i agree-
so then is our choice. do we decide to decay to anarchists, or do we reinstate the humanity.
for myself as an american i have no choice(not that i don't occasionally wish for the anarchy). we must look back to the things that made us great and provided peace of mind and soul for so many, and use them. DAILY.
all 8 of my great grandparents immigrated to the US in the early 'teens.(1911-1913) trough Ellis island. their first view of the united states was the Statue of Liberty. they were escaping europe as things were warming up. somehow they all could sense the direction of the wind when so many others couldn't or wouldn't.
my grandparents were very poor. growing up near flint michigan in the early 1900's was a difficult way, to hear them tell it. my grandfather told me of a time when they(grandpa and grandma) were in they woods, hunting. rabbits and upland birds. they had a stream through the farm and laying next to it were two sheep that had escaped from someone else's farm and had succumbed to the cold. they excitedly gathered the animals(dead for several days) and brought them back to the farm where they shore them, washed, and carted the wool. my grandfather was a bit of a carpenter and had built my grnadmother a spinning wheel for a wedding present which she used to spin the wool to thread. once the wool was spun and dyed. she used it to construct one of the finest blankets i have ever seen. it is one of the families most prized possessions, as she is gone now. taken by the cancer.
in spite of only being a third generation american, valley forge is MINE. ghettysburg, MINE. the long journey west to a new life, in a wild expanse where anything could happen, MINE.
and all the other things great about this country are mine as well. i will teach my family about troops stealing through the night, on christmas eve, barefoot, as if i was there. not one ounce of passion shall be lost.
so help me God.