I Believe

I believe in the First Amendment, individual freedoms and person choice. These are significant reasons why America has been great and has gotten through many tough times in our past.

Remember when just a few years ago a New York City art museum had a work of art that consisted of a crucifix that was dunked in a jar of urine? You know, the great art work aka Piss Christ? There was later another work of art that had excrement covering a rendering of the Virgin Mary.

Remember when Liberals and other Enlightened People celebrated this art and railed against the Troglodyte religious fanatics and conservative masses who had a problem with such art? Ah, so much smugness and snickering about the Unenlightened backward peasants who didn't believe in freedom of artistic expression. Freedom of expression was paramount and there was a First Amendment after all.

Where are those Enlightened People now? Presently statues and other works of art are being protested, destroyed, defiled and railed against. Surely all art is sacred and must be protected.

Bizarre how fast things can change, huh?

Democrat Brown Shirts marching in the streets, Democrat Media praising them and vilifying any who do not agree.

Democrat politicians thinking they are in control of the mob.

Republican cowards thinking all will be well if they go along to get along.

Does no one read history anymore; or is history whatever the hell those in power say it is.

Ancient Greece and Ancient Rome, and the not so ancient National Socialists Germany, have much to teach us, but seem to be ignored by those who should know better. And so much history and historical consequences are no longer being taught to the young.

But why bother when so many older people do not remember. Hell, the current example of Venezuela is being ignored or deliberately misconstrued.

Are there are no longer any true Liberals? I'm so glad I was kicked out of that club for not goose stepping in formation. When I was very liberal, I didn't have to be a conforming leftist and was able to have my own opinions and others were able to have theirs and we could still get along.

(Filed under “Not with a bang but with a whimper.” But only if we're lucky.)