Libertarian philosophies are hit and miss - like their obsession with privatizing everything and letting the "free market" basically run the country is a recipe for some dystopian hellscape shit; but I can respect things like the non-aggression principle, and they at least follow a logic in placing personal liberty as a golden standard that should only ever be infringed when absolutely necessary.

That's all in contrast to the GOP, which has no principles at all other than "if the left wants it, it's bad!" or "because putin said so!" all wrapped in star-spangled veneer with a bible on top.

I'm hoping that as the GOP continues to devolve into total unapologetic ignorance and hatred, that it'll eventually swap places with the libertarians, with the GOP becoming the fringe crazies and the libertarians becoming the Democrat's main competitor.

They may not be progressive, but they at least bring something to the table; and them getting into power would be a lot less destructive than the GOP having that same power.

Dunno how realistic that hope is, but still.

Back in the dark ages when I was in school, I put several formulas into my Ti calculator instead of memorizing them. A classmate tattled to the teacher who replied with, "If he can actually figure out how to do that, I won't stop him."

I was driving home last night after a long day at the office, my brain was fried from slogging through paperwork and dealing with some of the less pleasant of my co workers.

I was driving a bit slower than usual, whilst thinking deeply about something I cant even remember anymore when I noticed the flashing lights of a police vehicle behind me. I pulled over to the side, feeling a bit nervous (First time getting pulled over). It was late, and I couldnt help but remember all the traffic stop gone wrong video I have seen on youtube over the years.

The police officer walking towards my car was tall, with a decently large build and short hair. I could see the hard set jawline and steely eyes. As she approached, I couldn't quite make out her features in the dim street-light but her silhouette was undeniably masculine.

When she stooped down to address me, her voice was noticeably feminine. However in the stress of the moment, I wasn't quite as observant as I could have been, and I let slip a "Good evening, Sir".

Instantly, I realised my mistake. The cold glare she shot back at me said more than her words could have. "Have you been drinking tonight, Sir?" she asked me...

I quickly denied it, assuring her that I'd just had a long day at work. Unfortunately, my blunder and panicky voice seemed to have made her suspicious, and now she was requesting me to undergo a field sobriety test.

After what seemed like an eternity, the tests were completed. She studied the results, which thankfully, confirmed my sobriety.

"So you're just an idiot?" she asked me. I could only nod in embarrassed agreement. Needless to say, I drove home far more sobered and than usual.