My most swollen expectations in life revolve around where I would live in the future. I till this point have assumed I would be free to choose my location and life style. I would like to move to somewhere like one of the northern mountain states where I could live like the mountaineers or pioneers of old. Hunting, trapping, cutting and building as of olden times; perhaps even clearing enough land to make a self-sufficient homestead to raise a family on. The right to carry a gun for protection from man and beast. The right to raise my family Catholic and without persecution. These points I have held to be my rights given by the Constitution, but I guess that in light of the flaming plane that is our current trend in government, these rights it would no longer seem are a given. In the years to come, perhaps even by the end of my collage career this dream may turn out to be the delusion of a bygone reality. The flame of a pioneering spirit may in fact be destined to be quenched by the bloated bureaucracy in place today. The duplicitous restrictions in place now regarding hunting, firearms, cutting trees, farming, self protection, religion, land ownership and living, turn many of the dreams of freedom to a nightmare of red-tape. The norm of only a few decades ago has in fact turned into a most regularly denied part of the current age.
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