but let's face it. THE MAN (or woMAN if Hillary makes her way into office) is stepping all over our liberties on a daily basis. Is our nation so full of imbeciles that we need our government to do all of the thinking and decision-making for us? And do we really want somebody like McCain (who doesn't have the best history of educational achievement), in a position where he gets to decide what is best for us? Geez.

It's all very sickening. And I'm not even your typical bleeding-heart liberal. I had a very conservative upbringing, and still retain some of the more common sense values. But I can also rally behind much of what the liberals are saying. I even empathize with the libertarian point of view that Ron Paul is pushing, but I fear that if it wasn't given enough consideration and careful planning, the "good ole boy" system will return to much of the south. But I see no light at the end of this tunnel.

All in all, it makes me want to turn into one of those survivalist types, and stake out on a few hundred acres of land (off the grid) with my family and a small arsenal to ward off the looters when the apocalypse comes. Am I *that* paranoid? Well...sometimes I guess I am. What's sad is that even an extreme action like this wouldn't protect us the evils of fascism. The government can decide at any moment to seize your land in one fell swoop, reimbursing you with what they feel it is worth. And so it seems that the isolationist approach is just a pipe-dream any longer.

To really escape the horror, one would have to give up all of his possessions. If they can't take anything from you, they can't control you. In other words, become a gypsy. Live your life on the road, constantly moving under the radar. But the money's got to come from somewhere...so you play "illegal" and get an under the table job for a few days here and there. As long as you can get a cell phone signal, you can grab a prepaid cellphone and keep in touch with friends and family while on the road, if you don't mind those calls being tracked.

So, yes, the results of this latest election do nothing to quell my fears of a revolution eventually happening in this country. We're getting the same types of silver-spoonfed corporate profiteering puppets for president as we have been getting for years, so how can they possibly change anything for the better? I am so disenchanted at this point, and I know I am not alone.