“The Christian ideal has not been tried and found wanting. It has been found difficult, and left untried.” – G.K.Chesterton
Today I watched the news. Yesterday I watched the news. Tomorrow I will watch the news. I’ll go to Facebook and read a multitude of funny statuses, I’ll watch a viral video of a dog refusing to get into a bath, or see a photo of the sunset that someone took with their camera while relaxing on a deck, cup filled with rum and coke. I’ll see Christmas celebrations, political cartoons, and someone will post about having a cold. I’ll know that the flu is going around, and that my old coworker had a date last night. I’ll see that over 100 children were mercilessly slaughtered in Pakistan so that the gunmen who took their lives without care could earn paradise and virgins after death, and below that, I’ll find a recipe for a Christmas cookie that is sure to blow the minds of all the guests at my next Christmas party. On Instagram I’ll see what Amy made for dinner, and what Jason’s new sunglasses look like. I’ll know that with only 3 ingredients I can make a cake in a mug that is sure to curb my craving for sweets, and I’ll know that JcPenney’s is selling the most adorable scarves. Somewhere in this mix I’ll see the casket of a soldier pulled off a plane, while a wife drapes herself over a flag, and if I scroll further down I’ll find that weight loss photo from Christy, and she’ll tell us the secrets to her success. On Twitter I’ll be told that the Government is warning against eating raw cookie dough, and that kids are unhappy with school lunches. I’ll learn that 4 little boys were beheaded by terrorists, and that the chemicals in my hand soap could lead to cancer. I’ll find that I can lose 5 pounds in a month if I drink 2 liters of water every day, and that my state may run out of salt for the roads. I’ll scroll past the face of someone killed on the street, and I’ll click on a link that shows us what a child would look like if her parents were Tom Hiddleston and Jennifer Aniston. I’ll take a test to see what color my personality is, and behind the little pop-up containing my questions I’ll see the number of women and children who are trapped like animals in the sex trade industry. I’ll go to a Christian Christmas celebration and I’ll listen to women and men discuss cookies, their children, and how good God is to them, and in the time it takes them to tell me how God has blessed their family, where their daughter goes to school, and how they like to spend their weekends, a child’s life will be obliterated in a womb somewhere in my own country, a daughter, maybe my age, will be raped in the Middle East because she is a sex slave, or maybe a young black man in Chicago will be killed, and I’ll never learn their names.
“Is life not full of opportunities for learning love? Every man and woman every day has a thousand of them. The world is not a playground; it is a schoolroom. Life is not a holiday, but an education. And the one eternal lesson for us all is how better we can love.” – Henry Drummond
I’ve spent more time than I’d like to admit scrolling through the void and the empty. I enjoy moments of light hearted discussion, funny statuses, and the levity of everyday life. My family laughs, we laugh all the time, and I’m thankful for this gift, but as I look around this world as 2014 comes to an end, I see so much pain, and I see Christians sitting on the sidelines, or in many cases, just adding to the pain. There’s nothing wrong with enjoying life and the blessings we have been granted, but in our happiness, our heart must break for those mourning. I read a story about a girl who was burned alive, and the world was sickened. Days later we find that she dated a gang member, and the sickened responses changed into opinions of responsibility on her part for dating a gang member. She may have been hanging around the wrong crowd, but is her life somehow less valuable because of such a choice? It’s as though upon learning who her friends were will make her bed less empty, or her parents less broken. Is she less worthy of a post on your wall because of her dating history? I just keep asking myself, “when will we care again?” When will we begin to see the life behind the story? When will we shake with revolt at injustice? When will we see an unborn child, and not a problem? When will we see a daughter, and not a statistic? When will we see a father, and not some aged criminal selling loose cigarettes? When will we see people as Christ sees them? When will we see a son, and not a gang member? When will we see a child desperately wanted by God, and not just a recruited 8 year-old in the Middle East wielding a gun? In the same way that the left should see a brother, and not just a soldier. A father, and not just an ambassador that became collateral damage. A son, and not just a border patrol agent who was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
That’s not to say that justice should not be served. We can seek justice, and still feel heartbreak when it is fulfilled. When we no longer feel heartbreak, we are the ones in need of the heavy hand of justice. I see jokes online about human life that was lost and it makes me angry, I see people that try to belittle a life so that they can bolster another person or sell a t-shirt, and it makes me angry. I see people disregarding human life and then posting a bible verse, and I honestly don’t know what to say.
My prayer is that in 2015 we find a way back to who we are as Christians. That we find value in every life, or what that life could have been in a better world, even if that life is lost in a justifiable manner. I pray that we see that each life, regardless of what they wear, where they live, and what crimes they have committed, was formed by our creator. While their end may be justified, our response is not. Evil will always exist, but we can stop feeding it by allowing ourselves to be desensitized, we can stop feeding it by taming our egos, we can stop feeding it by ending our hunger for power. That doesn’t mean we let injustice go without punishment, it means that we enter all debates facing our country with a heart that desperately wishes that life was not lost, if we did so, jokes would be out of the question. A human life is not a punchline or a one-liner for our t-shirt. That doesn’t mean that we can’t share our favorite recipes on Facebook, but it does mean that we should stop and reflect on the pain and ask ourselves what we can do to help. How can I be a voice for this woman, man, or child. How can I attribute value to this life before I scroll down to see the cartoon my friend posted? How can I look at this from a different perspective? It means starting the base of your opinion first on what Christ would be concerned with, the life, and build our opinions from there, not on our preferred hero, or our assigned winner. Always remembering that a life with a future, a life that could have been lived for Him, a life that He found value in, was lost.
“Truth demands confrontation; loving confrontation, but confrontation nevertheless.” – Francis Schaeffer
Basically, Christians, we can do better. We can love better. We can be better at being His face to the world, and that might mean giving up your fandom, it might mean losing likes on Facebook. Last week it hit me that I can get a multitude of likes for a one-liner about Hillary Clinton, while a status about Eric Garner or beheaded children in the Middle East goes unnoticed. We can do better than that. It doesn’t mean that we can’t enjoy statuses about Hillary, it just means that we shouldn’t shield ourselves from something that we don’t want to hear or read. It means that degrading a life, or ignoring an injustice because you don’t have a partiality towards the victim, can’t be fixed by a status about your blessings, and a bible verse that serves as no more than a cherry on top of your blessed sundae.
Merry Christmas, and may your Holiday be filled with the warmth and love of a God that sees worth in all of His creations. May our hearts be molded to be more like His, and less like the world’s. May we see people through His eyes, void of labels. May our hearts break for what breaks His.
“Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.” – Winston Churchill
I’ve seen a lot of both positive and negative responses to Emma Watson’s UN speech. I was asked for my opinion of her speech by a few people on Facebook and Twitter. So, here I am, typing away.
So, without further ado, here is my bucket of thoughts on the matter -
I didn’t hate it, I didn’t like it, personally I felt it was much like my favorite stuffed bear I had as a child. Not Emma Watson, mind you, but her speech. I loved that bear. My bear was soft, fluffy and comforting. It somehow made me think that the Boogeyman would avoid my room. Well, in reality, the Boogeyman never existed, and my bear would have been completely useless if an intruder broke in to kidnap me. My bear would have just sat there in its adorable clown outfit while I was raped and murdered. Emma’s speech was adorable, and completely useless. It was a teddy bear pretending to be a Rottweiler. Not only that, it furthered the idea that us civilized people are ridiculously narcissistic.
Example: The woman living in the Middle East being stoned to death after she was raped is not so concerned about Obama’s White House paying their female workers less.
Example: The homosexual sentenced to death in Saudi Arabia is, I’m guessing, not so concerned about whether your male friend can feel free to let his emotions floweth.
Example: The little girl suffering through genital mutilation is probably not worried about the fact that Emma was called “bossy.”
To quote Justin Timberlake, “cry me a river” came to mind.
Now, I’m not saying that little issues shouldn’t be addressed, but addressing them in a room with world leaders – a large portion of them still allowing women to be brutalized – is wildly silly. It’s like sitting in a room with Michael Vick and his followers and trying to encourage them to support a Tempur Pedic dog line because your buddy Fido seems to be a bit achy in the morning.
“When I was 8, I was called bossy because I wanted to direct a play we would put on for our parents. When at 14, I started to be sexualized by certain elements of the media. At 15, my girlfriends started dropping out of sports teams because they didn’t want to appear masculine” she boldly proclaims to the man that thinks women should be held down and mutilated so that they don’t feel pleasure during sex.
“At 18, my male friends were unable to express their feelings” she tearfully says while trying to convince a world leader that thinks homosexuals should be beheaded.
“Both men and women should feel free to be sensitive” she says to a world leader who let dogs eat his uncle.
Side note: For people that claim to respect science more than anyone else, those that applaud the idea that men and women should be treated the same emotionally have completely rejected biology so as to create their own overarching moral system. Period. Men and women are different, suicides and depression increased when we started denying this.
So, in the end you can say, “It was meant for the world, not just for the men and women in the room!”, and yet it will still be about as effective as Obama’s hashtag diplomacy in getting anything done. It is ivory tower theatrics, Thurston and Lovey Howell-esque rhetoric. No offense, Emma darling, but the way I feel about your speech is similar to how your side would feel if Romney complained about money. It’s like a pageant contestant saying that they want to end world hunger while standing in a $2000 gown with a cloud of hairspray looming above their head. It’s adorable, it’s predictable, and “powerful” according to a magazine that will spend more than I will make in a lifetime ensuring that they get the first photo of the next celebrity baby named after a piece of fruit. Excuse me if I don’t raise my glass of Dom Perignon to their ability to relate to the little people and decide what is “powerful.”
Sounds harsh? Yes. Yes it does. Life is harsh.
Emma cited Edmund Burke saying, “all that is needed for the forces of evil to triumph is for good men and women to do nothing.” In actuality, that wildly popular quote was never found in his writings, and for the sake of the discussion I’ll post his exact words:
“When bad men combine, the good must associate; else they will fall, one by one, an unpitied sacrifice in a contemptible struggle.”
Same meaning, but interestingly enough, I doubt that she would use Edmund Burke as a point of reference in any other way. Why? Well, when he was making these statements, he was simultaneously saying that the preservation of citizens and the success of a country are intrinsically linked to Christianity. He spoke on the rights of ALL men, and the need for restraint of passions frequently. Not to put words in his mouth, but I’m going to go out on a limb and say that he’d have quite a few words for women dressed in vagina costumes fighting to remove rights from innocent infants. He wouldn’t support the various government programs that are aimed not at equality, but at giving the weaker sex as many handouts as possible so as to keep them enslaved (I didn’t call them weaker, liberals did by their actions). That’s not equality, Emma.
She spent a good portion of time discussing why she believes feminism has lost its zest. She claims that it is all about the false man hating rhetoric. I would challenge that position. I would say that it is because we have stripped feminism of its purpose. We have lost sight, Emma. I would say that we traded principles for weapons grade stupidity. There is a woman that sent her child to school with vagina cookies, Emma. Vagina cookies. Then she told the teacher that didn’t particularly appreciate them that she wished her future husband would abuse her for not happily accepting the vagina cookies. There is a woman who changed into a man, and then fought to teach breastfeeding AS a man. He won. A major part of the 2012 election revolved around the words “free contraception.” We call Beyonce empowering for prancing around in a thong and doing sexual favors for her man because she “just wanna be the girl you like.” The word “feminism” is rejected by women with brains not only because so called “feminists” act like man haters, but also because they’ve dumbed us down to petty, weak, ignorant, drama loving toys who don’t care about what is happening to our own sex in other countries.
See, Emma, back in the day women’s rights meant something. We started off saying, “WE ARE MORE THAN OBJECTS!!!!” and have now moved to “LOOK, WE ARE SHINY OBJECTS!!!!” and we pretend that it has something to do with loving our bodies. We started off by saying that life in the womb was sacred, now we are just vending machines that can be emptied and reused. The feminist movement started off by saying that we have minds, that we have individual opinions, and that we should have the right to voice those opinions and be taken seriously. Now we have moved towards the idea that if we don’t support Sir Nurses-A-Lot we don’t care about female empowerment. Emma, I can’t take the lady that sent cookies decorated as vaginas to school with her 2nd Grade daughter seriously. Honestly, at this point I wouldn’t be surprised if she finger paints on her walls with peanut butter and calls herself Picasso.
Feminists of today do not deserve the title. Say I take a can of Spam and slap the label “Steak” on it… Would that make the Spam a steak? No. It would make me desperate to sell you Spam under false pretenses so as to get a higher profit that I shouldn’t receive. This is what feminism has done. It has taken what the original feminists believed to be oppression, and labeled it by a familiar name that makes other people think that they are doing something worthy of their accolades.
Emma spoke of being sexualized, as though it was unwelcomed. Yet she took home a paycheck from Burberry and Lancôme. That’s not an issue in need of calling in the feminist brigade to save her from the grimy hands of men, that’s an issue that feminists themselves have created. They are not consistent in their complaints. They don’t want to be sexualized, but when they get paid to be sexualized it is beautiful because then it is somehow taking pride in their body. They have decided when they get to be a victim, and that doesn’t work.
The problem is that feminism works kind of like a 5 year-old child left to clean his room by himself. Mom comes to the door and suddenly he’s cleaning, Mom walks away and then he is playing again. Emma Watson steps up to a microphone and suddenly it’s all about respecting ourselves and equality, Emma steps away from the microphone and it goes back to being reruns of the vagina monologues and genital pastries. They fight phantom monsters because going after the real monsters are too scary. They don’t have the ability to be a voice for brutalized women because they are too scared to step out of line and be labeled an anti-feminist. The feminists I know are only as brave as their edgy t-shirts and tampon earrings will permit them to be. Heaven forbid they say something that Wendy Davis, Sandra Fluke, and Hillary Clinton wouldn’t agree with.
Feminism hasn’t become a negative term because it has been given a bad rap, it has become a negative term because the current leaders and voices of the movement are idiots.
Some people may be reading this and thinking, “Well, Emma never said that she blatantly supported abortion, nor did she go into detail on her own personal beliefs.” I concur, but that is irrelevant. What is relevant is who is absorbing her message, and what conclusions they come to. What group did this empower? That matters. As much as I’d love to think that there will simply be a bunch of little girls running around saying, “I’m not bossy” – while I hope they one day grow up into someone that isn’t rendered powerless or weakened by a 5 letter word – I know that it won’t end there.
I know that the people doing a fist bump were the individuals that wish to allow little boys into little girls rooms because they “feel different,” without taking any care to evaluate what that might do to the little girls. Because the child that feeds their rhetoric is important, the other children aren’t. A confused little boy shouldn’t have to use the little boy’s room, but the vast number of little girls who will now be confused just need to “get over it” and learn tolerance.
I know some of the individuals who screamed “AMEN” during her speech are the very people that think slicing an infant’s spine at 8 months along is acceptable.
I know that some of those rejoicing over this speech are the very individuals who have turned their back on women, called Islam the religion of peace, and ignored the screams of the millions of brutalized women. All in the name of the cause though, right?
I know that many of those giving Emma accolades are the very same people that don’t think that I should have a gun to protect myself. They fight on behalf of men that may wish to brutalize me, and yet call themselves feminists.
THAT is what matters.
I would have been more impressed had she pointed to her audience and said something similar to the following:
“We as women will give a voice to the child brides and the victims of sex slavery. We will fight for the women that you have allowed to be brutalized. We will ask good men to join us, and we will stand up to men like you. We will stand strong, we will be powerful, and we will be heard. We will show you that we are not mere objects, that we are not weak, and that those silenced by your governments will be remembered. We will not support a porn industry that has aided in the slavery of women. We will no longer let you insult our intelligence. We will be valued. We will not fall for propaganda that leads to us electing leaders that have empowered you. Leaders that have helped you to continue harming us. We refuse to adapt the victim mentality.”
I know I sound like I’m being hard on Emma. I am. I think she means well, but I don’t agree with her on many points, and I refuse to pretend like I do. I support the original goals of the feminist movement, and I support my ability to come to a conclusion that is not spoon fed to me by the religion of feminism. Because THAT is what feminism was originally about.
First off, I must apologize again for the amount of time between posts. So far it has been a crazy year, but I promise that I am getting back on track.
So, on a scale from 1 to Black Friday in Bath & Body Works, how overwhelmed by all of the Obama scandals are you?
Seriously, I sat down and made a list of all the current topics I could blog about, and the list grew so long that my brain shut down. I found myself spacing out while staring sideways at my list, similar to how I speechlessly stared sideways when I encountered that lady in Walmart that asked me where the milk was while I was shopping on the complete opposite side of the store….in the paint aisle.
So, my friends, I’m going to blog about some of the topics on my list, but this blog post isn’t really about them; it’s about you.
*Pulls first topic out of the bucket labeled “Facepalm”*
Lois Lerner Emails:
My phone contacts all have the name of my actual contact, and also “& NSA” attached to them:
“Mom & NSA”
“Beth & NSA”
“Chris & NSA”
Etc….Get it? Ha ha ha. Ha.
At first it was just a joke, an ironic joke, but a joke nonetheless. The funny part about this “joke,” is that it was entirely possible. Why? Because our country is technologically savvy, to a fault. That’s why when I heard that Lois Lerner had 2 years’ worth of emails lost, I laughed. Then I laughed even more. Then I cried from laughing. Then I cried for the people that believed this unmitigated rubbish. Then I worried about the offspring of those who believed it, and the possibility that their parents were the type of individuals who thought that the milk was over by the paint. Then I started laughing again. This cycle continued for at least 4 hours, it was exhausting. So I laughed myself to sleep, then after my nap I proceeded to laugh again.
I’m not even going to explain WHY this made me laugh so hard. If you need an explanation, I just want to inform you of a useful fact: The milk is NOT by the paint in Walmart. I think Paul Ryan said it best, “This is unbelievable…Nobody believes you.” I don’t believe that ANYONE can be that simple minded. You know that the emails aren’t lost. I’m giving the human race the benefit of the doubt by assuming that everyone knows this is a lie, and that those that are saying it’s not a lie, are in fact lying themselves. Kind of like how I gave the lady in Walmart the benefit of the doubt, maybe she’s never been in my Walmart…or any other Walmart.
All in all, we should be deeply offended. They actually think we are that stupid. That says a lot.
*Sticks hand into the “Facepalm” bucket and pulls out another topic.*
Is this in any way defensible, People? I love how all of the individuals that are free after this debacle, yet shouldn’t be, see America as the big bad bully of the world. They all feel that our Country needs to be taken down a notch. They all find our principles, Constitution, and way of business to be flawed. That includes the 5 terrorists released, you know, the people that want us dead, and Bergdahl.
Oh. And our President and all the manipulating, cheating, treasonous bureaucrats that supported him during this dangerous and illegal trade.
There’s no excuse. None. Zip. Nada. Nein. Nai. And for our friends who speak Swahili: “Hapana.”
We’ve reached that point in time when those we elect are giving more trust to deadly terrorists than they give us. No seriously, let that stew in your prefrontal cortex for a while.
*Hand dips back down in “Facepalm” bucket*
ISIS & Weapons of Mass Destruction:
So, ISIS stole the non-existent weapons that Saddam never had, because they never existed, because that was all just a Republican conspiracy theory. (Insert axis of evil joke here.)
Oh, and I know that right now you’re wondering why that all matters, thinking to yourself, “Let’s get to the important questions when it comes to Iraq…Like, are the tortured and beheaded civilians of Iraq fully educated on Climate Change?”…Have no fear, John Kerry and Bill Nye have all of those bases covered for you.
*In order to save time, Marybeth pulls out 4 topics from the “Facepalm” bucket*
Can we please stop picking on innocent American citizens and the First Amendment? Do the American people realize that some of those we elected to represent us are now actively trying to silence us?
Dear Harry Reid, Stop. Just stop. You show more distain for the Koch brothers than you do for the recently released terrorists who prefer a death penalty that involves rape, torture, and beheading. Let’s treat the philanthropists just a bit better, eh?
SIDE NOTE: There’s a VERY thin line between politicians protecting you, and getting the chance to have them sic the Gestapo on you for a thought crime. Remember that very important detail when you don’t think that a Conservative blogger should be able to say that Obama is irresponsible.
Everyone is screaming about how we can’t blame Obama for what the Patent and Trademark Office did. Alright, I’ll go to the special land of Selective Verbiage with you. You’re right, Obama didn’t throw down his gauntlet and demand the change, but the government that he has empowered has figured out that they can weaponize government agencies, and that’s basically the same thing. Patent and Trademark Office, IRS, Department of Education, etc. are attacking the people of the United States because they hold different beliefs than the Left.
Bergdahl is home after betraying the United States, and it cost us a considerable amount of danger. An uncountable number of lives could potentially be lost because of this switch in the years to come. Yet, our government will sit silently while a dedicated American Sergeant is held captive in Mexico. Revolting.
Wow. Just wow. THIS is what you get with socialized medicine. Period. We can do better, and there is SO much more to say on this topic, enough to get a blog post of its own, and it will. This is just proof that our government is violently out of control.
Maybe in the near future I’ll give detailed views on these subjects, as well as many others, but for now I just wanted to give an overview.
As for this being directed at you, it’s directed at you because the mid-term elections are coming up. I would say that they are even more important than the Presidential election. It is time for you to speak up, it is time for you to care, and it is time for you to find your voice before it is silenced. This isn’t about your wallet, this is about the fact that people are dying because of the policies that these politicians are pushing. It’s about them being too weak to even bring up the LONG OVERDUE idea of impeaching our President.
Show them that you are willing to do what is right for those you love, and for those who NEED you to be their voice.
*Pulls paper from the “Reasons Why Hillary Clinton Shouldn’t be President” bucket*
1975 Audio Recording:
We now have a tape of Hillary laughing about the 1975 case involving the rape of a child. Hillary also attacked the credibility of the 12 year-old rape victim, saying that the 6th grader fantasized about older men, and wanted the inappropriate relationship. So, in other words, the 12 year-old child, who probably still had dolls and read Nancy Drew, wanted the 41 year-old man to force himself on her in his car, parked on the side of the highway.
By the way…Feminists are defending Hillary.
I’m going to go ahead and black out for while… *blank stare*
I’m quite careful when labeling issues as “taboo,” I believe that we tend to label too many issues with this description in an attempt to “pick up the torch,” per se. It gives us a false sense of purpose, and instead of simply talking about the subject, or bringing awareness, we instead make it an uncomfortable topic when most of the time it wasn’t one to begin with.
I’m not insinuating that some subjects aren’t truly taboo, because clearly there are many. My point is to simply note that talking about certain subjects removes the taboo, labeling it “taboo” for some self-serving purpose, does not. It always boggles my mind to google and find thousands of different blog posts about one “taboo” subject. I have that special little, “I do not think that word means what you think it means” moment.
To my point – If there is a beloved female in the conservative movement right now, it is Dana Loesch. She is worshipped on twitter, and held in high regard in the majority of conservative circles. So in the beginning of last week I stifled my opinion for the most part, especially since I kept thinking to myself that speaking negatively against Dana is “taboo,” so “just don’t do it” flooded my mind. Then I found myself writing a letter to The Blaze, and in said letter I proclaimed the opposite of what I had said in my silence:
“So while the crowd follows this type of vitriol with excited anticipation for the next “take down,” there are some of us who have never followed, tail wagging, behind the popular girl who purposefully hurts people to get a laugh or a pat on the back. I never have, and I won’t start now.”
SO, here I am to put my money where my mouth is after calling out my own hypocrisy, even if no one was privy to its existence in this particular case.
As noted above, last week I sent a letter to The Blaze concerning The Dana Show, and while I won’t share the entire letter, I do plan on sharing bits of said letter throughout this blog piece.
As a Conservative, very little that the left does makes me cringe anymore. I’ve learned to accept the depravity that accompanies most of their ideologies, especially those that have an incredibly destitute view of human value. Don’t get me wrong, there are decent people on the left side of the aisle, but the policies themselves wreak of principles that embrace proclivities for the sheer sake of self satisfying goals.
That said, I find myself cringing quite often these days when reading the, almost villainous, replies from fellow Conservatives. So, this blog post is for those of us who wish to be more in this world than a cheap and forgettable witty comeback. So, pretty much everyone. If you don’t fall into that category, you probably shouldn’t be reading my blog.
I can be sarcastic, a lot, but I try to remain sarcastic towards the beliefs or stance of a person while making truth and honesty the forefront of my arguments, not their personhood, and I always keep it clean. Why? Because why shouldn’t I? Should I fight back with material that only serves to demonstrate a possible absence of substance? That’s exactly what the elitist “progressives” crave. They want us to get down into the mud and play their game, because then they’ll photograph us when we’re muddy and use them as a weapon against us; rightfully so, I might add. This doesn’t make me special, or superior, it simply makes me reasonable. Do I think things about some people that I shouldn’t? Of course, but like most people, I try to control myself.
So what happened to make me write a letter to The Blaze? A woman called Dana a “bitter hag.”
Call me cold hearted, this would not even budge my feelings enough to garner a reply. I wouldn’t be rendered speechless out of offense, I would be rendered speechless out of a need to conserve precious time that this particular comment would waste with an unwarranted reply. Yet this comment was used as the catalyst for a childish “yo momma” segment. “You’re gonna love this,” Dana declared before reading the “bitter hag” comment in her character voice of the day, to the sound of intimidating music.
Hmmmm…probably not, Dana.
As I mention in my letter, “When I think of the things that she has been called, or what I’ve been called, or pretty much anything else that any other conservative woman has been called, “bitter hag” is an incredible upgrade.” I stand by that statement, and my reasoning was clarified later on in the letter:
“Have we crossed the isthmus? Are we no longer able to voice personal opinions without juvenile Mean Girl-esque attempts to personally attack someone? More importantly, did being called a “bitter hag” really offend Dana that deeply? Or was it a convenient way to get the “attaboy” accolades from the masses? If she was offended that deeply, I’m forced to reconsider my personal opinion that she is a strong conservative woman. If it was the latter, I’m forced to reconsider my opinion that she is a strong conservative voice of reason.”
Why was I so impassioned by this particular segment? After reading the comment, Dana proceeded to show a picture of this woman, then showcased a photo of this woman’s mother. She then proceeded to verbally assault this woman on her overbite, attacked her facial features, her couch, her hair, and also made fun of their looks in comparison to her family’s self-proclaimed superior looks. Oh, to be so blessed aesthetically. Somewhere within the diatribe there was even a z-snap, then it ended with a final jab that taught the woman a lesson about helping her frizzy hair to be tamed with a dime size amount of conditioner.
Too far, Friends. Too far.
My below reply to her may seem harsh, but her response to this woman was the quintessential villainous response from Conservatives that I’ve grown to fear:
“My elderly family members are, shockingly, not supermodel candidates. I’m guessing that this reality is shared by, well, everyone that doesn’t have a 50 year old supermodel Grandmother. Imagine that, people get old and unattractive, and if your daughter calls someone a “bitter hag,” your photo can be paraded and mocked on TV by a woman with an Ichthys tattooed on her wrist.”
Every person that she ever debates will probably have an elderly family member or an unattractive feature. Come on, it’s low hanging fruit. Female empowerment does not find its core in the arrogance of the popular girl, female empowerment is found in our ability to think rationally. If we can’t move above grade school tactics, we are just as immature as those who buy votes with “free” contraceptives and degrading “first time” commercials that are specifically targeting an audience that they assume is of lesser intelligence, i.e., women.
I disagreed with the hate mail portion of The Dana Show to begin with, but this was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Why, you might ask, was this so important to me? Important enough to create a letter? Because I know that Dana is capable of thought provoking points, she is talented in opening the eyes of those she debates with, and she is incredibly intelligent. All of those qualities are lost on the other side if this is how she plans to conduct her behavior. As I said in the letter, the hate mail segments just seemed to cross the line between wit and obnoxious to me, even though they did nothing to offend me.
If she read her hate mail with a Darth Vader mask I’d be a bit more amused…maybe. Probably not, but it’s a possibility.
I felt in a way that it was belittling to women. Is this how we see ourselves? As sniveling beings in need of pointless vent sessions using various accents for theatrics? Maybe I’m on my own little island when it comes to that view point. Or, maybe I realize that if I wasn’t grounded in my opinions, and I was looking for a side that was speaking the truth, I would pass up the theatrics and look for the adults with facts.
So now the question is posed to us: What do we want to be known for when it comes to our political opinions? For our, questionable at best, wit when it comes to producing nicknames, e.g., “Obummer,” and “Moochelle,” or our ability to comprehend the Labor Force Participation data? For our solid z-snap, or our dedication to fighting for the voiceless? Whether we can weaken our opponents into a crying hot mess over their hair texture, or whether we can present them with facts that leave them unable to intelligently defend their position?
I know what I’ve chosen.
Sarcasm and wit lighten the mood, or get your point across in a more direct manner, when used in the right context. But when they are used to attack a person extraneously, as she has done sporadically in the past, they only serve to demonize the views of conservative women everywhere. We should find our views to be substantial and without need for petty attacks that speak to the supposed ignorance they accuse us of having. Not because we need them to think we have a factual viewpoint, but because we do have a factual viewpoint. We don’t need the petty attacks, because we have the truth. Personal attacks are nothing but unmitigated nonsense when either side participates in their furtherance, and beyond that, they are harmful to conservative women who stand on reasoning and facts.
Alright. Now I feel better. Time for coffee.
A while back I wrote Defining a Monster (click here for link to post), this is my follow up:
My 5 year-old nephew runs into the room slamming his fists to the ground, pretending as though he were the star of an action packed blockbuster. Our masked vigilante valiantly fighting the evils of the world that’s located inside his vivid imagination with his staggering height and built muscles, which also only exist in his vivid imagination. He’s still at the age where he thinks that finishing off his potatoes will bring instant results to his muscle mass. I remember being little and constantly thinking of stories in my head, I look at him and just think of the wheels that must be turning. The momentary bravery it takes to fight the elusive “bad guy” that he’s created, and then the innocence of the hero that suddenly needs milk with his brownie and pizza.
As we entered the new year, I noticed a lack of excitement that normally accompanies the determination that somehow gets harpooned into our souls when the clock strikes midnight. It was as if we spent all of 2013 sailing closer and closer to Cape Horn, and as we stood on the ship deck counting down the minutes to midnight we contemplated the dangers of the waters soon to be traveled. Instead of the ball dropping in time square, we saw the high winds, the sharp rocks, the daunting icebergs; all of the dangers ahead would surely find us to be inexperienced sailors in well over our head, and they would undoubtedly take advantage at every possible turn. I don’t think it’s a secret, 2014 is not a number known for its coming joys for America.
Since the new year we have faced insurance difficulties, as well as an updated projection from the CBO for what we should expect for future full-time job loss due to the ACA. The expected numbers more than doubled, and the part time epidemic is set to take hold due to insurance regulations. Additionally, yet another poor job report was released last week that seems to prove the pessimistic economists to be prophets. I’ll definitely be talking about some of those issues in the coming posts, but today I wanted to do something different.
I am not always the most delicate in my deliverance of opinion. I find the truth to be best when it’s laid out bare; admittedly, concerns over the brittleness of eggshells rarely infiltrate my mind. Reason is of the utmost importance to me, to a fault I might add. There’s no denying that God has His hands full with me and my unbridled skepticism, I surely earn my place on the cross daily. Have you ever played 20 questions with a 5 year old? Now imagine your patience level by question 50. Now tack on a couple million questions and you might have a feeling for what God endures from this daughter of His.
Issues & debates are puzzles, puzzles need to be solved. Period. I have to shut that part of me down sometimes, followed by walking away due to the fact that shutting that part down is normally not a process I’m willing to perform twice. My tolerance level for discursiveness is not what one would note as “desirable“, for me it’s like taking the organized puzzle pieces and throwing them on the ground in an attempt to complete the puzzle. It doesn’t make sense. More so, I find that we are far too delicate in matters that call for unabashed truth, and often brash in matters that call for delicacy. It’s the human condition colliding with Christianity that I wrote about in my last post. So while some may charge me with being too critical of the Christian, “my own kind”, I’ve always been more apt to lean on the side of logic and ignore the social norms of Sunday night potluck positivity.
Growing up I loved things that glowed in the dark; stars on a ceiling, secret notes on black paper, etc. (Clearly I was meant to be a spy.) But I always remember those things being so dull when all of the lights were on. You couldn’t see them or admire their contributions to the dark in a fully lit room. We used to run and find a room that had no windows, the darker the better; every step into the darkness made the secret words on black paper easier to read, every bit of sun that disappeared made the stars brighter. Some may accuse me of dwelling on the negative, or obsessing with the world. That’s their opinion. I don’t dwell on the negative, I just care deeply about those swallowed up by the negative. I’m not obsessed with the world, I simply hurt for those in its grasps. And sometimes, I turn off all the lights and look in the darkness for that glimmer of light that refused to buckle in to the black. My admiration for those glimmers of light and how Christ used them outweigh any assumptions of my obsessions with the repugnance of the world in my mind. To be honest, I am filled with hope, overflowing with gratitude for my Savior, and breathlessly amazed at how He moves in this world. As the song goes, I pray that my heart continues to break for what breaks His.
SO, in honor of the approaching sharp rocks, I couldn’t think of anything more fitting than to write about a few men that saw danger and met it with heroic determination. In a world where Iron Man is idolized and Thor is worshiped, sometimes the most heroic of men go unnoticed. Right now I’m content with my nephew’s infatuation with Captain America and his powerful shield that brings down the evil that stalks the world, but someday I hope his adoration and interests are held by men who didn’t need a shield; men with hearts that shook the world more than The Hulk’s mighty fists ever could. The logic that appealed to the natural instinct of self-preservation in these men was trumped by the logic of human worth and hope, which is itself an act that defies the idea of a Godless world and speaks to the greatest form of proof for Him that we can experience daily. That is why sometimes it’s a good thing to acknowledge the dark.
“We do not know what a Jew is, we know only men.” – Words spoken by Andre Trocme when asked by the Nazis to produce a list of Jews. Andre lived in Le Chambon-sur-Lignon, France during the Holocaust. He, along with his wife, were responsible for helping what is believed to be over 4000 Jewish refugees find homes in his city. He, as the “spiritual leader”, encouraged the townspeople to do the work of God. He continued to tell his followers that when the Nazis came and took him away – for his refusal to provide a list – that they were to continue in the effort to save as many as they could. He woke up every morning to the realization that his life could end, or that he would be imprisoned, and everyday his ethical convictions drove him to continue. Thankfully, he survived the war and passed away in 1971.
Giovanni Palatucci was an Italian Police Official and chief of the Foreigners’ Office. He was put in charge of the Adriatic seaport of Fiume (Croatia). In 1938 the anti-Jewish laws were put into place, and he disobeyed said laws. He forged travel papers for hundreds of Jews so that they could flee persecution. In 1943 the government fell and was occupied by the Nazis. He was ordered to arrest the Jews and have them deported to concentration camps. Simply defying orders would have led to his termination and be of no help to the Jews, so he devised and executed a plan to have over 5000 Jews sent to a refugee camp that was managed by his uncle. He then destroyed records of all the refugees, and they were saved from the imminent doom that would have met them in Nazi concentration camps. He died at the age of 35 after being arrested by the Gestapo and sent to a concentration camp for his actions. He knew what his actions would cost him if exposed, and yet he charged ahead with a bravery that would put us all to shame.
Chiune Sugihara was a Japanese Diplomat. As vice-consul for a Japanese consulate in Lithuania, he kept his country updated on the actions of both the Nazis, and the Soviet troops. Once the Nazi invasion of Lithuania began, the Jews were scrambling for ways to escape the Nazis that were rounding them up like cattle. It is unknown how many Jews Chiune saved, some speculate that it was 5000, others believe a more accurate number to be 10,000. He was issuing visas to anyone that came to him, writing them for 18 hours a day, violating direct orders in the name of human compassion. Even while he was en route to the train station after being reassigned, he was handwriting visas and throwing them out the car window for desperate Jews. Many of the passports in the crowd were still unstamped when he boarded the train, so he threw his official stamp into the crowd for them to use. Hence why the number of Jews he saved is impossible to even try to calculate.
“I cannot allow these people to die, people who have come to me for help with death staring them in the eyes. Whatever punishment may be imposed on me, I know I should follow my conscience.” – Chiune Sugihara
Chiune Sugihara was finally recognized in 1985 for his heroic rescue of so many Jews. He passed away in 1986.
Does it not concern anyone else that these men disobeyed direct orders, put their lives on the line, one actually losing his life, and yet we don’t speak out about issues because we don’t want to be “divisive” with our dinner party friends? Does that not get to anyone else? Slavery, persecution, etc. are taking place all over the world, and who we vote for decides if we’re going to continue financially supporting those acts. You don’t even have to hide persecuted individuals in your home and disobey the laws of your country, you just have to say the truth! You just have to speak! Educate! Stand up for what is right!
In the next year many families will face financial turmoil. They’ll take on an insurance payment that is equal to, or possibly exceeds, the cost of a mortgage payment. They’ll cut, scrimp, and will no longer save. Is being low on money the worst thing to happen to a person? FAR from it. But this is just the beginning. Families will not be able to afford their deductibles, people will go without healthcare. Healthcare will continue to decline as it becomes less care and more of a conveyor belt health service. People will become numbers, elderly will be declined the care they desperately need. Businesses will start preparing for the ACA, jobs will be cut, unemployment compensation will be insufficient. Families will lose their homes or get creative in their living situations. These are just the facts that we have to step back and recognize them for what they are.
How many of us have heard (or said), “God is in control, I’m not going to concern myself with worldly issues.”?? I know I have heard it PLENTY of times.
The problem: The bible is full of action against evil.
God is in control, but that doesn’t mean that we don’t have a responsibility to be a voice for the voiceless. As I said earlier about my need for rationality, I look at the world and ponder the theory that silence from Christians is what’s needed, but I find that ideal lacking in any evidence that would substantiate its viability. I’m not asking you to spend this year hiding Jewish refugees in your walls, I’m just asking you to have conversations, to try and educate those around you. Speak the truth. If you don’t know what to speak of, then research the issues plaguing this nation, connect with those who know about those issues and ask questions so that YOU can spread the word. What our government is doing to healthcare has happened elsewhere. What our government is doing to guns has happened elsewhere. What our government is doing with police power has happened elsewhere.
All of those attempts to “reduce crime”, “increase affordable healthcare”, and “make the streets safer” don’t work. In all actuality, those supposed “efforts” make things far more dangerous, careless, and elitist. If you pointed to a wolf and said “that’s a sheep, trust me!”, I still wouldn’t approach the “sheep” because common sense says that it will kill me. Pointing to the ACA and saying that it’s affordable healthcare doesn’t make it affordable, nor does it guarantee that my family will receive healthcare; as a matter of fact, it does the opposite for many hard working families.
Prepare yourself for the midterm elections, learn about your candidates. Don’t just research their opinion on one topic that will benefit your wallet, research what they stand for and how it will affect the rest of the world. The powerful governments “elsewhere” were strengthened by a populous that only cared about themselves, let’s not be that populous. I’m going to make a good number of blog posts about some of the candidates. If you live in a state and would like specific information on candidates, please message us.
Take a moment to thank God for men like Trocme, Palatucci, and Sugihara. Our world can be a dim place, it can be filled with overwhelming hatred and a callousness that makes us weep for the innocent lives that become trapped within its grip for reasons unanswered. But there are heroes that forge through the darkness regardless of what lies wait in the shadows, those men exist in our world today as well. Would you have the fortitude to be one of them?
“Enemy-occupied territory – that is what this world is. Christianity is the story of how the rightful king has landed, you might say landed in disguise, and is calling us all to take part in a great campaign in sabotage.” – C.S. Lewis
My car has been a constant companion to my headaches for what has been over 8 months now. If it’s not the battery, it’s the alternator; If it’s not the electrical system, it’s the engine. I can’t seem to get my car figured out. For a paid-off 2006 I’d rather run it until it dies since I’m past the point of a good trade in value, now the greatest return this car can give me is time.
It’s simple – From point A to point B, that’s what I need my car for.
After getting it “fixed” in November, my little amethyst pearl colored car was given a clean bill of health, then over a week ago I woke up to the all familiar sound… tick tick tick… I knew immediately that the battery had said it’s farewells and was boarding the train that leads directly to my bank account. I continued turning the key – knowing that the car wouldn’t start – for some reason I kept hoping that I’d hear the engine start and not the death rattle I so dread.
THOUGHTS PONDERED: Us Christians say some obscure things to inanimate objects when trying to avoid four letter words.
So there I am waiting for my ride for work and I go to Google search and type
“How to carefully blow up a vehicle” “2006 Cobalt electrical issues”. To my amazement, I found that this is not a rare issue, but in fact, a very popular issue. I do not have a vast knowledge of cars, ok…let’s be honest, I don’t really have any knowledge concerning cars. Years ago during my first oil change I was asked what kind of oil I wanted, I responded with, “vegetable, mineral, olive, I really don’t care.”; However, I’ve learned a couple of things since then…maybe. So, after reading about the radio being a major issue, I thought “well then I’ll have the radio unplugged!”…It worked. With my battery healthy I now drive in stubborn silence.
I went through ALL of that to get to the point of my post…The beauty of silence.
Our world is full of constant entertainment, it controls us, manipulate us, etc. Just watch an infomercial for the Magic Bullet sometime.
*Takes break to make guacamole in Magic Bullet*
Anyway, being that I spend time on Twitter, I’ve been gifted with a revelation: 99.9% of celebrities are self-centered liberal mouth pieces…And that’s being nice. Whether they are telling you what to think, or saying that you’re an imbecile for being an individual and thinking something different from them, they’re there to remind you that they are the all-knowing elite. Before the election, the ladies from One Tree Hill actually posted a quote from Ann Romney: “who is going to want to marry a woman that thinks she’s the same as a man?” …One problem, it was from a satirical site, but they had thousands upon thousands of fans thinking that Ann Romney actually said those words. Upon being held accountable, they justified spreading such vitriolic lies by insinuating that since it was so believable, it’s still relevant. They don’t care about the truth, they care about what you will believe. If they can get you to believe lies, they can get you to support their false narrative.
So, while listening to the humming of my engine for the 20 minute drive to work, I had the chance to think. Not sing or listen to the news, just think. To say it was refreshing is an understatement. I then got home and turned on the TV, but I found myself missing the silence and instead turned off the TV and picked up a book. I found that Ray Bradbury had more intelligent things to say to me than Sheldon Cooper. C.S. Lewis painted a prettier paradise than Once Upon A Time. Ted Dekker constructs a scene that leaves you on the edge of your seat better than Revenge ever could. Ravi Zacharias explained the intricacies of Jesus in place of Wife Swap, which instead showed the many failures of the institution of marriage.
Being a book-worm, I’ve always loved to read, but I had lost the beauty of silence. I would read with the TV on in the background, or fit my reading in between my XBox workouts and entertainment. Our lives are so incredibly full of cheap entertainment that we’ve forgotten how to simply be, how to imagine, how to be silent. We know the characters on our shows better than we know ourselves, our nation complains about weight and obesity while we continue to fund the multitude of couch potato inducing industries (not that the couch potatoes aren’t to blame as well, in the end it’s their choice to watch). We live in slow motion while the world rushes to keep us under it’s thumb.
We wonder why girls are obsessed with sparkling vampires and grey shades of porn when they finally do read. We’ve been conditioned for thoughtless entertainment, we accept simplicity because we no longer have to think. The entertainment industry tells us what to think…who to vote for, what to wear, what makeup to use, what size we should be, 100 ways to be more attractive, what length of heals are in, what causes we should advocate, what makes a person, what makes a blob of tissue, what styles are acceptable for our hair, how to keep it a one night stand without seeming like a jerk, what to read if we do read, how many partners should you have before you settle down, what electronics to use, 30 ways to turn your man on, 15 ways to get her in bed, what to believe, what to simply ignore, what should make you happy, how to raise your kids, how to be the queen bee, but most importantly, they tell us our worth. Many of the above examples I’ve seen articles for in the last few months, and in the silence of my cursed car, they all – and more – came flooding back.
Why do celebrities feel they have so much power? Because they do.
In 1953 Ray Bradbury wrote Fahrenheit 451. In the excerpt I’m posting Guy Montag is mulling over his career as a “firefighter”. In this depiction of the future, firefighters track down and burn homes that contain books. Montag’s Captain is speaking to him about the death of Clarisse, a very inquisitive 17 year old:
“Luckily, queer ones like her don’t happen, often. We know how to nip most of them in the bud, early. You can’t build a house without nails and wood. If you don’t want a house built, hide the nails and wood. If you don’t want a man unhappy politically, don’t give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. Let him forget there is such a thing as war. If the Government is inefficient, top heavy, and tax mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so full of ‘facts’ they feel stuffed, but absolutely `brilliant’ with information. Then they’ll feel they’re thinking, they’ll get a sense of motion without moving. And they’ll be happy, because facts of that sort don’t change. Don’t give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy. Any man who can take a TV wall apart and put it back together again, and most men can nowadays, is happier than any man who tries to slide rule, measure, and equate the universe, which just won’t be measured or equated without making man feel bestial and lonely I know, I’ve tried it; to hell with it. So bring on your clubs and parties, your acrobats and magicians, your dare-devils, jet cars, motorcycle helicopters, your sex and heroin, more of everything to do with automatic reflex. If the drama is bad, if the film says nothing, if the play is hollow, sting me with the Theremin, loudly. I’ll think I’m responding to the play, when it’s only a tactile reaction to vibration. But I don’t care. I just like solid entertainment.”
Mildred Montag, the wife of Guy Montag, is obsessed with constant entertainment; whether it’s the music in her ears or the characters on her TV known as “The Relatives”, she loves them, she talks to them, she knows them. The world around him is obliviously happy, the loss of a husband is quickly medicated by the barrage of entertainment and manipulation. People murder and kill, blood pours in the streets because human worth is a thing of the past. No funerals, no individuality, pure unmitigated entertainment to drown out all feelings, all revelations, all brilliance, and all real hope.
You might say “but we’re not like that yet!”. I beg to differ. Lives are lost daily, children killed in the streets in Chicago, not because of guns, because of our lack of human worth. But the celebrities and A-listers will sing from the roof tops that it’s because of the guns, but it’s not, it’s because we have desensitized our nation. We have zombified children…Some people are just evil, but our reactions to evil have completely changed. The shock value is gone, seeing a human corpse on TV no longer shocks. Seeing nude women on TV no longer shocks. Our Government provides guns to Mexican cartels, hundreds of innocent people are murdered…no shock. Heroes are left to die in Benghazi…no shock. Just turn on your favorite show, all of those “uncomfortable” feelings of responsibility to speak out will go away with the use of a laugh track. We read celebrity gossip magazines because we want to know the stars, we want to be a part of their lives, we want to be them.
The entertainment industry taking our nation over has done its best to degrade human worth, objectify women, and demoralize a nation. What happened to opening doors for women instead of learning 15 different ways to manipulate her into letting you turn her into nothing more than an object? And after years of this, so many women no longer need to be manipulated, they’ve already been trained by Beyonce, Lady Gaga, Maroon 5, Nicki Minaj, Jennifer Lopez, etc. that all they are, are objects. Any brain activity or self dignity only threaten their ever-growing wealth. I’m not saying that I’ve never listened to them on my now broken radio, as I said before, this was a wake-up call for me as well.
Robin Thicke and Justin Timberlake both have new video’s with completely nude women in them…Aren’t they super awesome and edgy? But when people like this are asked about such nudity they say “We should be proud of our bodies, we love women, we respect women, etc.”….Be sure of one thing, they love a woman’s body, not her mind. Actions speak louder than the words written by their publicist. They treat women as just another number, just another object, just a tool…Not a soul, not a brain, the only contribution they act like women can offer is visual pleasure.
My Mom told me that this week I have seemed “preoccupied”, I have. I’ve been taking in the skyline, feeling the breeze, thinking about how loud the world has become and how oblivious it’s made us of the issues. God gave us such beauty, such hope, and such a vast world of new beginnings. He gave us the ability to be an individual, to come to our own conclusions, to think, to care about our fellow man, to change.
I’m not saying that I’ll never watch TV, but I will stop making it a priority. I’m done supporting shows with celebrities that are actively trying to manipulate the people. I won’t watch things that I know are simply full of trash and do nothing but waste my time. Movie stars are wearing Trayvon Martin shirts and riling up their fans that are now making death threats to a man that was deemed guilty before trial, demonized before the truth was revealed. I’m done supporting it. They’re trying to sentence a man to death even if proven innocent, and it’s reprehensible.
Our society must be reversed. Don’t let mud, dirt, grass, sunsets, a cool breeze, baseball, hide and go seek, campfires, etc. continue to be replaced with IPods, laptops, TV’s, and video games. Don’t let love, worth, and hope be replaced with instant gratification and selfishness. Don’t let Jennifer Lopez teach your daughter how to raise a glass and objectify herself, let her worth be found in her individuality, how she can think, how she can dream, and how she is a far greater treasure than the TV and the magazine articles tell her she is. Don’t let video games and trash create lifelong boys with a low view of women instead of men of honor and dignity with respect. Find wholesome movies that offer something back for the time you give them, not just 2 hours filled with worthless visuals that you will never apply to life.
My advice to you would be to turn it all off just for a day, pick up a book, preferably something that doesn’t involve low-grade writing and cheap escapades with vampires. Read something that challenges you. Laugh without needing a laugh track. Think about the issues, feel for those affected. Take time to remember the stories your Grandpa told you when you were growing up. Sit outside, get more familiar with birds that aren’t angry. Take a walk and enjoy the world God gave you…
And if need be, disconnect your car radio.
“We hold these truths to be self evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness.”
– Thomas Jefferson –
It’s weird to think that after these words were penned and the Declaration was signed, that it wasn’t immediately laminated and placed behind vacuum sealed glass. But the war was in full swing. The Declaration was simply an emphatic letter to George the third letting him know they would never back down. The Declaration, to them, was never as important as the freedom for which they fought. It simply clearly defined their motives and arguably, silently avered the truth of their suppression. Historically, we recognize the profound and revolutionary results of their actions. And while we revere the documents, the writers, and the ideals they espouse(d), and we celebrate the results, they were ultimately just concerned about the results.
I’m gonna try something I’ve never seen done, not that is hasn’t been done. We have interpretations of the bible up to the ‘red neck ten commandments,’ right? So how about the above passage? Here goes:
George, we’re doing this for obvious reasons: God created all men equal. It goes without saying that you disagree. He’s given all men certain rights that cannot be revoked, (while we suffer from your attempts to revoke them,) namely Life, Liberty on several fronts, and to try to be happy. We will live or die by this. Good luck. Sincerely, Tom and company.
Just a couple things stand out to me in the original text.
1: “…all men are created equal.” Equal in importance, not necessarily social status. Like ‘same body – many (equally important) parts.’ Critics argue obvious social level, slave ownership, etc. (I always secretly hoped to believe that they were the 18th century version of Schindler where that was concerned.) Equal.
2: Capital “C” in “Creator.”
3: “Rights, Life, Liberty, and Pursuit of Happiness,” grammatically emphasized. Again, the underlying message was probably pointing out the things that were not being allowed.
4: ‘Endowed’ and ‘unalienable.’ Given, and irrevocable. It drives some people nuts when I tell them I’m free in Christ because they see it as so much bondage, rules, and regulations… restrictions. That it can’t be taken away would seem debatable. But it’s not. With the Colonies, it wasn’t the ability to have the things that couldn’t be revoked, it was the Right to the things that was irrevocable, different from freedom in Christ in that the ability to remain free can’t be taken, but you get the picture.
These ‘truths’ are obvious. Yet, according to what I’ve read, homeland security and Nancy Pelosi would have you believe that if you hold to these truths, if you believe in personal liberties, if you are a tea party libertarian, you are a potential terrorist and a dangerous individual!
If you’re like me, you’re thinking, “This can’t end well.”
The collision of church and state should never have happened. It is the love of the almighty dollar that is the root of this corruption. Even the love of power is subject to the love of money. The government is in bed with the abortion industry. For many years, more and more restrictions have been placed on protesters (primarily religious folk), ie. certain distance from clinics, illegal to approach and talk to or convince would be ‘patients’ otherwise, etc. etc. Finally we were getting reports that abortion centers were slowly but surely being shut down… defunded. Individual lower level politics doing what they could… states, sovereign states passing legislating… The dam seemed about to burst.
“That’s ok,” thought the federal government, “we can force everyone to buy health coverage and include in the bill a ‘birth control’ mandate. BAM! Collision.
Passage of the bill: Bought by one vote. Upheld: (possibly) Bought by one opinion. It’s discouraging to think this precious liberty could be bought by politicians and thugs. It’s backwards too. The government was confined to certain powers, separate but equal, that the will of the people has barely held in check for the last few years. Whether by principle in that the government should be limited in its powers over ‘church’ or in ignorant application that religion has absolutely no place in the government, it has remained intact (with its share of black eyes). Now the government apparently has decided that the separation only goes one way – and you can guess the direction!
But it’s encouraging too. One vote. During Obama’s popular phase. One. Not that an abuse of power and executive orders can’t nullify lack of popularity and unfavorable opinion polls. But we can only be cautiously hopeful that the integrity of the system will remain intact. That enough people can let their senators know how we feel about their job security. There is hope. If not now, then November. There’s always hope. Hope was forged from the midst of a Revolutionary War. It’s certainly not gone now.
There’s definitely much more to talk about than Obamacare, but that’s the pressing issue. Call your senators. Stay involved. Be active.
And if you’re compelled to believe that religion shouldn’t get involved, remember our founding fathers were politicians whose purpose included ‘Creator’ with a capital ‘C’.