None of the responses surprise me. It is always a rehash of 30 years of responses that I have seen over and over again.
And you know what… Here we are. Imagine where we will be. In another 30 years from now, proudly and defiantly proclaiming, “MY GOD-GIVEN RIGHTS!” And there you are, and your children, and your grandchildren, shackled with another 30 years of laws and regulations. 30 years more worth of a serf.
Of course, by this time, your children, under the guidance of the State, are looking at you like some kind of fruitcake. Your grandchildren are turning you in.
How do I know this? Are any of your children lamenting the fact that you can not order that nice 22 out of the Sears catalog? Out of sight, out of mind, and acclimatized.
And imagine where we will be. One little law at a time. One generation at a time. And “they will know nothing else but this new community.”
So go look your children right in the eyes and exclaim to them, “Posterity, you will never know how much it cost the present generation to preserve your freedom! I hope you will make a good use of it.”
“If…if…We didn’t love freedom enough.”
30, 60, 100 years of enough, is obviously, not enough. Well here you are. Imagine where your children will be. Following in YOUR footsteps.
Group hug anyone?
April 3, 2014 at 1:41 PM
From My Cold Dead Hand