What use is all the angst and anger I feel sometimes towards my fellow human? I walk around and look at empty faces and empty lives knowing so many people really could care less of what is happening around them. In the macro sense, the big picture, us as a whole. I purposely get involved because of my deep sense of being a knight in shining armor. That if I wade in sword flying on my white horse into the enemy front, I will inspire those asleep or scared behind me to act. The fear of people like me is that when we look back as we have charged forward in courage, is that the line behind us hasn't moved. I do not feel that I have a God given gift to lead men as those on the left feel they are anointed with. What I feel I do have is the courage to speak out boldly against the direction our nation is headed to. Socialism will be the death and has been the death of thousands, and if I know and am aware shouldn't I cry out.
So many throughout history have jump on a rock or a stair or a soapbox and yelled at his fellow man to wake up that the end is near. Most have been dragged away in chains and labeled kooks, criminals, or crazy. I'm not a criminal! By no means am I claiming some Messianic anointing. I don't want followers, I want all of you to wake the hell up. I want you all in your respective countries to have the courage to even start a conversation about the reality of your enslavement. So not everyone can be the warrior, or soldier, but some of you can be the writers, the philosophers, that ask the questions which began to question the establishment. It is the people who our constitution granted powers to. The people have been for too long quietly pushed out of the system, as I explained in yesterdays writings. What would be so hard for us, or risky, to just write a letter or send and email? One person, one foot in front of the other, the snowball rolling down the hill effect.
So what has all my rage done? Have I shown enough disgust in what I write, to get you all to even begin a conversation of what is being done to keep each of you prisoners in a cell less prison? Have I spoken enough about having a more Realistic ideal of how our politics, of our lives. I do not want to be part of the this machine anymore. I want to be a part of a rebirth, a retooling of America. When an engine gets old, you send it to the machine shop to get rebuilt. Our block is still good, we just need to bore it out, put some bigger pistons (Realism), a stronger camshaft (Liberty) and a supercharger(free trade). Take that fresh engine put some premium in and slam the pedal to the metal and get America back to the greatness it once had.
