| Good morning! I hope that you've all had a wonderful week.
This weekend, I wanted to share my personal
feelings of sadness about where our country is right now. As I travel, I notice that elsewhere, the overwhelming number of people I meet love their countries. They speak about their history with pride. They explain their customs because they sincerely want you to know about the wonderful place they call home. They know there are problems (because where can you go that has no problems?) but they don't let it cloud their overall opinion that their country is the best country.
Meanwhile, in America, you see so many people today who are ashamed of our history, our culture, and our identity. We are a young country and have accomplished so much in the few hundred years we've been in existence, bringing us to the position of world leaders in economy, trade, military might, and much more. How could we possibly look at these feats with anything but pride and honor for our ancestors?
I'm not for a moment saying that we've
never historically done bad things - we certainly have. But nearly every country on the planet has a history with dark spots. That doesn't erase every good accomplishment. It just means that like individual human beings, mistakes were made and if we're smart, we learned from them and tried to do better.
I have to believe that this national shame that so many espouse on social media and in the mainstream is part of the Marxist destruction of self. Capitalism is the fuel that made our country great, and you see modern society denouncing it, replacing it with a philosophy that people should all get treated similarly no matter how much or how little they accomplish. What, then, is the motivation to be great? And how, in a world where young people are so confused about the very basis of their identities, can they focus on achieving things if they don't even know who they are?
When I was in my teens and twenties (I know, a
million years ago!), that was a time to set forth on the journey that would take me to where I am now. It was when I began to make my dreams a reality by getting an education, by working hard, by dabbling in various fields until I figured out what I was passionate about and how I could best contribute to society. I learned the importance of hard work, respect for others, courtesy when dealing with people, and holding true to my own values. I learned where I differed in opinion from my parents and where it turned out they were actually right. This is the healthy path you must take to become an independent, productive adult.
While there are some wonderful young people who are on this same journey, they face a world that is hostile to these traits.
Opinions, unless they are the opinions of the mainstream, are harshly stamped out, and indeed, lives are ruined if it's thought that you don't toe the politically correct
line. I cannot even imagine how I would've navigated today's world when I was 20. Heck, I don't know how to navigate it now without clumsily offending nearly everyone in my path.
But this new world is the one that has destroyed our sense of history and national pride, and that is the saddest thing of all.
Look at it from the perspective of these poor kids who are faced with this message each day. If we hate where we come from, then we hate who we are. We face shame and confusion in every interaction. We try to remove ourselves from this hated past but then, with no roots, who are we?
It's easy to say that young people should just pull it together and see the world as we see it, but we didn't spend twelve years in a school system
determined to destroy that sense of heritage. We didn't spend our free time on social media outlets and messaging apps that stamp out the opinions of our parents and replace them with the message that our parents are not just old-fashioned but actively bad people.
I suppose I'm writing this because I've been trying to look at it from the point of view of people from my own children's generation. It's easy for us to say, "Pshhh, kids today, bla bla bla horrible bla bla bla want everything for free bla bla bla." But that isn't productive. I think we need to understand them where they are.
I don't think all these kids are bad or lazy people. I don't think that they are budding criminals or that we as parents failed. I think that it's like they've fallen victim to a
cult - a cult that we sent them to five days a week and 8 hours a day because everyone goes to school. We went to school and turned out fine, so it's perfectly reasonable that we would've sent our children too.
Unfortunately, the school system was infiltrated over the past generation by people who were educated to destroy the very essence of what makes us American. And, like with all victims of cults, the only answer is intensive deprogramming.
It's hard to approach it with love when you see these young people who seem positively delusional smugly denouncing us and creating demons where there are none. But I think that when we have the opportunity to influence someone, love is the answer, not hate, not trying to shout over them. When we do that, we become the evil authority figures they've been taught that we are.
They have to come to these realizations themselves. Our job is to help them do
it. I don't have all the answers about how, but I do know that what we're doing right now isn't working.
I know. My barefoot love-peace-rock-and-roll hippie is showing. But there has to be a way forward, or there's no America left.
I hope you have a good week ahead. Talk to you soon!
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