by Brad Nelson 7/3/14
A very happy Independence Day to one and all. And I would catch hell from you-know-who (Pat) if I were to say “Happy 4th of July.” He got me out of the habit of saying those facile, generic words.
It’s difficult to love and revere something that is being so callously used, if not actively shat upon. If America was a woman, she could sue the Left and the Democrats for spousal abuse.
And I find it difficult within myself to feign a chirpy and cheery optimism. I understand what is transpiring and why, in large part thanks to Theodore Dalrymple, Mark Steyn, and others. We’re almost getting into the realm of a cheap sci-fi thriller wherein aliens have taken over the globe and there are but a few people — much like the Olympic torch — who are secretly keeping the flame of freedom alive, protecting its fragile warmth and light from the cold and abusive wind of the political Left (who are indeed alien to American culture and ideals).
I wish I could offer words of comforting optimism about our country’s future. But every time I step outside the door and see the slobocracy (if not the outright idiocracy) that we are descending to, it makes me realize that if there is a God, we’re in His hands — our own not being able to carry the weight of this present pressing disintegration.
But at the end of the day, we can’t hate. We must hope. We can’t get sidetracked into what isn’t but venerate what still is. Our Constitution continues to exist, at least the piece of paper it was written upon, if not our adherence to it. The Declaration of Independence — that truly sacred document of America and of mankind — can yet offer us light in a troubled and confused world:
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.–That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, –That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.
Those words still retain the power to stir my heart and my mind. The veil of stupefaction brought down by our culture, thick as it is, still lets through the light of transcendent and brilliant ideas. The words are there. The ideas are there. It is for us to make an effort to find them and understand them and, most of all, understand why we need them.
And, as leaders in this culture, we must do so if only to enable us to spread those ideas further, like the radiance of a rocket’s red glare in a charcoal black sky. The brilliance of the words and ideas are even more so upon the backdrop of their dark absence.
Have a happy Independence Day. And be sure to blow up some stuff and make some noise. Let the dastardly Left know that we still maintain zest for the fight. Our country, and the ideas she was founded upon, still ring loudly in our hearts.
Brad is editor and chief disorganizer of StubbornThings.
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