A Blog about a pagan witch living in a very xtian state in the USA.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
just a rant
I was watching c-span today and they have a show on about the newest books that are coming out and the authors that have written them. Well, this new writer has written a book about how our country has become sissified and we need to go back to when we were children (my age is 36, so all of those people born during the late '60's and early '70's) and remember when we would ride our bikes without helmets and pads and actually had fun being one with a machine under our butts and not looking like a fucking robot on a bike, like we do now. Remember a time when playing on the playground was fun. We would swing as high as we could and jump off and learned a valuable lesson about gravity and felt good about the fact that even though we broke a leg or our arms, we finally were able to touch that one branch on the tree when we jumped off. Remember when getting a scratch or a bruise was a learning experience and the scar that came afterwards when the wound healed was a badge of honor. We have so pussied our own children to the world that they are now being covered in foam rubber and pretty much rolled in bubble wrap to protect them from the "dangers" that we grew up with that they will not know how to handle themselves when and if they have fallen off the bike, that's because we put padding and helmets on all our children. We have put padding on all playground equipment so that our children won't exprience the pleasure or excitement of falling down of getting those fabled badges of honor. We have put so much emphasis on protecting them that we, ourselves have forgotten our own childhoods. That we, as a species need to find out what "dangers" are out in the world that have medicated and sedated ourselves so much that we now think that we need our government to think for us, that we need our leaders to lead us away from preceived "dangers" that we installed a warning system (color coded) to tell us what "dangers" are around us and to protect ourselves from those "dangers". I am not saying that the world isn't a dangerous place by no means am I saying that. What I am saying is that we need to figure out what is dangerous and what isn't, ourselves. We know terrorists exists, we know that because of what happened on 9/11/2001, what we need to do is stop worrying about it, we know the dangers of terrorists and their extreme ideals that they are willing to die for. But, are we really willing to die for our own? Are we really ready to send our sons and daughters into a war that shouldn't have beed fought in the first place (but now that we are we should stay in and win)? I think that we as a people of the United States should stay in this thing and win it, if we pull out now, the rest of the world will become the big bully on the playground and try to manipulate and control us into doing whatever it wants. If we stay in this war and win it, then we will show the rest of the world "don't fuck with us". If we pull out now we would've just shown the rest of the world that we could be bullied into doing whatever the rest of the world wants. Korea and China as well as Russia will love it if we pulled out now, Iran would then do it's best to become the snot nosed asshole kid with the "I have all the magic: the gathering cards now and you don't have shit" attitude and try to get those other countries into some kind of an agreement and come after us. So, we should win this war and flip off the rest of the world and say "fuck you all, we are the best and we proved it" But I digress, back to what I was saying about our children, if we continue to overprotect them they will never learn a lesson about life. They will never know the joy of going super high on a swing, they will never know the joy of learning to get back on when they fall off the bike, they will never learn the joy I felt as a child whenever I finally touched the branch on tree when I swung my swing as hard and as fast as I could to get up to that branch and touched the sky. I may have broken my foot landing, but through the tears of joy I told my Dad that I finally touched the branch that I have been (seemed forever to a kid) trying to grab a hold of and won. He was so proud of me and yes he was concerned about my foot, but that was the best feeling in the world. He smiled and said, "Good for you, son, good for you, keep reaching for the stars." "Now, lets go to the hospital and have them take a look at that foot." That was the coolest thing in the world, to me. We have got to stop putting so much emphasis on protecting our children, and let them be themselves. I know that my son will be all right because he has learned that I won't always be there to protect him, that he has learned to protect himself. That the government shouldn't protect us so much that we become so coddled that we can't even think for ourselves, but that is exactly what Clinton wants, she isn't a "progressive liberal" that's just a coded phrase for socialist, it takes a village my ass, she is just another person trying to control you and your thoughts. So, that is my end of my rantings, try to have a nice day.
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