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Is Bitch America Dead
Yet? - Almost

By Jim Mortellaro
4-3-5
 
It's been one helluva year, hasn't it? And it does not bode well for humanity, at least not for the humanity in the USA. This writer sees the deterioration of a Republic. And it has not been slow. It's taken less than 50 years for our society to become blinded by evil men who are supposedly our elected leaders. By other evil men who would kill us and our children in the most cruel and heinous ways. By our leaders who rain chemicals on us without allowing us to know why. By governments who hide from us, everything we have a right to know. They tell us it's for our own good. But it is not for our own good. It's about power. Without power, our governments believe they cannot function. Little do they know just how right they are.
 
In the last fifty years, they've denuded us. They've taken from us, everything they could steal. Our rights under the Constitution. Our privacy. Our freedom to speak. Our freedom to worship. Our love of God and country has been diminished by virtue of those who would make us unbelievers. May their eyes be forever black. They've taken away our family, our security, our happiness. Children ... CHILDREN ... are committing suicide. Why not? What do they have to look forward to?
 
In the Boomer Age, the 50's, we had extended families. Our schools taught us ... REALLY taught us. Today, our schools indoctrinate us. It is no wonder that teachers and college professors are liberal. It's a great position to be, in which to indoctrinate. Getting back. Fifty plus years ago, children had parents who nurtured them, cared for them and loved them. Children respond to love and affection. They thrive on it. Today, children are alone, spending time only with other children. At the mall. At places other than home.
 
In the fifties, children looked forward to the future. They had plans. They would become teachers, engineers, lawyers ... they would go to college and become professionals. Parents insisted on it. Parents who lived through the Great Depression and knew the value of education. Those parents, by and large, were first generation Americans, following their parents who came here from around the world. America was indeed, the land of opportunity and who better to understand this than immigrants who wanted not only to become citizens, but who wanted their children to become Americans.
 
Some things have changed here in America. We are no longer the land of opportunity in which to assimilate the culture of immigrants. We are rather a bank, a bank from which we make withdrawals but no deposits. America is NOT the place to live as citizens, but the place to stay for a while and then go back home.
 
Assimilate? Hell no. To assimilate means to lose one's identity. And that is not acceptable. American is to USE and abuse, not to contribute to. I know, never end a sentence in a preposition. So sue me.
 
Back to children. In our lives as Baby Boomers, we had just about everything we needed, even if we were poor. In my case and in the case of so many who were my schoolmates, poor is not so far from truth. Sure, we had a home. We ate well. Out parents, remember, suffered through the Great Depression. They knew well how to save. They did without, as in my case, to send me to school. I didn't have a bike until I was about 9 years old. And then, it was the used bike of the kid across the street. When I was a teenager, I was given an English Racer for Christmas. But that took a lotta years.
 
The kid next door drove a new Chevy SuperSport 396. I drove a Plymouth Cranbrook with 350,000 miles on it and a driver's side floorboard which was rusted through. It was a gas to watch the pavement fly by under my left foot. But I had a car. I had a bike. I had an education and I had a family. An extended family. I had much to look forward to. From summer vacations in the mountains to a ham radio setup I built, to college and a career as an engineer in the space program, which was my constant desire.
 
What, pray tell, do kids have to look forward to these days? Coming home to the mall? To no one at home? To boredom in it's infinite form? Yes, even with the Internet and the media, it's boredom. Kids are bored to tears simply because there is no reality in their lives. The reality is perceived, and it's on TV and in the movies. It's virtual reality. The reality of kids' lives today is that there is little to nothing which is in their lives.
 
When you have little to look forward to, you have less to live for. Why not end it all, or why not take substances to assuage the fire which burns for something, anything which is real and from which we may accomplish anything? Children have little. They don't even have their imaginations. That went south with the end of radio. For in that medium, you saw the scenery, the actors, saw everything in your mind's eye. You were there more than you are there in today's movies and TV.
 
As for music ... I'd rather not go there. Yuk-a-puk!
 
In conclusion, our nation, once very great, once the place to die for, once the place to live for, to come to and become citizens, is no longer.
 
There are many who claim it is not yet over. I am so sorry to say this, but I don't agree. Unless our citizenry catches up to reality, there is no America. There is only hopelessness on the part of parents and children alike. It ain't over 'till the fat lady sings. Well, she gone. She gone north for a while. "So, what's a sweetheart like you, doin' in a dump like this?" - Bob Dylan
 
 
Jim Mortellaro


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