This was the theme of the daycare program the night my grand-nephew graduated his four year old pre-kindergarten class. Each child was dressed as one of the many historical American heroes; Paul Revere, George Washington, Betsy Ross, our great frontiersmen and women all the way up to today’s soldiers from each of the five branches of our military. The children were precious and not one missed their lines. Yet, as I watched I grieved for their loss; for the country they would never know.
Having no ability to read minds, I would never try to speak for anyone else, but as for me, I wept though most of the evening. Each time the children sang one of our country’s patriotic songs: “America the Beautiful” or “God Bless America” for instance, I could not hold back the tears, for I knew that these tots would never know or experience the America in which I grew up. They would never view the way in which true Americans would stand straight and tall, placing their hand over their heart any time our national anthem was played. They would never really understand the meaning behind this beautiful patriotic song or the message that it sings of our country, and that it just not a tune that is played before some sporting event. They would never be taught the significance of our flag waving high above the landscape, at least not if they should go on to attend public school. Neither would they be taught in public school that our country was founded on Christianity and that most of the laws we now adhere to, came directly from the bible rather than being invented by some coven of politicians.
That night I wept for a country lost. I realize that many may be quick to say that I am a skeptic or maybe a naysayer, but please hear me out. Our country is no longer the country that was established some two hundred and fifty years ago, by a group of so called “rebels” of that day who hated tyranny and loved freedom. But the freedom they longed for was a simple freedom. It was freedom established and protected by the law, not freedom from the law. They sought freedom of religion not freedom from religion.
Although it is impossible to pinpoint the exact moment our country began to expire, as we look into the mid eighteen hundreds, we see the federal government as it began its deliberate overthrow of the sovereignty of the then thirty-three states, telling them in no uncertain terms that they could no longer claim those rights on which they were founded. The federal government had seemingly developed a loss of memory (as it still does) that it was a central government created to protect the rights and laws of these states. The uprising that followed was just as justifiable, in the minds of those affected, as the revolution that occurred some ninety years earlier. This was only one of the many mortal wounds that would be delivered to America.
Over the next one hundred years many adverse events would gnaw away at our country’s infrastructure; the Spanish American War, World War I, Prohibition, the Great Depression and World War II to name only a few. Yet, as terrible as these things were, they could not be compared to the events that would begin to occur halfway through the twentieth century.
Let us fast forward to the nineteen sixties.
In 1963 the Supreme Court sided with Madeline Murray O’Hare (a staunch atheist) that her son’s civil rights were violated by his being subjected to the daily devotional and bible reading in his school. Not long after, with the ACLU close at hand and pushing the issue, devotional and prayer were removed from public school. The cry from the liberal camp had now become “separation of church and state”. Sadly, most Americans to this day, still believe that this was written into the constitution. It was not, nor has there ever been any amendment that makes this statement. Yet, we see that Christianity, at least in the public arena, had now been interpreted as unconstitutional. This decision crippled our country to the point from which it would never be able to fully recover.
Later on in this same decade, the United States witnessed a cultural revolution, the likes of which had never been seen in any other civilized nation in the world. The theme was “free love”. What this meant was that every imaginable sexual perversion was not only being accepted, but sadly was being encouraged and preached by the masses, undermining the very moral fiber upon which our culture had been created. A few years later, the so called “closet” door was opened and out poured the gay and lesbian populace. That, which at one time was considered perverted and shameful was now being boasted and thrown in the face of any conservative organization (especially the church) that would dare stand against this lifestyle. Factor into this mix the purely political war in Vietnam along with the people’s apathy toward the lives that had been sacrificed to that war and a few more nails are driven into the coffin.
Sadly, in 1973, the United States Supreme Court made a landmark decision in “Roe vs. Wade” that would remove any fiber of humanity that we might have had left. It was on the subject of abortion. Almost every state already had laws in place, concerning abortion. Rape, incest, extreme deformity of the fetus, or danger of death to the mother was written into their laws as the only legal reasons for aborting a child. Suddenly, each of these laws, which had been passed by the individual states, had also, at the stroke of a pen, been negated. So, we find that the state’s rights once again were not only ignored, but also abolished, having been overthrown by the mighty Supreme Court. Our Federal Government had now taken the stand that it was a woman’s constitutional right to make the choice whether or not her unborn child would live, regardless of the circumstances. Any female could now choose to eliminate her “mistake” on the simple premise that the conception of the child was an accident or that it would become a terrible inconvenience if he or she was allowed to be born.
These, along with many other extreme decisions made by our high court would continue to grow and fester, morphing into ungodly precedents that, much like the Frankenstein monster, could no longer be controlled.
Then just last year I stared at the TV screen in absolute horror and total disbelief. The scene before me was surrealistic. I was looking at thousands of foreign invaders taking to the streets of America, protesting the laws that were then in place to protect our land and its people. These people were carrying their own country’s flags in defiance of our government. None of these individuals had any right whatsoever to even be within the borders of this country. These aliens, according to our law, were enemies of the state, people from foreign lands who, again, had invaded our country and now they are on national TV thumbing their noses at our government and daring anyone to do anything about it. Even more disturbing was the fact that many of our own citizens or should I say traitors were marching alongside them. Sadly, nothing, absolutely nothing was done to stop this insanity. Our law enforcement agencies, who had taken an oath to preserve our Constitution and to protect the people of our country, had been given specific orders to allow these invaders to have free reign.
Finally, on Sunday, March 21, 2010 it seems as if the last nail may have been driven into the coffin of “free” America, for on this date, any power that might have remained in the hands of the people was taken away by a gang of egotistical, maniacal, hedonistic politicians, who totally ignored the screams of each of their constituents, deciding that “We the People” would no longer have any say or bearing in the way our country should go. They had decided, against the will of the majority of Americans, that socialism would now be our new order of government. The “Change” that was promised during the last election had finally come. Our fate had been sealed.
Weep with me if you will, for as I stated before, our grandchildren will never know this great country we once called “our country”. This term can no longer be used, for she now lies in the hands of a band of neo-socialists who cover their true identity by hiding behind such monikers as “Supreme Court Justice”, “Senator”, “Representative”, and the most frightening of all, “Mr. President”!
God bless America; may “She” rest in peace, but I seriously doubt this is going to be the case.
Sam Everett
Having no ability to read minds, I would never try to speak for anyone else, but as for me, I wept though most of the evening. Each time the children sang one of our country’s patriotic songs: “America the Beautiful” or “God Bless America” for instance, I could not hold back the tears, for I knew that these tots would never know or experience the America in which I grew up. They would never view the way in which true Americans would stand straight and tall, placing their hand over their heart any time our national anthem was played. They would never really understand the meaning behind this beautiful patriotic song or the message that it sings of our country, and that it just not a tune that is played before some sporting event. They would never be taught the significance of our flag waving high above the landscape, at least not if they should go on to attend public school. Neither would they be taught in public school that our country was founded on Christianity and that most of the laws we now adhere to, came directly from the bible rather than being invented by some coven of politicians.
That night I wept for a country lost. I realize that many may be quick to say that I am a skeptic or maybe a naysayer, but please hear me out. Our country is no longer the country that was established some two hundred and fifty years ago, by a group of so called “rebels” of that day who hated tyranny and loved freedom. But the freedom they longed for was a simple freedom. It was freedom established and protected by the law, not freedom from the law. They sought freedom of religion not freedom from religion.
Although it is impossible to pinpoint the exact moment our country began to expire, as we look into the mid eighteen hundreds, we see the federal government as it began its deliberate overthrow of the sovereignty of the then thirty-three states, telling them in no uncertain terms that they could no longer claim those rights on which they were founded. The federal government had seemingly developed a loss of memory (as it still does) that it was a central government created to protect the rights and laws of these states. The uprising that followed was just as justifiable, in the minds of those affected, as the revolution that occurred some ninety years earlier. This was only one of the many mortal wounds that would be delivered to America.
Over the next one hundred years many adverse events would gnaw away at our country’s infrastructure; the Spanish American War, World War I, Prohibition, the Great Depression and World War II to name only a few. Yet, as terrible as these things were, they could not be compared to the events that would begin to occur halfway through the twentieth century.
Let us fast forward to the nineteen sixties.
In 1963 the Supreme Court sided with Madeline Murray O’Hare (a staunch atheist) that her son’s civil rights were violated by his being subjected to the daily devotional and bible reading in his school. Not long after, with the ACLU close at hand and pushing the issue, devotional and prayer were removed from public school. The cry from the liberal camp had now become “separation of church and state”. Sadly, most Americans to this day, still believe that this was written into the constitution. It was not, nor has there ever been any amendment that makes this statement. Yet, we see that Christianity, at least in the public arena, had now been interpreted as unconstitutional. This decision crippled our country to the point from which it would never be able to fully recover.
Later on in this same decade, the United States witnessed a cultural revolution, the likes of which had never been seen in any other civilized nation in the world. The theme was “free love”. What this meant was that every imaginable sexual perversion was not only being accepted, but sadly was being encouraged and preached by the masses, undermining the very moral fiber upon which our culture had been created. A few years later, the so called “closet” door was opened and out poured the gay and lesbian populace. That, which at one time was considered perverted and shameful was now being boasted and thrown in the face of any conservative organization (especially the church) that would dare stand against this lifestyle. Factor into this mix the purely political war in Vietnam along with the people’s apathy toward the lives that had been sacrificed to that war and a few more nails are driven into the coffin.
Sadly, in 1973, the United States Supreme Court made a landmark decision in “Roe vs. Wade” that would remove any fiber of humanity that we might have had left. It was on the subject of abortion. Almost every state already had laws in place, concerning abortion. Rape, incest, extreme deformity of the fetus, or danger of death to the mother was written into their laws as the only legal reasons for aborting a child. Suddenly, each of these laws, which had been passed by the individual states, had also, at the stroke of a pen, been negated. So, we find that the state’s rights once again were not only ignored, but also abolished, having been overthrown by the mighty Supreme Court. Our Federal Government had now taken the stand that it was a woman’s constitutional right to make the choice whether or not her unborn child would live, regardless of the circumstances. Any female could now choose to eliminate her “mistake” on the simple premise that the conception of the child was an accident or that it would become a terrible inconvenience if he or she was allowed to be born.
These, along with many other extreme decisions made by our high court would continue to grow and fester, morphing into ungodly precedents that, much like the Frankenstein monster, could no longer be controlled.
Then just last year I stared at the TV screen in absolute horror and total disbelief. The scene before me was surrealistic. I was looking at thousands of foreign invaders taking to the streets of America, protesting the laws that were then in place to protect our land and its people. These people were carrying their own country’s flags in defiance of our government. None of these individuals had any right whatsoever to even be within the borders of this country. These aliens, according to our law, were enemies of the state, people from foreign lands who, again, had invaded our country and now they are on national TV thumbing their noses at our government and daring anyone to do anything about it. Even more disturbing was the fact that many of our own citizens or should I say traitors were marching alongside them. Sadly, nothing, absolutely nothing was done to stop this insanity. Our law enforcement agencies, who had taken an oath to preserve our Constitution and to protect the people of our country, had been given specific orders to allow these invaders to have free reign.
Finally, on Sunday, March 21, 2010 it seems as if the last nail may have been driven into the coffin of “free” America, for on this date, any power that might have remained in the hands of the people was taken away by a gang of egotistical, maniacal, hedonistic politicians, who totally ignored the screams of each of their constituents, deciding that “We the People” would no longer have any say or bearing in the way our country should go. They had decided, against the will of the majority of Americans, that socialism would now be our new order of government. The “Change” that was promised during the last election had finally come. Our fate had been sealed.
Weep with me if you will, for as I stated before, our grandchildren will never know this great country we once called “our country”. This term can no longer be used, for she now lies in the hands of a band of neo-socialists who cover their true identity by hiding behind such monikers as “Supreme Court Justice”, “Senator”, “Representative”, and the most frightening of all, “Mr. President”!
God bless America; may “She” rest in peace, but I seriously doubt this is going to be the case.
Sam Everett
