2JTussin's profile

Many people wonder if there is any truth left in politics. Questions are being spawned by campain lies and our economic condition, where is the truth? You won't find truth coming from elected officials because most feel as Jack Nicholson did when confronted by Tom Cruise in the movie A Few Good Men; "You can't handle the truth!". I wonder if the McCain ticket will ever use that with Katie Couric? What can the people believe?  Who can the peopl...

Let freedom ring, but don't let the bell of liberty hit you in the head. "...under God, indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for all". Okay I have a few questions about this? The questions are rhetorical to inspire some thought and hopefully trigger an understanding of why our country struggles with the pitfalls and potholes of privilege. Under what God? I guess that one question sort of answers the next; Are we truly indivisible? I can't help but wonder, if everyone has liberty, c...

When I heard the U.S. Supreme Court was deliberating whether or not lethal injection was in violation of the 8th Amendment of the U.S. Constitution I became incensed. I began to write an article full of anger and accusation without just cause and without concern for true journalistic value. Basically, I would have written something that sounded like most articles of bias submitted in a "Letter to the Editor" format and sounded like the average uninformed fool blowing off steam. That's not pro...

Are we truly free from terrorism? I don't believe so. We are terrorized in the United States everyday by sexual predators, drug dealers and powerful people encroaching on the lives of the under privileged. While we seem to be complacent of the terror problem, review the little changes in life you've made to protect you and your family. Houses are becoming more secure, more are using alarms. Thirty years ago, you may have left your windows open and doors unlocked when you were just going to to...

The cell phone played the same annoying tune as it flashed and vibrated in a spastic attempt to draw attention. Hawk stopped packing, placed the cigarette in ash tray on the dresser then picked up the phone. He reviewed the ID display, it was HIM. HIM was the man, the only man Hawk would speak with. “Hello”, Hawk said in a deep gruff voice with a tone that demanded respect and attention. In Hawk’s mind, he didn’t care how he sounded, he worked for HIM, he didn’t kiss his ass. “Hawk, it’s time...