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2 years ago
Me and the kid next door hated each other. Constant fights, bloody noses, gouges, smacks, punches, drop kicks. I think the parents got along and hoped we would, too. No avail. Arch enemies thrust together and told to play nice. Mom would face us, two ruffians bandaged and gauzed, and demand we look at what we did to each other. Right up until kindergarten, when society sent us our separate ways. We had three arrests together: trespassing in a sawmill, trespassing in a railyard, unaccompanied minors heading for the highway.
Mom sent me updates for a while, oh Cynthia is doing this, oh Cynthia is doing that. Parents are a wee bit delusional themselves.
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2 years ago
Sure, we “made it.” But we were, perhaps, too busy “making it,” to realize that what was being done to us and to our nation was destroying everything. We stupidly took it for granted that life the way it was “back then” would somehow continue in the same way, propelled by its own inertia, without any diligence, any curiosity or questioning, any critical thinking, probing, contemplating, learning, reading, or any effort of any kind, on our parts.
The increasingly quoted FACT, as stated by Ronald Reagan says it better than I ever could:
“Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn’t pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children’s children what it was once like in the United States where men were free.”
We have squandered everything those who have gone on before us fought for. Rather than patting ourselves on the back for having “made it,” we should hang our heads in shame.
Me and the kid next door hated each other. Constant fights, bloody noses, gouges, smacks, punches, drop kicks. I think the parents got along and hoped we would, too. No avail. Arch enemies thrust together and told to play nice. Mom would face us, two ruffians bandaged and gauzed, and demand we look at what we did to each other. Right up until kindergarten, when society sent us our separate ways. We had three arrests together: trespassing in a sawmill, trespassing in a railyard, unaccompanied minors heading for the highway.
Mom sent me updates for a while, oh Cynthia is doing this, oh Cynthia is doing that. Parents are a wee bit delusional themselves.
Sure, we “made it.” But we were, perhaps, too busy “making it,” to realize that what was being done to us and to our nation was destroying everything. We stupidly took it for granted that life the way it was “back then” would somehow continue in the same way, propelled by its own inertia, without any diligence, any curiosity or questioning, any critical thinking, probing, contemplating, learning, reading, or any effort of any kind, on our parts.
The increasingly quoted FACT, as stated by Ronald Reagan says it better than I ever could:
“Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn’t pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children’s children what it was once like in the United States where men were free.”
We have squandered everything those who have gone on before us fought for. Rather than patting ourselves on the back for having “made it,” we should hang our heads in shame.
We have not survived this decade.
We did too!!!