Archive for March 2009

A Wheel Tax for Decatur?

Last year, I suggested, on another blog, that maybe Decatur should look into creating a special tax for those who work in Decatur but live elsewhere.  My idea was that the money gathered from such a tax could go directly to improving Decatur’s older neighborhoods and commercial districts.  Knowing that Decatur has lost a substantial amount of residents to Forsyth, Mt. Zion, Warrensburg, and other rural areas in Macon County over the past several years, I was trying to think of ways to even the playing field for our public school district and city.  Watching Forsyth grow and benefit directly from jobs being created in Decatur has been bittersweet.  It’s like watching your best friend walk away with your spouse and you get to pay for their wedding.

All this discussion began around the time the new reservoir was being discussed.  At that time, it looked like the city and ADM were going to partner up and build a new lake on the city’s north side.  I felt, and still feel, that it wouldn’t be fair to Decatur’s resident to shoulder the financial burden all alone.  Jobs created in Decatur don’t just benefit Decatur, and it seems like our higher paying jobs benefit our neighboring communities more with their newer residential areas and well-funded schools.  To put it simply:  Decatur was getting the short end of the stick.  Our tax base is shrinking; our neighborhoods are getting older; our schools, city government receive less funding because of these facts; and breaking out of the vicious cycle is going to take money.  But where do we get the money?

My idea of an employment tax for outside residents didn’t go over too well.  Some county officials weren’t too pleased with my idea.  If I remember correctly, I was compared to a tyrannical beast, for suggesting such a thing.  I, in their eyes, might as well formed an armed militia and annexed Indiana while I was at.   I understood that it wouldn’t go over well with outside residents.  The only other solution I could come up with was to annex Forsyth.  That didn’t go over very well either.   But here we are, still faced with same dilemma.  Decatur needs lots and lots of money to improve our neighborhoods and schools, and to attract new employers but we’re broke.

I was thinking of this after reading the City Council packet for tomorrow night’s meeting.  The City Manager remarked on the wheel tax, thinking it was a bad idea.  As I understand it, a wheel tax can only be charged to people living in the city, not outside out.  We’d be taxing Decaturites.   I don’t know that I’m too crazy of an umployment tax either.  It’s kind of a Robin Hood approach.  However, it’s true that if Decatur suffers and loses more jobs, eventually that is going to impact all of our neighboring communities as well.  It’s in their best interest that Decatur be healthy and wealthy.  I don’t know what the answer is.  Do you?

Confessions of a Panic Sufferer

There I was, in the Shelbyville Hospital ER from a racing heartbeat. I’m not sure what the nurse had clocked my heart rate at in the lobby, but the fact that she threw me in a wheelchair and zoomed me into the ER wasn’t terribly reassuring. Backing up the story a little bit, my husband and I had just decided to get married, and we went for a drive down to the family cabin near Beecher City. There was an ostrich farm not far from the cabin and we pulled over and looked at them. We talked about the ostriches; they looked at us funny; we looked back at them funny, and then out of nowhere a lightning bolt of paralyzing fear tore through my body. I felt as though I had just been laser beamed by an unidentified flying object hovering above the car. My heart began to pound; everything around me became blurry. I tried to think of something to calm myself as we sped off to Shelbyville’s hospital. Bunny rabbits. Rainbows. Those darn ostriches! Nothing worked. It was my first bonafide, horrified panic attack.

And that began a 15 year journey of unnecessary trips to the ER and being on medications that have been worse than the condition itself. I have the whole routine down at the hospital. I know where the electrodes go on my chest. EKG, easy as 1-2-3!  At least Decatur Memorial Hospital’s emergency room no longer looks like a dungeon / morgue. Who originally designed that place? Count Dracula? At least now, if I do croak there during a panic attack, it will be in a much nicer atmosphere. The nurses are a lot nicer too. Really I think a wing should be dedicated in the names of all us panic/anxiety sufferers at every hospital. We’ve paid for half of everything you see in every hospital across the nation.

The medication: I originally only took a pill whenever I felt a panic attack coming on. And then I began taking them just in case a panic attack were to happen. Why wait those horrifying minutes waiting for the pill to take effect? Then my body began feeling weird if I didn’t take a pill everyday. I felt like a wrung out, vibrating washcloth without them. Lights flashed in my eyes. I trembled. I tried to go without the pills but the sleepless, terrifying nights were more than I could take. I found myself not being able to function in society anymore without “my pills.” I was a drug-addicted dope head! Me! A mom. A goody two shoes. I have Air Supply on my Mp3 player for goodness sakes. I’m still on medication and everyday is a roller coaster of withdrawal, calmness, and dopiness. Finding the right balance is tricky.  It is mentally and physically exhausting.  Now, I’m not so sure I suffer so much from anxiety, as I do the side effects of the medication I take to treat the anxiety.

I don’t know if it’s wise to be sharing all of this, but years ago I had no idea other people, millions of other people, were going through the same thing I was, and am, every day. Maybe I’m hoping the truth shall set me free. Maybe I’m trying to figure out why I’m going through this. Considering the fact that it all began when I decided to get married, I’ll just blame Rick – my husband.

To my fellow sufferers: I’d like to say that someday, you’ll wake up and it will all disappear and you’ll be “normal” again. That probably isn’t going to happen. It has been an ongoing daily battle for me but I do have good days.  If you do need help, don’t wait. Doctors know all about it. If your doctor is a thoughtless clod, find someone else.  Just don’t visit an ostrich farm after you’ve decided to get married!

Some resources:

http://www.webmd.com/anxiety-panic/guide/mental-health-anxiety-disorders
http://messageboards.ivillage.com/iv-bhpanic

http://www.mitralvalveprolapse.com/

Uncle Sam Can Read Your Mind

I’ve been reading of several arrest in the Decatur area, of those who have been caught downloading child pornography, onto their personal computers.   I’m in no way defending those who download dirty pictures of children, however it does make one stop and realize that someone in the government, probably more than one person, at many different levels of government,  may be monitoring our every move on the Internet.   Quite simply, it raises the issue of privacy.

I always thought the Constitution guaranteed the right to privacy and I was surprised to learn that, no, it doesn’t.  It does protect us from those pesky British soldiers, who used to barge in and take over the sofa and television remote from startled families in the 1700′s.  Boy, was that was annoying!  However, in the absence of a specific right to privacy, the 9th Amendment has been used in such high profile cases where the rights to privacy were at the center of  the debate, such as in Roe vs. Wade.   The ninth amendment states:  “The enumeration in the Constitution, of certain rights, shall not be construed to deny or disparage others retained by the people.” And if that doesn’t make it as clear as a bell, this should:

The Sixth Circuit Court of Appeals stated as follows in Gibson v. Matthews, 926 F.2d 532, 537 (6th Cir. 1991):

[T]he ninth amendment does not confer substantive rights in addition to those conferred by other portions of our governing law. The ninth amendment was added to the Bill of Rights to ensure that the maxim expressio unius est exclusio alterius would not be used at a later time to deny fundamental rights merely because they were not specifically enumerated in the Constitution.  (Link)

Huh?  Okay, I was doing pretty good until I hit the words “maxim expressio unius est exclusio atlerius“.  What the heck does that mean? I’m no lawyer, nor Constitutional expert, but I think it means that just because a specific right isn’t defined somewhere in the Constitution,  it doesn’t mean that the absence of such a right makes it okay for the government, or anyone else, to deny someone else of basic human rights, and a certain level of privacy, may be one of those basic human rights. So in other words, it’s a case by case judgment, where common sense  should prevail.

So, just be aware that every Web site you visit, every picture you download, every email you send, and every search term you may Google is probably entertaining a government official somewhere, and, if you’re downloading things that are illegal, you may find yourself in hot water!

Just as long as my iPod music library is never displayed publicly, nor seen by the Decatur Police Department, I’ll be okay.  If anyone were to find out that I have purchased and downloaded music from such artists as:  Air Supply, Bread and Captain & Tennille, I’d never again be able to look another person in the eye!

Ravina/Home Park Association

I’m very happy to announce that the first meeting of the Ravina/Home Park Association (no official name yet), will be held on Saturday, April 25th beginning at 1:00pm.  We’ll be meeting at the Garman Park pavilion.  Anyone who lives in the Ravina Park or Home Park neighborhoods in Decatur is welcome to attend.  If you are unsure of your neighborhood boundaries, please take a look at the map I’ve posted on the group’s page.

This will be an informal, informational meeting.  I’ll post more detailed info as it becomes available.  Please feel free to contact me, if you have any questions.   It should be a lot of fun for the neighborhood, so get the word out if you live in the area!

The ever mysterious Decatur Township

To be honest, I know very little about the Decatur Township.  I think I remember seeing Decatur Township candidates on a few ballots before, but I was never sure what exactly the Township did.  I most certainly didn’t know who any of the candidates were, so I resorted to my usual highly intelligent, informed voting habit, for just such elections:  Eeny, meeny, miny, moe! This time, however, I’d like to be a little more informed and discover what exactly the Decatur Township does are who the candidates are.  Duane Potter, who is running for Township Supervisor, has a very informative page on his campaign site, which I think is very helpful for those of use who are informed challenged in regards to the Decatur Township.  Take a look.

http://www.duanepotter.com/History.html