So I took a whole week–a whole week!–away from the internet. And with that, I also avoided most news (just enough to know that Iran is indeed crafting a nuclear weapon, d’oh, that the world didn’t explode, etc.). I think that’s the first time in at least a year, maybe more, and it was much needed. I feel all refreshed and happy. Of course that probably has to do with Thanksgiving and my counting my blessings (and filling my brain with crap on tv, heh).
I’ve been blogging since 2004; I can’t even believe it, really. Of course, back then, I was just discovering my conservatism which had been building since at least 9/11 (and I now suspect was a part of me all along, as the Democrats–and Republicans–moved left, I cringed and rebelled. I’m a conservative at heart, always have been, but I was, back then, . . . a Reagan Democrat. That best sums it up.). But I wasn’t all that political (Kerry and Dudge knew me “then,” they can attest to my inane postings about whatever silliness entered my brain and found its way onto my blog). Oh, sure, by 2004, I knew that my once-naive proclamation to my stunned parents, “well, gee, I’d happily pay 100% of my income to the government to have good roads, education, healthcare, and housing,” was a thing of the distant, stupid, embarrassing past.
I knew, too, by then that I wasn’t “with” the “new” Democrat party (the regressives), not only did I have a job (unlike when I said that to my parents) but I had lived through 9/11, saw what was happening with amnesty talks (McCain-Kennedy inspired a number of posts back then, in between the burblings about Ents I spotted at the park and deciphering “English” English as an American), the war on Judeo-Christian values, and the expansion of government. I knew the latter meant less freedom for the people, for me. I was getting a clue. You know, slowly.
So yeah, I’ve spend the past week putting things in perspective. You know, sort of. I’m still of the mind that the American people voted for this crap, so let it fall where it may, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t care. It’s just that reconciling these two views is proving problematic. To me, everyone who voted for anyone but Romney–or not at all–voted for Obama. Period. It may not have been the intent, but it was the result. So . . . yeah, I’m a bit angry about that, a bit “you voted for it, you got it” about it. Still. But I’ll get over it. You know, slowly.
I left Massachusetts over a year ago. Yay! I can’t tell you how happy I am to be among people who cheerily (yes, already) say “Merry Christmas” to you at the stores (I haven’t tested this theory, but I bet I’d be looked at askance if I said, “Happy Holidays”). I did a post last Christmas that was in part about this, about how new and strange and great it was, and I think this year I’ll take some photos of the many homes that have not only Christmas decorations but also CHRISTmas decorations. It’s so stunning, so new, so wonderful. It’s so great to move on with my life and to face a Massachusetts-less future (okay, I miss the snow, but that’s it. Moving on is good; I highly recommend it.). Usually my tree is red and gold, but I’m thinking that I might go blue and white this Christmas, in support of Israel.
So what else? Some craziness about some loon proclaiming Obama his lord and savior . . . or was that “our” lord and savior? Honestly, what the hell is wrong with these people? At least people on Twitter, including Obama’s black acolytes (who’ve not managed to figure out that he’s destroying any hope they have for a future that doesn’t include calling him their lord and savior and mindlessly supporting his policies that negatively impact them, in many cases, more than anyone else), disavowed that crazed nonsense. They may vote for a guy who supports infanticide and the restriction of their religious liberty, but they aren’t ready . . . yet . . . to call him their lord and savior.
So I was watching this episode of Top Chef re-runs or whatever, and this one chef–I love her, she’s so sweet and seems so sincere and fabulous–during some weird genealogy bit was stunned, stunned I say, to learn that her grandfather (or maybe it was her great-grandfather?) had gone from being a slave to being a freedman (Emancipation Proclamation, 1863) to being a business owner in the South. She was stunned. Stunned. She thinks him some super hero who beat insurmountable odds and somehow triumphed. But the fact is that wasn’t at all unusual.
Segregation was later. Much later. And it was a Democrat construct. The United States military was not segregated until regressive hero Woodrow Wilson (president, 1913-1921), who, as president of Princeton University, had a record of barring all blacks from the campus (professors and students!) decided that blacks, being inferior and all, needed to be segregated. This was at about the same time that Margaret Sanger, another racist, founded Planned Parenthood with the express, clearly-stated purpose of eliminating black people because they were society’s bane. Wilson, the supreme regressive, even insisted that applicants for government jobs include a photo so that blacks could be eliminated more easily. These people were behind eugenics, too, the fun thing that Hitler used to eliminate Jews but that was purposed here through abortion and various Democrat government “experiments” with std’s and various other medical “tests” to “cull” black people from “the genetic pool.” No kidding, that was the regressive goal, the big Democrat pitch for their continued power.
But that’s not really that different from “social” and “racial” and “economic” justice, right? It’s about barring people who are perceived as “priviledged” and blocking anyone, regardless of their competency, from obtaining a job. That’s what regressives do. It may be racist, as it certainly was with Wilson, and it may be “reverse” racism as it certainly is with Eric Holder who bemoans the plight of “his people” and demands redress of grievances from people, like myself, whose white skin nullifies the fact that my own people didn’t get here until well after the Civil War and who were held in as much disdain as blacks and poor, white trash.
Class was and is the main factor (let’s not forget that far far more white people are on food stamps and welfare than blacks or other minorities; that’s simple fact, and it’s not numbers, it’s percentages); we got that class-focus from the English who were actually the ones who first decimated the Native Americans (that happened while we were still a British colony, the people here still British “subjects”; a fact that is happily forgotten by the American-bashing left and the newly-shamed British who want to pretend that they aren’t among history’s worst offenders in terms of colonization, slaughter, rape, and oppression).
Obama and his traitorous, regressive horde want “justice,” not equal justice, of course. And I’m not suggesting here that anyone who is a descendent of slave-holders should “pay,” in fact, my point is the exact opposite. My people were Irish. Poor, illiterate, enslaved Irish. You will not, ever, find me whining about how unfair our treatment was or how we “deserve” “justice.” That’s freaking nuts. And yes, we were enslaved, raped, murdered, tortured, treated abysmally for centuries. Far more time, actually, than American slaves. In fact, there is no people in history who were enslaved and maltreated for a shorter time than those who can claim they are descendent from slaves here in America (surprisingly few, actually, and inclusive of a great number of white people). This would have to exclude the time such slaves spent as slaves to black African masters before coming here; after all, if the black African masters and traffickers are given a free pass, then we should also pretend that this slavery did not exist. Right?
Obviously, this doesn’t excuse the practice. But I am sick to death of this crazy idea that it’s the be all and end all, that anyone owes anyone anything. Get over it! The Irish did, the Scots did, the Welsh did, the African blacks who were (and actually still are, but where’s the outrage?) enslaved by other African blacks did, the Jews did, the Christians did, the Persians did, the Asians did, the South American Indians did, . . . heck, name a freaking people in history who weren’t enslaved, persecuted, raped, tortured, murdered, and you win . . . absolutely nothing because it can’t be done. Everyone has been, at some time, the victim of/enslaved by someone else. Period.
The unique thing here in America is pretending that somehow black slaves are worse than white, Irish ones or than any others throughout history. That we should be riddled with guilt about something that was, frankly, the norm in the world. And at the time. And at this time actually. It’s nuts to think that way, and it’s destructive and divisive. That chef’s grandfather’s (or maybe great grandfather, wasn’t paying super close attention, obviously) wasn’t the exception, he was the norm. Blacks, after emancipation, weren’t enslaved and they didn’t feel “owed.” That came later. Much later, actually. In fact, I would venture to guess that this man, who built his own business, would be horrified at the thought that we not only don’t know that was possible but that we later, or that Democrats later to be historically accurate, ensured that his success would no longer be possible. That he would instead be expected to underachieve and call that his due.
I dunno. It’s hard to get worked up about anything now. I mean the American people, this time knowing full well what they were getting, voted for this amateur loser. I can’t get past, no matter how great this past week has been, that fact. Got socialism? Oh yeah. On the way to tyranny? Sure. Is he a destructive force on both our culture and economy? Uh, yeah, no crap. Does he look at Morsi assuming near-unlimited power and drool jealously that he doesn’t have that . . . yet? Oh yes, don’t doubt it. Will he continue to issue executive orders that undermine or flat-out spit on the Constitution of these United States? Of course he will. Will he step up his violations of religious and personal liberty? Yep. Big time. Buuuuuuut, Americans voted for him. Yes, including the asshats who stayed home or voted for that other guy.
Obama didn’t hide this time, he wasn’t an unknown. I can’t be mad at him. I can’t even say what he’s doing is wrong beyond pointing out when it violates the Constitution (which, who cares?!, he’ll soon seat Supremes who think the Constitution is just as dated and worthless as he thinks it is. BUT we knew that. And elected him anyway.). He wasn’t a blank slate this time, he didn’t even pretend to be centrist or uniting. I can’t excuse the electorate this time. He blatantly campaigned on being just the opposite of what he campaigned on in ’08. And he won.
Read your history. Know your facts. But at this point, Obama is not the problem. And that makes me endlessly sad.