I have intense feelings and I don’t have any choice but to share them. That’s just the way I’m wired. I love powerfully. I hurt deeply. I experience joy with open exuberance.
I don’t hide my feelings well. If you’re paying any attention at all, you know where you stand with me, because I wear my heart on my sleeve.
But there are times — very rare times — when everything feels numb. When that happens, it means that some part of me — maybe a little part or maybe a big part — has finally died after an extended period of intense pain. It happens without warning, although it’s always predictable in retrospect.
I went numb today. It feels like walking in a driving rainstorm without an umbrella — and not caring what anybody else thinks.

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Collectivists think they’re doing us favors as they force herd to follow
Police won’t do their job, but they’ll ticket you for doing it for them
What kind of hypocrite gives advice but won’t practice what he preaches?
If you made bad partner choice, it’s up to you to make a change
In denial? Isn’t it time to accept that elections won’t change anything?
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Goodbye, William (1999-2015)
Ron Paul isn’t a racist, but the old newsletters need a credible response