Today’s political climate is at war! Where are the voices of American youth? I am a product of the sixties Where mistakes where made by college students while protesting; The youth wanting to be heard by the adults of our country to stand up for what is right at any cost. Where is the silent majority? Complacent?
I remember the Black Panthers standing up for inequality. Making mistakes, but standing up for what they felt was right. College kids protesting about the Vietnam war; voicing their opinions on the campuses of Berkeley, Stanford, Kent as the Government mishandled the voices of freedom.
Has the me generation become quiet because they are spoon fed or is it because they do not know what their rights are? Bill Of Rights ? Pledge of Allegiance? The Constitution? Are they aware that the rights of democracy are being stomped upon by the rich in congress, who became rich by voting in bills that the people were not aware of. Socialism looks like a guise of comfort, freedom from oppression, but it is the oppression that will enslave the country into slavery to the state.
Give me free medical, free living expenses, but at what cost? Seventy percent taxes, long waiting lines for surgery, Doctors who refuse to work because their incomes are not worth the cost of their education. I remember the mistakes of the sixties as students robbed banks, killed innocence in the name of their cause. Martin Luther King had the right voice: protest positively by the thousands, millions, on the streets of the capital. Hear me roar my discontent!
Now our President is under attack by left wing socialist wanting to change our constitution. Our way of life is under attack. Cries of changing our flag from ideologists who do not like our immigration policies. Have any Americans ask Mexico what their immigration policy is? Costa Rica? Why is it America’s responsibility to care for another countries people? Follow the law and you are welcome is the cry of foreign countries. Why should we be any different?
I love America, the USA, I am proud of what our flag represents: freedom of choice, freedom of religion, freedom of voice, but slowly women’s right to choose is being taken away and freedom to go to college is being given to only the rich. Our country was founded by a wing and a pray as we entrusted our choice to be free through revolution and the voice of faith in God we trust and the founding Father’s were smart enough to separate religion from state.
Our revolution today is to stop socialism from capturing our country being promoted by the cunning rich in congress. It is a fighting process over two hundred years old as the country always fought off the rich trying to hold us down. Stand up and notice what is going around in politics. Do not believe everything you hear from the media?Look at what is being accomplished that has not been done for forty years. Make an astute calculation, why is impeachment in a closed door agenda? What are they hiding? Who is crooked? What is congress doing for the American people? I love The USA, good or bad it is for the people. Do not let Congress change our way of life. Let your voice be heard!
Excerpt from Understanding:
I went to the memorial of my friend’s nephew,
Of a hundred people that the young man knew.
He died at thirty, way before his time.
They celebrated him with choruses and rhymes.
Father, daughter, aunts, uncle, and friends,
To him in heaven their love they would send.
Joys of laughter and fun they would tell
About the young man who would leave them for a spell.
Not too many tears were fallen this day.
Only happiness and good cheer; he would want it this way.
Grandma would tell a story about the balloons.
Every one brought one; they were floating in the room.
It was about a dad and his two boys who went to the zoo
To escape sadness that afternoon.
They had lost a brother two and half weeks old,
A hardship that was hard to hold.
Walking in the zoo, they came upon a balloon stand.
The boys pestered the father for a balloon for their hand.
Again and again, they pestered dear dad
Until he relinquished instead of thinking them bad.
He smiled and patted their heads and turned to pay.
The boys released the balloons upward to their
The father turned and saw the balloons head to the blue skies.
He was angry and wanted to know why
They released the balloons to the sky.
The boys calmly said it was for their brother,
Who would never have a father or a mother,
Who could never go to the zoo
And have father buy him a balloon.
But on this day, in their loving way,
They showed the balloons were the right price to pay
To show the brother that they lost
The love they give at any cost.
We released our balloons and sent them on their way.
“Brother, nephew, cousin, friend—we love you!”
Timothy M. Nugent
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