A Keyboard and a .45 reports that the CHL Confidentiality Bill is on it's way to Gov. Perry for signing into law.  Based on his past history, I think we can assume he'll sign this one.

Read this short piece by Crispin Sartwell:

The idea that opposition to authority is a psychological disorder is one that would, of course, only occur to authoritarians. And the claim that this resistance can be broken not by torture but by Seratonin Reuptake Inhibitors is one that would occur only to authoritarian psychologists. Today's Siberias and re-education camps are the professional suite and the treatment facility. And today's Patrick Henrys are no doubt busy composing their new slogans: "Give me liberty, or medicate me." This not only makes our schools more orderly, it stimulates the economy by shoveling all the world's cash in the direction of large drug manufacturers.

So that's it.  My daughter apparently has this disorder.  And all this time I thought her behavior was only because she is the most recent in a long line of people who:  left their home country because they didn't like being told what to do, avoided living in cities because they didn't like to be told what to do, gravitated toward jobs that mandated little supervision because they didn't like being told what to do, and had/have an almost pathological fear of having to rely on someone else for help, because they didn't like being told what to do.

My daughter drives me absolutely nuts sometimes.  Her independent streak is so fierce that she sometimes even scares me.  Her self will is so dominant that...well, I don't know how to keep going on this.  But at the same time that she is making me crazy, she makes me love and admire her more and more.  I both dread and anticipate the time when she grows up and is forced to deal with other people out in the "real world," if there is any such thing.

Someday her irresistible force will collide with the immovable object of the world and she is going to fully understand why her father could write the words:  Give me liberty, or kill me.

But until then, she will have my love, understanding and admiration and no one will ever temper her drive with drugs.  They will have to kill me first.

Link above via Kent's Hooligan Libertarian Blog.

I don't.  Because if they did, that would mean that somewhere, somehow, there was at least one authorized journalist who was not dumber than a fence post.