America's Fading Passion
Much political hay has been made about the reasons we are at war, indeed even if we are at war at all. Some would have us believe that the 9/11 tragedy was planned, that we ourselves were complicit in it, either directly or indirectly and there are even some in our own backyard who would further the cause of Islamic jihad by killing their one-time friends and neighbors.
Protesters carry signs demonizing our troops, marching up and down shouting slogans, showing up at funerals claiming they are doing God’s work. So-called journalists with tingly feelings use their bully pulpits to make accusations of torture and midnight raids into innocent people's homes, terrorizing women and children, tearing one administration down while they mollycoddle the next because they feel it is their job to make the one they agree with work, all the while conveniently ignoring the fact that were they in the enemy camp, their heads would have most likely rolled years ago.
We here in America complain a lot about things as they are and as they once were, but never enough about how they should be and we never stop to think about how they could be. Instant gratification, redistributive justice and the myth of equality are what drive us these days, romantic notions of a Utopian society that, even if it could exist, would not last long because of the self-same entitlement mentality that wishes it in the first place. No room for growth, no remuneration for hard work except some phantom feeling of misplaced self-importance and no desire to better our stations in life unless it be as American Idols. We have become spoiled and lazy, petulant children who want what they want when they want it and feel they deserve it whether they earned it or not, no matter who has to pay the bill. So what separates us from our enemy?
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