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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Snazzy, post: 528625, member: 9499&quot;]Yep W5 and PJ, let&#039;s see what happens, as Life Goes On. What a Deal !&nbsp; </p><p><br /></p><p>The next morning Dan and I&nbsp; entered the Senate Chambers. A huge room filled with stuffed shirts and designer dresses. Each of the Big Whigs had assigned desk that faced the Head Cheese. Of course, we were shuffled through and seated in a conference room. It was large and had a long table that seated about forty folks. Dan and I sat in front of our name tags. </p><p><br /></p><p>Dan elbowed me, &quot; They sure are formal around here and sure like to use those name tags a lot. &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I grinned, &quot; They have to, or the Idiots would forget who they are ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Dan busted a gut, &quot; That was a good on one ! Oh, I guess that end seat is for the Main Man. See, where that little hammer is ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I gawked, &quot; Yeah, or maybe a midget carpenter is going sit there ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Dan rolled in his chair, &quot; Your a Hoot Barney ! A real Hoot ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>So, Dan and I, poked fun and yucked it up. You know, like a couple silly truck drivers do. Yep, all the pomp and circumstance was bit too much, for our liking. Anyway, the Movers and Shakers finally took their seats and the games began. The Gavel Guy gaveled and brought the meeting to order. He set the record straight and introduced the other Egg Heads. Well, while I was sitting there and taking it all in, She Man nudged me. </p><p><br /></p><p>I turned and looked, &quot; Oh, I didn&#039;t see you sitting there ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>She Man was all business, &quot; I just got here. Did I miss anything ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I brought her up to speed, &quot; Uh, Gavel Guy gaveled the meeting to order and introduced everybody. Now, he was saying, something about this being a subcommittee&nbsp; and ....&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>She Man explained, &quot; It is ! See, the Senator delegates his authority to the Rules Committee and they formed the Fact Finding Committee, who in turn formed the Sub Committee, who&nbsp; requested that the DOT ....&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I rolled my eyes, &quot; I get it ! It&#039;s like a hot potato and no one wants to ..&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>She Man defended the process, &quot; Mr Goose ! Our government takes the safety of it&#039;s citizens extremely serious ! We want to hear from all of you that are tasked with moving our Nation forward. We&#039;ve worked long and hard to improve the safety on our highways. It all began, back when the Federal Motor Carrier Commission was formed. That allowed for the Federal Codes and Regulations to be written and that in turn, has become the bible of the industry. Countless lives had been saved and with the addition of rules to enforce a drug free work place. Well, we&#039;re going to be able to force the States to police ...&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I&#039;d heard enough, &quot; Wait a minute ! That&#039;s the problem I have ! Now, I&#039;m all for safer highways and agree there has to be rules followed. But, where does it end ? Back in 1973, I turned 21 and all you had to do back then was take a 14 question quiz, drive a mini bus, and pay an extra few bucks. Yep, back then a state chauffeur license was a CDL. I could drive anything on wheels back then. Well, except a motorcycle, but I already had that. So, I learned by the seat of my pants and thank God no one got killed. Then around 1989 that all changed. Yep, you had to pee in a cup and take a physical. By 1994 you had to pee in a cup, take a physical and the company had to do a 10 year background check. Now, ya&#039;ll are wanting all of that plus more !&nbsp; &quot;&nbsp; </p><p><br /></p><p>She Man didn&#039;t get it, &quot; So, what&#039;s your point ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I gave the look, &quot; THE POINT IS ! THIS IS AMERICA ! We&#039;re not criminals and all we want to do is drive a rig ! Gees ! Since when are you guilty until proven innocent ? How can you force employers to become snitches for the State ? What the hell does getting a ticket in a four wheeler have to do with anything ? How can you lump pot smokers in with heroin addicts ? Why do you have a federally funded, private company keeping records on us ? Man ! I use thank God, that I lived in America. I heard all about the communist party and how they ruled. Well, let me tell you ! The way we&#039;re headed there&#039;s not going to be much difference. Yep, welcome to the&nbsp; good ole&nbsp; USSA ! It makes me sick and ya&#039;ll aren&#039;t through yet ! You still want more ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Dan yanked on my jacket, &quot; Come on Barn settle down. &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>So, I sat down and realized how quite the room was. Yep, I had gotten all lathered up and everything I said, was on the record. What a deal ! </p><p><br /></p><p>Gavel Guy gaveled, &quot; Order ! Order ! Sgt of Arms ! Remove that man from these proceedings ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>So, I was bum rushed out and Dan was too. No ! He hadn&#039;t said a word, but was laughing too loud. </p><p><br /></p><p>I brushed myself off, &quot; Gees ! All I said, was the truth ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Dan was still laughing, &quot; They can&#039;t handle the truth ! #### Barn you done got us kicked out of there. What are we going to do ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>So, Dan and I hit the closest bar and got drunker that skunks. I mean, why not. You know, no matter how hard you try. You can&#039;t save people from themselves. What a deal, as Life Goes On. </p><p><br /></p><p>Nightie night Snazzers, your Snazzy1.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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