4th of July 2020
I took a walk today and wondered if I would see even one
American flag. Shockingly, I did. The lone flag was not on the street in front
of the house, but tucked away behind a fence and down a path. My neighbors must
have known as well as I that an American flag, even on the 4th of
July, will invite vandalism. That is how far downhill this city has gone.
In contrast, every other house has some sort of Politically
Correct poster proclaiming that they are not racist. We Support…. We Stand Against Hate, All Families Welcome. In
fact here in Crazy Town, if you do not display such signage, then you
are obviously a racist.
Our less-than-patriotic city council has just cut over 9 million
dollars from the police budget to pay for reforms with the goal of transforming
how public safety is achieved, and to reimagine what public safety looks
like.
I must have missed something about our fabulous men and
women in blue and why they need to be transformed and reimagined.
They are the ones who are told to stand down when hoodlums wreak havoc and loot.
They are the professionals who must endure vile verbal assaults. They are the
ones who have had tear gas and pepper spray removed from use. They are not, and
have never been, anything but the best.
As a teenager, I saw lots of problems with the United
States. And I still do. But what really made me aware of just what a fantastic
country I live in, and when I truly became a patriot, was after having served
as a Peace Corps Volunteer in the late seventies.
Try living in a country where it is illegal to speak up against
the government. Or where if you are born in poverty there is nary a chance in
hell that you will be able to rise above it. Hear the stories of friends' relatives who were disappeared at midnight in government raids. These examples
and many more, made me thank my lucky stars I had been born American.
So where are our leaders standing up for our country and the
American way of life on this 4th of July? Where are Nancy, Diane,
and Kamala? These gals are actually from San Francisco. Why do they remain silent
while mobs intimidate, loot, vandalize, and exhort the public? By staying quiet,
they are endorsing the lawlessness. Why are they bowing down to Marxist anarchists
groups? They are all old enough to have been in school when they used to teach
history. A question, ladies: when did Marxism ever work out?
As much as I would like to attend a City Council meeting and
stand up for the police and voice my objection to many of their measures, I cannot.
This is not a free city.
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I am, unfortunately, stuck here, and I hate it. My plans for
escape have not been realized. I honestly thought that if I wrote some great,
light, fun books, I just might be able to make enough money to leave.
Up until recently, I’ve stayed away from politics in my
professional writing career. In my younger days, I read all the heavy books and
attended enough political speeches to last a lifetime. There is enough death
and destruction in the real world that I would never make it part of a novel.
Along with that, I have always felt that my mission in life was to
make people smile. However, times have changed. I now feel emboldened to speak
up, especially since the local city and state politicians are staying silent.
For any of you out there who would like a fun, enjoyable,
trip inside a book to take your mind off the present situation in our country,
why not try one of mine?
Happy 4th of July out there to all of you who
realize just how fortunate we are to live in the best country on earth.
