A Patriot's Questions

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by Yomama, Unknown News March 22, 2005 I am crazy in love with America, always have been. Have you ever had your car break down way out on the lonely roads of West Texas? Some old cowboy in a pickup truck will stop and drag your broken down butt to town. He won't say much. He'll just do it. He won't take a penny of yours and he will hardly even accept your thanks. Have you ever seen the sunset in Santa Fe in the Fall? The whole world turns purple; everything around you, the light, the air, everything. It only lasts about 15 minutes and it is fucking magic. I know for sure that the Buddha is alive and well and running a gas station in Kansas. Once I met an old lady named Morgan in Lincoln, Nebraska who was so enlightened she glowed. I am not kidding, she glowed. I've seen it again and again, those little old ladies who have so much of "the right stuff" that the world will tilt on it's axis when they are gone. Now let's ask ourselves, please, are we the kind of people who want to kill people who have not done us any wrong? Do we really want to be the ones hooking up electrodes to people's private parts so we can get them to tell us where Saddam's second cousin is hiding out? Are we that kind of people? There are some folks in Washington (who are rich as Midas and as cold as Scrooge) who are doing this. And they work for us. But this is OUR country, not theirs. We are the heart and soul of America, not them -- not the torturers. We are an old man I saw in the grocery store yesterday. He was about 80, but he was still wearing the clothes of a working man. He was a little embarrassed at how slowly he moved. He knew that folks in line at that store are always impatient. He knows he is slow. He was a prudent sort of guy, he had on a belt AND suspenders. I gave him my best smile. That's all I had to give him, and even that might have been too much. He is not asking anybody for anything. He's a man. He has made his way all his life, he worked the mines, he raised his children, and he has seen his grandchildren grow up. Isn't that who we are? We have to decide. Things have gotten so out of hand in Washington that the criminals of the bad old days are being appointed to important posts. Where are you, America? Aren't we better than this? © by the author. What do you think?

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