Where Are My Rights

I'm watching the news yesterday, and there is a story about a pharmacy in Michigan that is no longer selling birth control pills or contraceptive items. Birth control apparently goes against the pharmacy owner's beliefs.

A customer of this business has filed a complaint against him, because he is no longer filling her prescription. Apparently there are a few states (including California, go figure) that require pharmacies to fill all prescriptions.

I don't agree with the pharmacist's beliefs regarding contraception. But that doesn't mean he shouldn't have the right to run his business his way. If he doesn't want to sell a product, there shouldn't be a law enacted that makes him.

We are already losing rights in this country. From the 2nd amendment to privacy, we need to hold on to what we have. The government interfering in the products a pharmacy chooses not to sell is ridiculous. There was a women's group complaining that with this pharmacy's decision to not sell contraception women would now pursue "unsafe" alternatives.

Give me a break. If women cannot get their birth control filled at this pharmacy, they can go across the street to the other. I guarantee not every pharmacist holds the same beliefs. Someone will sell contraception.

I'm just tired of people getting up in arms and/or filing complaints because they don't like somebody's decision. Get over it, take your business elsewhere. Life is too short to be miserable.

Practice Begins

It's finally here. The start of fall football practice. 2-a-days are a right of passage for any boy interested in the game. Grueling heat, starting at dawn when it's only 90 outside instead of 105, running bleachers and gassers. All of this torture is what we live for.

I am several years (20 or so) out of my prime, but I still remember the feeling of pure excitement and joy you get from the start of practice. The season is full of hope and possibilities. You never know how it will turn out, or whether you will accomplish your goals.

Football taught me lessons I still use today. The ability to work as a team, the idea that you don't succeed until everyone is across the goal line, and the desire to sacrifice and pay a high price for a reward. All these help me daily in my professional and family life.

To the uninitiated, football seems like a violent game for adolescents. But it truly is a training ground for future success.

My son (Jay) is now 3 1/2. I wonder if it's too early to make him start running gassers?