I haven’t posted much this summer. I’ve been writing up a storm, but not much has made it past putting down the words. I keep asking myself why?
Why am I gun-shy? What’s going on my heart?
After a summer of crazy headlines causing massive polarization in our country, I think I feel a little worn out, frazzled and defeated.
Is anyone with me?
Every day it’s a cacophony of doom and outrage–rainbow flags and Confederate flags, the Charleston Shooting, the warning of impending annihilation to Seattle from a catastrophic earthquake and tidal wave, the Greek banking failure, baby-parts for sale and Iran nuclear deals…and on and on it goes. Benghazi and terrorism, ISIS and missing airplanes.
More BAD news.
But even worse is having an opinion about the BAD NEWS.
And as a writer it makes me SAD. I’m grieving.
We are losing the fundamental freedom to express ourselves as extremest minority voices amp up their scare tactics to wipe out ANY voice of dissension.
How dare I disagree with anyone these days because I will be immediately labeled a bigot, a dumb-ass, a racist, anti-Mexican, intolerant, a religious fanatic, old-fashioned, pro-life and a million other slanderous titles.
Since when did everything become so black and white?
Is it possible to love people–all people–gay and straight and different colors AND the un-born? I think so.
Is it possible to support the tax-paying people of America, the soldiers who fight for our freedom so we can whine like babies on safe soil and the police officers who risks their life on a daily basis without getting slammed?
Why do we need someone as brash as Donald Trump to speak up regarding border protection and scream in frustration because our economy is dangling on a precipice of debt and a falsely inflated dollar?
Why? I believe it’s fear.
I don’t agree with everything the Donald says(and I sure hope he doesn’t go independent), but at least he has the balls (or enough money) to not care about the aftermath. At least he’s speaking up about the things many of us are afraid to articulate.
I have never been a conspiracy theorist but it feels like something is about ready to blow…
…and I think it might be us–we, the American people.
I’m a student of history. While many of you studied business and engineering in school, I buried myself in dusty books of the past. And while I’m no Nostradamus, the signs are clear–our country has peaked. We are on the downward slope. It’s the classic rise and fall of an empire.
The more rights we give (without a moral compass) the more rights we lose. (see Andy Stanley video below) And sadly, freedom of expression is only allowed if you are TOLERANT.
If you don’t have the TOLERANT bumper sticker, you can’t play the game anymore.
I don’t feel safe to disagree without getting blasted and my web site hacked to kingdom come. I have spoken out against pornography in the past and how it negatively effects relationships. Every single day I get hate mail. My firewall has a firewall to protect it from attackers.
Here is where my so-called radical tendencies lie: I don’t believe porn is art. (OOOHHH crazy stuff, I know) I’ve seen first-hand how the industry chews up women and spits them out. I abhor the sex-trafficking trade and the violation of women. I celebrate women who keep their babies and choose not to abort. I volunteer with single teenage moms and speak up for the downtrodden. I believe the church should step in and care for the widows and the orphans, not the government. I might even be a rather liberal Christian. No one’s ever accused me of being pharasitical or legalistic.
I’m not politically conservative. Let’s all digest that for a moment. When the moderate feels under attack it’s a big red flag that our so-called democratic system is about to implode!
Truthfully, I think I’m numb.
My cousin-a police officer in California-has to pack a meal or come home to eat on duty because people at restaurants will put stuff in his food. Huh?
What is this craziness? We poison the people who are supposed to protect us? And we aren’t supposed to stick up for cops for fear of being politically incorrect in our “anti-cop” trending culture?
The real persecution is going on right under our noses. The more we revere celebrity and the socially “loud” the more we drown out the still small voices of our communal integrity. It’s a subtle censorship based on our fears of being labeled Intolerant.
Today, I’m speaking out against the loss of something I love–my right to feel safe to write whatever I want. Big Brother has arrived cloaked in social media frenzies, Twitter wars, and catch-phrases taken out of context to destroy people’s character and business.
And I am sad…
Any thoughts? Join in on the conversation!
