Here is a Washington Post article outlining a difference of opinion between Sotomayor and Gorsuch. In the post itself, they note that Sotomayor herself “noted that the courts have in the past regarded children as particularly susceptible to explicit and implicit pressure.”
One can’t help but wonder if this opinion is consistent when teachers are accused of grooming kids into being sexual deviants.
It’s very troubling to me that my entire existence is because my mother didn’t have access to abortion. While it’s a cruel question to ask “Would you rather have been aborted?” The answer, for me, is yes. First of all because if I’d been aborted, I wouldn’t know. I wouldn’t exist. But also, it’s very hard to reconcile your own existence when it comes at the cost of someone else’s human rights.
Then he goes on to take the typical leftist position that anything you say with which they disagree is literally violence:
Children like me grew up in an environment where we’re told we were spared from abortion. We were propagandized into thinking abortion is wrong. I believe that is a form of violence. I don’t pretend to know what the answer is for this generation of children who are going to be a product of forced birth, but in my opinion, adoption isn’t it.
But wait a minute. Something isn’t right here.
My birth certificate has the name of my adoptive parents on it, so I knew nothing about my biological parents until I was a teenager, when I opened a box of paperwork which included non-identifying information about them. The paperwork said I’d been born to a 16-year-old girl.
Then he goes on to say:
When my birth mother had me, she already had four children. It was a bit of a mind f***. My mom had four kids? Why did she give me up?
After meeting my sister, I learned the information I’d had about my parents for all those years wasn’t true. In reality, my biological mother was separating from my alcoholic father and didn’t want a fifth child with him. I would have been conceived sometime before Roe v. Wade, so legal, safe abortion was not available for my mother.
I smell bullshit. A 16 year old girl, pregnant with her fifth child was getting a divorce from her alcoholic husband, so put the fifth child up for adoption because Roe v. Wade hadn’t happened yet? When confronted on this timeline discrepancy, he claims that his adoption documents aren’t accurate.
With a name, a city of residence, and a date of birth, it isn’t hard to look up someone’s history. So I dug into his past and into his social media:
When he tells his story, he leaves out the part where he committed a felony and was placed in pre-trial diversion in a plea deal to avoid jail. He blames his addiction to drugs and alcohol for his crime.
He blames all of his problems with drugs and alcohol on the fact that he was adopted.
He claims that adoption is actually slavery, because “white women adopt minority children as a form of ownership” of other humans and they are actually racist.
His social media is a parade of leftist talking points: COVID vaccines, anti-landlord diatribes, climate change. Then it changed to adoption. Ever since, nearly non stop about his addictions and adoption.
His social media presence is only a year old.
IMO, he is a criminal bullshit artist, and not even a very good one.
There was a story I read when I was younger, a short story by Robert Louis Stevenson. The story is about a working class native of Hawaii, Keawe, who buys a strange bottle from a sad, elderly gentleman who credits the bottle with his wealth and fortune, and promises the imp in the bottle will also grant Keawe his every wish and desire.
Of course, there is a catch — the bottle must be sold at a loss, i.e. for less than its owner originally paid, or else it will simply return to him. The currency used in the transaction must also be in coin (not paper currency or check). The bottle may not be thrown or given away. If an owner of the bottle dies without having sold it in the prescribed manner, that person’s soul will burn for eternity in Hell.
The bottle was said to have been brought to Earth by the Devil and first purchased by Prester John for millions of dollars; it was owned by Napoleon and Captain James Cook but each sold it. At the time of the story the price has diminished to eighty dollars, and declines rapidly to a matter of pennies.
The problem here is that as the price approaches a penny, it will become harder and harder to sell the bottle, as the buyer will be in fear of being left holding the bag.
This tale reminds me of our current national debt. As our debt increases, the interest payments will balloon. They can only get so large before default is inevitable. At that point, anyone in possession of a US bond will be stuck with worthless paper. Because of this, the returns for these bonds will have to increase, so as to entice people in taking the risk of buying them, which will make the interest payments higher, thus making the end that much closer.
When you want more of something, all you have to do is subsidize it. This woman makes $42,000 a year in food stamps and welfare for her 12 kids. On top of that, she got more than $30,000 in COVID money.
She actually thinks she is saving us money, though:
“I Googled it and it’s about $25,000 for a child to go to public school every year [from K-12.] It’s actually cheaper [for society] if I keep mine home,” she added.
Now she is a grandmother, so now she has bred a third (at least) generation of welfare recipients.
Twitter rando wants firearm registration, annual license to own and carry, insurance, and universal BG checks. Says he is OK with national reciprocity of CCW as long as each state gets to determine where and how you can carry.
I said no way. Registration is only used to facilitate confiscation and states would simply make everywhere off limits to CCW. I’m not falling for that, because the gun control side doesn’t deal in good faith.
I don’t need national CCW. SCOTUS just did that for me. It’s coming.
This was his response:
So what do you propose that would lower gun violence in America? I’ve tried to meat in the middle but you only get to “I won’t”. If you don’t have a reasonable suggestion and aren’t looking for one, what is your point?
My answer:
We don’t punish people for laws they haven’t broken. Gun control isn’t the answer. That is my point. We don’t have a gun problem, we have a mental health and criminal gang problem.
“Meet in the middle” isn’t you take some of my rights now, and return later to take more. That isn’t compromise. With compromise, both sides get something. If you get what you want, what do gun owners get? What are you willing to give up?
Him:
The thing we would both “get” is the security of knowing we can go out without being shot. I’m not trying to get anything besides that? What do you think the end game is?
I replied:
Stats don’t lie. If you aren’t a gang banger, drug dealer, or planning suicide your odds of being shot are less than dying in a fall involving ice-skates, skis, roller-skates or a skateboard.
The end game? Gun controllers want all guns illegal. That merely grants power to the strong over the weak. I refuse to be at the mercy of others.
After SCOTUS declared Maryland’s AWB and magazine ban unconstitutional, the Marlyand AG has refused to comply.
Democrat Maryland Attorney General Brian Frosh was defiant: “Military-style firearms pose grave risks to public safety, as recent mass shootings in other states have made clear. Despite the Bruen ruling, the state’s law remains in effect. Marylanders have a right to be protected from these dangerous weapons.”’
Three of the four boxes have failed. The government is refusing to comply with its own laws. What else is left?
A shout out to RBG is warranted as well. It was her desire to have her replacement named by the first woman President that gave us the second big move.
Lastly, I want to thank the Democrats for being so sure that HRC would beat Trump, they decided to stick to the extremist pick on the theory that HRC was going to ram through a leftist candidate to replace Scalia and swing the court to the left.
Thanks for giving us our Second Amendment rights back. Thanks for putting a leash on FedGov power, and thanks for giving up abortion.
Because of the comments to the post about the doctor on the airplane, I wanted to do a follow up. So let’s first talk about what is in the medical kit on a commercial aircraft. The FAA requires an AED, and a medical kit that contains the following items:
My wife was on an aircraft flying from JFK to Heathrow where there was a death in flight. The flight attendants cleared out the back row of the plane and put the body on the seats, covering him with a blanket. That is where he stayed for the remainder of the flight.
I myself have been on two flights were there were medical issues. In both cases, the flight crew called for medical personnel. I wasn’t going to volunteer, but no one else did, so I raised my hand. The FA brought me a radio headset that was connected to the airline’s on call doctor, who consulted with me and we agreed upon a course of action.
The first was a moderate allergic reaction (urticaria, wheezes, pruritus) on a flight from Orlando to Boston. The passenger got himself 50mg of IV diphenhydramine and some inhaled albuterol. He was fine and slept the rest of the flight.
The second was on a flight from Las Vegas to Orlando. It was a guy who was having himself an anxiety attack. He was hyperventilating and complaining of shortness of breath, chest pain, along with numbness and tingling to his fingers and lips.
The reason for it was hilarious. He had gotten married to his fiancé (a white woman) while in Vegas. He was Puerto Rican, and was dreading his mother’s reaction when he told her that he had married a woman (who wasn’t Puerto Rican) that his mother hadn’t even met yet. If you know anything about Puerto Rican mothers, you would know that they are much like Italian mothers. He had every right to be afraid.
Anyway, I told the doctor that his vitals looked good and I felt like it was an anxiety attack. The doctor agreed. I traded seats with his wife for about half an hour and talked him down. Once he felt better, I went back to my seat. An hour later, his wife came and got me a second time. During that second visit, his wife told mine that I was a very patient and nice man.