It’s another strange day in paradise. It’s raining and California needs it. Hopefully it will blow over before next weekend and the Easyriders show hits Long Beach. This weekend ER is hosting the Sacramento show.
I’ve been thinking lately, which is a troubling notion. I wonder why I encounter anxiety from time to time? It dawned on me. It’s based on recent encounters with the man and unrelenting news reports. Think about it. If I make a repair to my building a government agent can kick me out of my home, because he doesn’t like it, or my neighbor snitched me off me. Due to terrorist threats and anti-gun factions a government agent could show up at my door and demand my guns.
Due to new CARB regs in California, soon the performance Harley market could be troubled and they could take our motorcycles away. And with Obamacare, we will be monitored constantly from a medical cost prospective and regulated—can’t take risks or eat too much sugar. And if you smoke, you may be sent far, far, away. The list goes on and on. I always ask, “Where’s the Freedom?” Read more here.
