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                 I was raised in a dysfunctional home.   Maybe, all of us were to some degree.   My home was filled with tension, harsh words, anger, threats, fear and physical punishment.   I felt perpetually unwelcome.   I would often lose myself in dreams of a better place.   A friendly, welcoming place where words produced laughter not pain.   To this end, I never missed a rerun of the Andy Griffith show during my childhood years.   Mayberry became my happy place.   Mayberry represented family and a better existence, a better America.   Baseball, apple pie and Chevrolet.   A cold coke on the porch as the autumn breeze brought another pleasant day to an end.   Maybe Uncle Andy would break out the guitar and we would sing a few tunes. No matter the events of the day it would end with a kiss on the forehead as Andy turned the bedside lamp out.   The town w...

     News reports today reveal four individuals have been arrested and stand accused of providing the drugs which killed Phillip Seymour Hoffman.  This is a surprise.  I was under the impression Hoffman killed himself with illegal drugs.  In America's rush to hold no individual responsible for their own actions we will now focus our animus on the drug dealers who held Hoffman down and forced the drugs into his system via needle.  What, they didn't hold him down and force him to take the drugs?  You mean they simply supplied the drugs which he requested.  How are the drug dealers responsible for Hoffman's death when gun manufacturers are not held responsible for over 19,000 suicides with a firearm and thousands of other accidental deaths a year.  It has been reported over fifty baggies of heroin were found in his apartment.  Was his partner unaware of his addiction?  She could not have been because the public was aware of i...