I have a happy link for later but now . . .
I was reading a good but terribly obvious article about how people make mountains out of molehills. You know, like Jesse Jackson and NOW and all those other groups of silly bored rich people with nothing better to do than rail against nigh-nonexistent problems in our society. Things are pretty good. Things are getting better all the time (the war notwithstanding). All in all you’ve got to think we are living in the golden age of man’s existence on earth. The war seems to me to be the last gasp of the old v. the new. Patriarchal, theocratic society, still largely based on Dark Age culture against modern, equalizing, liberal nationhood.
Back to my point.
The author of the aforementioned article seemed to think the problem was that people just never grow up. When you’re a child you see your opinions as being the most important thing in the world and these jokers just carry that into adulthood. I think of things somewhat differently. I think the problem lies in the fact that these people have never known anything but the most incredible freedom ever granted to human beings since the dawn of time. They’ve never lived under real tyranny. They don’t know what it’s like to really be a second class citizen. To not be able to vote. To not be able to go where you like and do what you want. To truly and honestly have your humanity stripped away and be a piece of property. Not having experienced true opression they take the ideals embodied in our founding documents to the absolute extreme and expect universal freedom. Nobody, nowhere can tell me what to do.
Bollocks.
The founders knew perfectly well that some things were out of bounds but even so, look how many things we’ve brought into bounds in our 226 years of existence.
I say we ship all the bleeding hearts to Iran or one of the African kleptocracies or really make them live as a common Cuban and then see how they feel when they come home. One should hope they’d see the light. One of my favorite quotes of all time? An immigrant was asked why he wanted to come to America. He replied, “I want to live where even the poor are fat.”