My family and I live in a rural part of Missouri. We have five children and my wife and I both have to work outside the home. We are both 36 years old and I wouldn't even say we are middle class. We are working class. We love the Lord, we work hard, we love our kids, and are doing our darndest to teach them right. We have become stewards of our land that we work hard to pay for. We have our chickens, rabbits, ducks, pigs, and goats that help supplement us.
My point is, I have never been much of a complainer; but folks, I am getting tired. Tired of paying $3.87 at the pump for poor quality gasoline. Tired of Paying $250 for groceries that cost us $175 in December 2007. Tired of the high cost of medical insurance for my family, not to mention having to meet a "minimum" before insurance will kick in. Tired of seeing my tax dollars go oversees to provide relief to some unappreciative people, when U.S. Veterans are in need here, in OUR country. Tired of everything I pick up at the store having a "made in China, Korea, Thailand, or Mexico" sticker on it. Tired of politicians giving me a line of chicken poop about how they will fix our country. Sorry chicken poop is too good for them. I am tired of our country and our people not sticking up for itself and being so afraid of being sued. We are told that if we defend ourselves we will be sued. If we discipline our children, we will go to jail. Would someone please tell me what ever happened to RIGHT AND WRONG? We all know what right and wrong is. Somewhere deep down, remember when you were a kid and your parenst taught it to you or when you spent the summers with your grandparents. Now, those folks know right and wrong and I know that they tried to show it to us.
Now, there are municipalities or community groups who tell good people that they cannot have a few chickens or tomato plants. If someone chooses to supplement their groceries or make a couple of dollars a week selling eggs, whose business is it? So a rooster crows at daylight. You should not have been out drinking all night. So the poop don't smell that great. I don't like listening to your car stereo or listen to you fight with your wife. WHAT HAVE WE COME TO? If anyone reading this serves on such a board or decision making committee, you should be ashamed of yourself. There are far greater battles to be fought than people and their chickens. I believe in the motto of "to each his own". But I also live by "Don't Tread On Me".
Folks, I define a "victim" as someone who chooses to be. You are only a victim as long as you roll over and take it and choose to take it. "Victors" are those who make a decision that they will not allow themselves to be victimized.