I feel so much safer already.



The just stupid oppressive federal government is going to get kicked in the nuts one day and learn its lesson. Just because they don't like something doesn't give them the power to do jack or shit about it. The federal government is restricted in plain black-n-white language from regulating any drugs, hell any behavior of the citizens, not spelled out in the plain and clear language of the Constitution. F'ing silly me still thinks that words mean what they meant to say and not what 87 courts have twisted them across a couple of hundred years to mean. Shit as short as 90-years ago the federal government knew what it had to do to ban a drug so what happened? Did the Constitution change because my copy shows no changes ... or did the way the courts read the same words that had been there for 150-years prior change?

Only with drug control ... not with gun control.

Please keep that straight.

When I was young I was a republican. At age 9 or 10 I remember listening to Richard Nixon in his debate and liked the lies he was telling. I was a Republican up to the age of about 27 when after reading Rush Limbaugh's first book I realized I was a conservative. I was a conservative for a long time until about 5-10 years ago when I started down the path of Libertarian, their stance on drugs had kept me from becoming one and then I flipped on that issue too.

The Goldilocks syndrome is plain to see hear. Only the drugs I use but not the ones you use are the ones that the federal government, with absolutely no power to do so legally, should regulate to the point of destroying your life over.

I live in a town full of Mormons (great people BTY) who are not supposed to/do not drink coffee or caffeinated drinks, alcohol, or smoke. Compared to towns just ten miles away there are few coffee and cigarette shops and no bars. That's super as the marketplace is doing that, not the government. The Mormon church doesn't like caffeine, alcohol, or tobacco but hasn't used the boot of the government on my neck saying I can't enjoy a Coke. Like liberals who don't like black pistol gripped guns with detachable magazines actually passed laws forbidding them in clear, hit-me-over-the-head violation of "shall not be infringed", just like in some states you have to pay a tax to buy a shorter barrel than people like, to own or use a safety device that suppresses the amount of noise the firearm produces, or having a firearm that doesn't require you to twitch your finger each and every single time you want to shoot a bullet. How stupid huh?

When a free thinker gets their head out-of-their-ass and starts to actually think about what's going on around them ... stop and smell then jack booted roses ... they become enlightened to the state of the oppression of the federal government in "the land of the free". They clutch and hold tightly in their hands what few  freedoms that government hasn't taxed, regulated, controlled, or completely outlawed. Others with greed and envy wish that they had that one or two freedoms like they have over there. No. F' no. How about releasing the governments boots from our necks for awhile and seeing just what the F happens?

With great freedom comes great responsibility ... with great government control comes citizens without any common sense or cares. Bigger government means smaller citizens.

"Give me Liberty or give me Death" was one of the Founding Father's battle cries ... not any longer. "Give me free homes, food, education, phones, healthcare; and keep me from dangerous drugs, guns, and other things" is the cry of the socialist now.

Freedom, self responsibility, and liberty ...

It's better than the government helps us. Far far better.

The nature of addiction goes way beyond drugs.

I would say the addictions to food and sex cause tens of hundreds, if not thousands of times more damage to our society than Kratom (full disclosure I have never tried Kratom but I have eaten and had sex before).

So when the government says "fatties" (to use the term commonly used here in fat hate threads) need to be regulated ... mandatory weigh-ins, fines/taxes based on every pound you carry on you, restrictions/taxes on sugary drinks (NY and Seattle I'm looking at you), increased regulation on the content of foods ... where does it all end?

Sorry. I think it doesn't begin. The people need to put the government back in its place providing for a common defense and all that stuff that kept them busy for the first 150 years or so of this nation's history.

I suggest you walk a mile in the shoes of someone who suffers chronic pain.

Pain that wakes you up in the middle of the night screaming out loud in pain, tears pouring from your eyes, until you take yet another kidney, liver, and personality killing narcotic. Struggling for hours tossing and turning to find sleep. Raging uncontrollably against the people closest to you to the point where you lose all common sense, pushing everyone away except for those hold on to the memory of you pre-injury/pre-medication. Suffer pain so intense that you can't lay down, walk, sit, have sex, or drive to work without taking the prescribed poisons. Pain so intense that you stop hearing, tasting, smelling, or feeling anything else around you ... drugs so strong that you walk through life as a shell of your former self. The pain doesn't register but at some level another part of the brain knows it's there and you rage inside because of it.

Hell just writing about the way I felt for so many years has my blood pressure elevated and my nerves going causing my hands to tremble again.

If Kratom brings some joy into someone's life and ruins others who are you to claim the power to stop them?

F'ing quoting myself.

I had an accident aboard ship the morning of December 31, 1999 while on duty. I was running the duty section of the USS Abraham Lincoln as we were running our reactors to provide power back into the grid for critical loads should Y2K be real. One slip on the second step of the ladder running down the starboard side of MMR2 and I changed my life. On the way down the 25-30 feet of ladder the toes of my right foot caught one of the chain stanchions and pulled my toes back hyperextending the muscles deep inside my calf ... 1, 2, 3 and finally about 80% of the muscle tissues tore loose ending up in a large gumball size knot inside my calf and a lifetime of pain.

The Navy and later the VA gave me a prescription for little blue pills with 30 mg of relief in them. I was addicted to them for some six to eight years ... those who have been here long enough were here for those years.

No, not lecturing you on pain, lecturing you because you think you've got a qualified opinion in medical treatments.