When I was young, things were so much different. There were only 48-states (for Biden voters, there are now 50, a steady number since 1959.)
We had respect for our elders, our teachers, our police, and especially our parents. Our parents came in pairs – the way things were usually done sixty-years ago. And, oddly enough, there was one Mommy and one Daddy.
Of course there were exceptions; wars were raging around the planet and Daddies often died in battle, creating new living situations. Parents were sometimes taken to Heaven in unfortunate automobile accidents or fires, mishaps at home or work, along with illnesses, thereby altering the familial and societal status quo.
Church was attended weekly as well as holy days, schools every day, and our mode of transportation thereto was usually via shoe leather.
That parochial school thing was evidently different in days of yore, too. The boys wore white dress shirts with a navy blue tie and charcoal trousers; the girls were required to wear plaid jumpers and the appropriate colored socks and patent leather shoes. They were called “uniforms.”
Everyone was expected to have ironed clothes and look neat. And all was well.
But uniforms have gone the way of the buggy whip. Girls now wear skin-exposing clothes to better display their belly-button jewelry, dye their hair with attention-getting vivid colors, and regularly wear combat boots.
Those schools which I attended with boys and girls are now in a quandary over what sex children are or want to be. There are no longer separate girls and boys bathrooms, rather they are universal, or whatever is deemed appropriate by the 8-year old students.
And boys are now competing in sports events as girls, according to insane recently enacted laws, with boys trouncing most girl’s best efforts. They ARE different, you know.
For decades, my life remained structured around personal appearance, two-parent households, and respect paid where deserved. But all that changed about one generation ago. Divorce rates have skyrocketed as the “find yourself” movement gained traction. I dare say many, many searchers were terribly disappointed by what they found.
Slowly, our religion was being stripped from our psyches as being wrong-headed and just a fantasy. Non-believers claim if you couldn’t see God, God was not real. End of story. Almost. For your information, I can’t see Saturn, but I believe it’s real. End of story.
The hierarchal list of respected individuals was muddied by malcontents who didn’t like the rules. Police, parents, the elderly, and especially children, were re-cast as insignificant in a world that needed to be changed.
Along the way, clergy, politicians, teachers, police, and other normally respected professionals, were tossed aside as mean, racist, uncaring, racist, divisive, and even racist.
A few months ago, now-Vice President Kamala Harris appeared on a Black-oriented radio show. There, she laughed and giggled about using marijuana, which was illegal, when she served as a budding District Attorney.
Athletes, pop culture “idols,” ne’er-do-wells, and drug addicts sidled up to the forefront of society. Television shows such as Oprah seemingly promoted illegal drug use by introducing addicts, explaining their stories, and then applauding their rehabilitation. Such feel-good stories about forgiveness dominated the airwaves for years.
That sort of behavior borders on criminal, giving tacit approval to anyone and everyone flouting the law. It is racist Oprah, after all.
Speaking of racists, Margaret Sanger, was a woman who ardently strove to legalize abortions. She pushed for legitimate ways to murder babies through her belief in eugenics. But Sanger’s idea of eugenics should evoke a chill in all of society; those familiar with her knew her goal was to eliminate Black babies, as she was a racist, something history was altered to hide.
And those Black children avoiding abortion today are being given free passes to graduate from one grade to another, lest teachers and school administrators be accused of racism.
All the while violent crime and
general mischief has risen – along with national murder rates – because our
politicians pander to the offending classes for votes. Illegal immigrants have added
hundreds-of-thousands of border-crossers, in recent weeks, to their already
unbelievable estimate of over 11,000,000 undocumented, non-tax paying aliens in
In a country currently overwhelmed with unemployed people taking a free ride, those numbers of immigrants only compound the situation of government handouts, housing, diseases, and medical care, all on the backs of working American citizenry.
Most of this pandering is a result of politicians who want to be everything to everyone. Unfortunately, they only seem to be catering to the needy whilst forgetting from whence the money to address these crises originates.
Call your Representative and
remind them for whom they work. Hint:
It’s you who are paying their salaries.
