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http://www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,1880340,00.html
I evaluated the article "Will the Recession Doom the Last Sunday Blue Laws?", written by editor Paige Bowers, who you can e-mail, of "TIME.com". Written in Feb 22, 2009, for the public, the article is still fairly Current and the website itself has been updated with a 2010 copyright. It’s the online website of “Time” magazine, and is in partnership with CNN so I trust this source.

More importantly, the article addresses economic issues when imposing Blue Law. The info comes from American history, an Auburn University economics professor, a senator, and from a coalition president. The unique span of people being interviewed showed the lack of bias. The information is monotone and free of spelling errors. I would most certainly use this for research.

Thesis

The United States of America was founded on principles of liberty, freedom, and justice. The early pioneers who settled this land came here for religious freedom. Despite these noble, core principles we still have traces of religious infringement ready to infect and swallow up these American principles. The first amendment of the United States Constitution prohibits "respecting an establishment of religion”, but surprisingly enough we have unenforced "Blue Laws" that do just that! Blue Laws are designed to enforce religious standards, particularly the observance of Sunday as a day of worship or rest, and to restrict Sunday shopping. The separation of church and state should be more heavily enforced to uphold our just American principles, to withhold religious discrimination, and promote economic prosperity.

I aint no Pirate

In 1991 Steven Spielberg directed a most enjoyable fantasy film, “Hook”. The film brought the viewer into the life of an adult Peter Pan who goes back to Neverland in efforts to rescue his kidnapped children and to finally face off with his old time nemeses Captain Hook. More importantly, Pan’s motley crew of feral youth, the Lost Boys he left behind years earlier, found a new and amiable leader, Rufio. It’s obvious that both Rufio and I share physical traits, but a deeper look into his character can show the Aggressive leadership and almost polar “other side” that closely resembles my own nature.

“You are a fart factory, Slug-slimed, sack-of-rat-guts-in-cat-vomit, cheesy, scab-picked, pimple-squeezing finger bandage. A week old maggot burger with everything on it and flies on the side,” said most eloquently by Rufio. This sense of juvenile name calling is well quite frankly immature, but brings that keen taste of a boyish charm of an imagination to a whole new level, one that is rather deserving recognition. My own temperament proves to be likewise. I’m pretty cocky, never back down from arguments, and sometimes vie for the last laugh, but do so in a silly manner. I think I get this from my huge imagination that lends me the ability to make a complete fool of myself with the respect that I simply like to clown around. I can be a big dork and it doesn’t bother me one bit. Rufio is an aggressive leader that has dominion over all the Lost Boys. They cheer his name occasionally, “Rue-fee-OH! Rue-fee-OH!” Unfortunately I don’t have crowds of people marching to the beat of my drum, what a sad world it is, but I do usually take the initiative among my peers. If we are going to eat, planning a trip, or anything really, I typically throw in my two cents first. On top of that, if it’s a rainy day and our brains are about to explode with boredom, my uncanny imagination can usually whip up some activities, maybe not as interesting as killing stinking pirates, eating imaginary food, or flying, but fun none the less. Those who don’t want to enjoy my awesome ideas are just “camel cakes!”

Life is Good

As I start the engine of my small compact 2001 Nissan Sentra, I sometimes get down my driveway without putting my seat belt on. I take on the fast paced roads of Frederick County where life seems to be a relentless struggle of constant movement. I find it amusing how fast people can jump to their most trusted driving weapon, the horn, but I find it more amusing how people are usually in a hurry just to be still. To sit at a desk, or stand for countless hours behind a counter, to be sucked into a computer screen, or to just simply sit on a couch with friends, are things people are willing to fight time for. This battle of time is what people are constantly after, to fulfill as much of their ambitions in the present as physically possible. We live in a world of fast convenience where a mere six-minute wait for a breakfast burrito is the work of the devil. Once, I was late to work and conveniently found myself in a traffic jam. In front of me was a bumper sticker that I found great delight in. It read, "Life is Good", and I thought to myself, "Wow how true!" Those small three words shouted out at the world a giant message, a message that describes me so well. I often make efforts to prevent a mundane existence, and by doing so, I usually wilt the magnificence of existence itself, but it only takes me those little things in life like dropping the top of my ice cream cone, or stepping in a puddle of mud, or getting in a traffic jam, to help me pause and hear my soul shout out those three little words. I too, like the rest of the world, sometimes fight the current of time, and find myself rushing through life. We all want something greater, but really we all need to stop and realize the blessings we already have served to us at our table. It’s the simply beauty of life! “Life is Good”