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11.01.2005    |    Candy hangover
Well, happy All Saints' Day, fellow believers. Oh, just the morning after the night before to you? Heathens. As usual, I bought far too much candy for the pathetically few number of trick-or-treaters who actually darkened our door.

In other words, my plan to have a stealth supply of Snickers and other things not on the government's food pyramid (what do those morons know about the pleasures of a Snickers bar or three?).

I have learned at least one truth about my gluttony, however. And, no, it's not that I'm overweight (I am not) or have any serious health issues (I do not so far, knock on wood to bring out the good wood sprites). It is that too much chocolate gives me a headache. Invariably, if I eat more than three or four ounces of chocolate goodness I get what feels like a whisky-fueled hangover headache.

Call it the wages of sin. Now, where did I put the leftover candy?

posted by Jack Rich at 10:09 AM

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I was born, grew up, and went to school in the Bronx, New York -- on the wrong side of the tracks. Got the chance to go to college, so instead of joining the NYPD (the obvious career choice at that time and place), I became an engineer. Spent some years designing things that go boom (or things that take things that go boom to their destinations...), principally for our military. Also took an interesting career turn and for some years was in charge of counter-terrorism for my agency...so I learned something about guns. And when to use them.

I am a believer, in God. Christian. My opinion of most denominations is that they seem to be more concerned with the collection plate and devising intricate rules as to who is in and who is out.

My politics are a mix of conservative and libertarian, as in live and let live. With one exception, I favor small government, maximum personal freedom, coupled with personal responsibility and accountability for one's actions. I also know that there are, and have always been, things that are true, and things that are not. Two problems: Being smart enough to know which is which, and having the guts to act on it. I make no claims...

The exception to small government? I favor a robust national defense, against enemies foreign, and domestic. Or, as Teddy Roosevelt should have said, "speak softly and carry a whole bunch of armored divisions."

This blog will focus on politics, culture, religion, national security. That's pretty much the same territory as the New York Times. Just that I will never label my opinions as "news."



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