The Right To Bare Arms and Other Body Parts

The Supreme Court Ruling yesterday seemed to uphold the 2nd amendment right for the people to bare arms, but I for one, think that this ruling did not go far enough. I have been baring my arms for years, and so have millions of others. I did not know that was even an issue before the Court! Don't we have many more important issues than the right of Americans to wear short sleeve or sleeveless shirts?

So, where do we as a society draw the line.? We have become a nation of crack addicts. Several days ago I was in the parking lot of Stein's in Osburn sipping a mocha when a young lady got out of her car parked next to mine. She evidently dropped something, and with one swooshing sound she bent over to retrieve the item. She was wearing some very loose fitting lounging pants with nothing on underneath them. Right before my virgin eyes there was the full moon staring me right in the face. This past Tuesday my wife and I were sitting down in the Gondola Village in front of the Wildcat Pizza sipping some cold drinks. Across the way a young man stood up, bent over, and there again, was the full moon. Now, I ask you, does the 2nd amendment give us the right to bare butts? I think this should go before "Your Honors", and let them sort that one out!

How about the right to bare navels? Recent trends seem to indicate that every teenage girl between the ages of thirteen and seventeen feels it is their constitutional right to bare theirs.
Now, I have nothing in particular against navels, as a matter of fact, here is a deeply kept secret, I have one, too. But it is getting a little tiring to see so many everyday. I have not seen so many navels since I visited the huge Navy base in Long Beach, California several years ago.

How about the right to bare legs? This has become a very accepted practice over the last fifty years, and I personally think it is a fine idea. As a matter of fact, I have on shorts even as I write this. Does the Court want to rule on this, too?

Where does all of this end? The right to bare breasts, groins? Looks to me like the Court is going to be busy for many years. But yesterday was indeed a victory for those of us who like to wear short sleeve shirts. Keep up the good work, Supreme Court.

I Am A Little Upset. Is Nothing Sacred Anymore?

Maybe I spend a little too much time trying to connect my past with who I am today. Since returning to my homeland in The Silver Valley, I have been playing "connect the dots" in order to facilitate my unending quest for the missing pieces. I have spent countless hours driving around Wallace to see what was and what is left. I drive by old buildings, my old home on Cedar Street, the site of where the hospital stood where I came into this world, and the site of my old grade school, junior high school, and high school. There is not much left except for the ghosts of days long gone.

I don't know any of the people who are on the street corners. I used to know everyone. I don't recognize the names of the businesses anymore. How can multiple generations of things just be gone? Who gave the new people the right to change things? I am sure that many of the people who live now in Wallace don't even know what mining was all about.

However, the real kicker came last Saturday when my wife and I were driving around Wallace and I saw I sign that made me screech the car to a halt and quickly drive around the block again.
My wife asked me what was wrong, and I replied tersely that I thought I had seen something, but I could not believe that it could be true, so I wanted to see it again.

But, there it was, a sandwich board on the sidewalk in front of the old Cornell-Ward Funeral Home that said "Parlor Antiques" This had to be some kind of sick joke. I didn't know for sure that the old funeral home was gone, although I had suspected it might be relegated to only part-time use. But the idea of turning on old funeral home into a tourist trap was beyond any sense of
respect for those lives that ended their earthly journey with a stop at the funeral home.

What a slap in the face to families who had said their farewells to dear family members at that place! What a slap in the face to those who had grieved there ! Have we degenerated so much that nothing is sacred anymore? I guess everything is for sale now days, even the memories of those who made this Valley what is was with blood, sweat, and tears, and then went to their final destination. "Parlor Antiques"?

Wallace is full of nothing but antiques stores now. I personally think that they are "junk stores" instead of antiques, but what do I know? So, we sell our past, and it is being sold by people who are new to Wallace. They know nothing of life in a mining town, and yet they want to capitalize on it's history. I will bet most of them have contempt for mining. After all, weren't miners just dirty, uneducated men who knew nothing but bars and cat houses?

My past is not for sale, and especially not in a degrading business called "Parlor Antiques"