By: Brent Parrish
Lately, I haven’t been posting much. Apologies to some of my regular readers. But this is not a money-maker for me. And, quite frankly, I’m not sure if I’ll be posting much at all anymore. Why? I’m just plain fed up with it all. It’s affecting my psyche—my mental health. And the video above really says about everything I’m feeling and thinking right now. The young soldier in this video does my heart some good, considering that I think his sentiments and analysis of the current “sitch” is spot on. But it enrages me that so many just don’t give a damn. About anything, apparently.
This is really the source of my frustration: the “no response” factor … the “I don’t give a damn” factor. Most of the people I know (even some I am very close to) are completely disengaged and unconcerned with what is going on right now. This is the America I see now. An America, where, if it doesn’t directly affect me, then I don’t really give a flying !@#$.
Besides, it’s all somebody else’s fault. Right? I’m as pure as the wind-driven snow. It’s all those other people out there who need to get their act together. Look in the mirror? I wouldn’t dream of it.
It’s all your fault, anyway. Or people who look a lot like you … either way, it’s still your fault. All of it.
Welcome to the New America … the New West.
Things that should be self-evident truths are now regularly deconstructed and turned on their figurative heads. Karl Marx and Antonio Gramsci must be clapping like seals in their sulfur pits about now.
Yeah, I’m just venting … much like the young soldier in this video. If I were to write what I’m really thinking and feeling these days about the direction the world and this nation is taking, there would be nothing fit to print. The expletives and four-letter syntactical bombs would probably create some kind of tear in the space-time continuum, not to mention a brand new HTTP error right out of thin air (cf. Federal Reserve).
You know, I try to be an optimist. But I’m also a realist. I know when I’m just wasting my time … when I’m just banging my head against the proverbial brick wall. None of this is going to end well. There are just too many neurotically self-absorbed people whose brains have devolved to mere recticular formations, and who refuse to see the writing on the wall. How can that end well? It won’t. Period. We call that a “no-brainer” … in these here parts.
We’ve raised a couple of generations to hate their own country. Sure, America has some unsavory episodes in its history. Is their a nation that does not? Is there a people that does not? There isn’t a nation or people on this earth that hasn’t been conquered. There isn’t a nation on earth that is devoid of any dark chapters in its history. But no nation has done more for the cause of freedom and individual liberty than the United States—warts and all.
The United States has really been an anomaly in human history when it comes to individual liberty and freedom. Most of human history is a sad tale of mind-boggling tyranny and wanton self-destruction. Of course, the good ole USofA is not perfect. But, people are not perfect! Apparently many would like to drag us back to the dark days of the past, so we can be like “all the other nations.” You know, “level the playing field.” (This is the point where I jam a spoon down my throat.)
When I say I love this country, I mean it. It’s not because I’m so much in love with some vague, dreamy notion of America, or of some fanciful depiction of it that I’ve concocted in my own head. It’s because my family and friends live here. Granted, I’ve had my fair share of unpleasant experiences living in America. But I’ve seen with my own eyes and experienced the good this nation is capable of. I’ve met countless people in this nation throughout my life that I can only describe as decent and hard-working people. Mind you, I did not say perfect people. I said decent and good people. That’s what I’m fighting for. I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else.
But, I can’t not state that I’m utterly fed up with the political, economic and cultural situation in this nation, as it stands now. I am firmly of the opinion that there is no political “final solution” to our problems in America. Yet so many seem to believe that politics is the panacea of all our hopes and dreams. The American people have to wake up and organize themselves, or else. And I do think more of them have over the past few years. But not nearly enough, in my opinion.
Like I said, I’m a realist. None of this can end well, on our present course. But hey! who gives a damn. Right?
“Let the dead take care of their own dead.”
Back out quiet.