I feel sick to my stomach this morning. It's the anxiety queasiness. It's the something-is-very-wrong-in-the-world nausea. I have written two e-mails to the Republican representative to Congress from my district. I keep telling him to be a man and do his job. He isn't listening. He's an undertaker. He believes in the protection of all innocent lives (i.e. preborn lives). He's married to a girl he's known since the first grade. He's an avid sportsman and thus, really cares about the environment. He has four daughters and thus, really cares about education. He has parents and thus, really cares about senior issues.
Yes. I have been to his web site.
What a load of crap.
In my e-mails I also reminded him that while he is getting paid (by the taxpayers) and he is getting very adequate health care, he is risking the very lives and well-being of the people of his district. His auto-response assures me that he is "humbled and honored" that he has been afforded the opportunity to represent me in Congress.
He can bite my ass.
I'm so sick of this shit. I'm so sick of thinking that a small segment of crazy people are trying to bring down the entire US government so they can blame the ensuing chaos on Barack Obama. I've never been one to believe in conspiracy theories but I truly believe this is what is happening. Because nothing else makes sense.