The song remains the same

When, when I ask do you get a handle on it? I'm kind of getting the idea that even the prospect of feeling a consistent sense of control is for the feeble minded, or at best, drug addled. It is awesome when you feel as if you have it going on, but that stuff comes in spurts and then when you're out of the mode, you feel as though you had it for the last time, there will never be another chance and that's it.
The desire to have control over the decisions that people choose to make about their lives is at best bizarre.
I had written a letter to the FDA regarding the "Plan B " emergency contraception package and the delay of making it available to the public which is suspect to everyone apparently except for the we-will-kill-anyone-we-want administration. The response was both brilliant and terrifying. Now that, is consistency for you.