Why do I live in Mexico? - here's the perfect answer!

It's been some time and while most days are an adventure, or at least recurring adventures, I haven't found anything to really generate an update - that is, until last night when my netbook boinged letting me know "you have mail" (loved that movie).

A note from a friend referenced an article that is now being repeated on other sites and I replied "great, I'm going to save this and print it out and when people ask me why I live in Mexico I'll hand it to them" - so, consider this as me handing you a printed article that is the quintessential essence of why I, and probably a lot of other people, live in Mexico.

The article is titled "FDA: Ozone-Unfriendly Asthma Inhalers Won't Be Available After 2011" Yes, seems that those of us who suffer Asthma and other breathing difficulties and use the common epinephrine puffers are a huge danger to the whole world and the environment. The article stated:

"The Food and Drug Administration said Thursday patients who use the epinephrine inhalers to treat mild asthma will need to switch by Dec. 31 to other types that do not contain chlorofluorocarbons, an aerosol substance once found in a variety of spray products."

It continued: "But the switch to a greener inhaler will cost consumers more. Epinephrine inhalers are available via online retailers for around $20, whereas the alternatives, which contain the drug albuterol, range from $30 to $60."

Yes, seems I've been a huge hazard to the planet (much more than China or India) and didn't even know it and so now, in the name of saving the planet, they're going to force me to pay more for a prescription inhaler which means getting a doctor involved, which will increase the cost to me and countless others for our already overpriced healthcare, and will ripple through the system because it will increase the cost of Medicare, Medicaid etc - thank you nanny state government intervention yet again.

And, silly me, I thought we saved the world (and the hole in the ozone - yes, when's the last time you heard anyone whine about that? - well, it's because that wasn't making them any money) when we were forced to change to more expensive refrigerants in our cars, refrigerators, when we stopped using killer spray cans of paint, hair spray etc.? You can just about guarantee that some company (with appropriate resident lobbyists) is about to release a fabulous new GREEN INHALER for only twice the price and has already got $500M in stimulus money - funny? - I don't think so, and I may be joking, but are you so sure that the joke isn't on us?

My solution? - actually in this case it's easy, I live in Mexico, I buy my inhalers from the Express Pharmacia cheap and legal and no one hassles me. This is just a continuing, and endless, chain of things DC does to impose themselves in every part of our lives - but not on me, and not in Mexico - ha.

Did you know that 95% of the lawyers in the world live in the US? - and the US only has 5% of the worlds population. If you're going to be a "trial lawyer" in MX, you better have a day job, oh, it's not that there aren't some issues that could use some help, but it's ain't going to happen any time soon and surely not by pressure from a trial lawyer and some do gooder bureaucrat.

Why do I live here? - I've documented in the past that traffic laws are more "suggested guidelines" and if and when you get a ticket, it's not a revenue generator for the city (although it might be for the cop). So I live today like the place I grew up, Nebraska in the 50's. It wasn't so bad, I've made it for 68 years, my Mother for 96, couldn't have been all bad, I'm sure we did and ate all the wrong things, but it didn't kill us. But now, when you enter the US it's a place I don't know anymore, when I drive they want to control every aspect of me, my driving habits, my car and where I'm going, not to mention gouging me in both eyes every time I pull up to the pump.

They want to tell me where, how and how big I can build my house and of course I have to dutifully bow and scrape (and pay through the nose) before a local municipality for a building permit that forces me to install overpriceded toilets that takes at least two flushes to do what my MXN one does without hesitation. Once completed they will tax me severely to support the exorbitant retirement of the employees who work their fingers to the bone (right?) for me while I'm out working trying to pay for the little slice of heaven I've contrived.

Of course I've not even begun to scratch the surface of the condition the country I used to call home, and how it has degenerated, but I'm sure I'm boring you. Me? - well, I think I'll go over to the pharmacia and buy a dozen inhalers, I have a feeling they may be a nice investment for sale NOB one day soon.

So, why do I live in Mexico? - to put it on a bumper sticker:
"My life is mine to live - no help required or appreciated"!
 
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