Remember when you put on the news, you actually got the news? Remember when you didn’t give a rats ass about Politics? Remember when you went to sleep without a worry in the world? Remember when you felt safe walking the streets in your own neighborhood? Remember family time while everyone ate dinner together as a family? Remember when learning and embracing your religion was an important part of your life? Remember normality? I’m not saying it is all lost but I am saying nothing is the same. Everything has changed. The world has changed especially here in our United States. It seems like happiness has been replaced by fear. Smiles replaced by frowns. Respect has become a thing of the past. It just seems hatred is now embraced by a party who wants nothing more but to divide us while sticking a dagger directly in the heart of love. It seems like a party wants to strip us of happiness and bring us all to a dark place in order to control us. Hatred is the new love. The worst part? The Dems couldn’t be more proud of their hateful accomplishments. They embrace their creation.
I just want to wake up from this nightmare, walk outside my house and once again seeing kids playing on the streets. I want to see people sitting in front of their houses, talking all hours of the night. I want to drive in my car and see streets filled with American loving citizens. I want to drive to the gas station, fill my car and still have money in my pocket. I want to know when I’m at work my family is safe. I want to be able to go to the supermarket and be able to afford it. I’d love to afford my bills, do family things and still be able to put money in the bank. I want our entire education system to return to normal and teach our kids everything we learned especially the history of this great country. I want the return of religious beliefs and the return of God in everyone’s life. I want the end of division, the end of racism, and the return of love thy neighbor despite your skin color. I want our kids to once again realize, through hard work anything is possible. I want them to know when I leave this earth, everything is going to be Ok. I want an end to all wars. I want the American Dream to be resurrected. I want the love of our country to return along with American pride.I want live and respect to return to our police officers. I want our justice system restored, criminals taken off the streets. I want the return of mental institutions for those who aren’t fit to live in society as they receive the proper care they need. I want love for our flag and country to be prioritized.
That’s my short list. That is the America I remember. That’s the America I want. That’s the America I want our younger generation to embrace and always ready to fight for. Many of us were fortunate to grow up in that America. We are the backbone that can help restore that America. We know what it takes and if what you are witnessing today doesn’t have you on edge, and willing to do what it takes to get us back to that place, then I’m sorry, you are not made to be a part of our America. Everything I said sounds great. Sounds like a fairytale. A pipe dream. What if I told you, you can have all of it. Everything I said and more. What if I told you we have one last chance to return to the place where many generations all got to enjoy? Sounds impossible? It’s not. We are in the fight of our lifetime, a fight we must win, our donor die moment. I promise you, if you give it everything you got, fight for love of our country, and bring the American resolve we all have deep inside us, that picture perfect America is within our reach. It starts with decimating the people looking to take it all away and it starts with strong leadership. It starts with your faith in God and it ends with your trust in Trump. Donald Trump is the chosen one and he will be our Champion to return our Country back to the people and Trump Will Make America Great Again. You have my word. God Bless. My two cents
I was born in Finland in the early 60s. For nearly the first three decades of my life I never saw other people but ethnic Finns, Sami - who mostly look exactly the same as Finns, so unless they are dressed in their ethnic costumes or speak their own language you can't tell them from Finns - and Roma, who used to be the only group living in this country who actually look a bit different, although even with them the biggest difference is a different culture.
The first time I ever saw somebody who really looked different from me and the people I was used to was when holidaying in Spain with a friend and her family in my teens, then a few years later with my parents in Morocco.
Different cultures. But they weren't mixed with each other, they were confined into their countries, and sometimes to smaller groups, but groups who mostly seemed to get along because they had been living next to each other for long times.
Heh. That of course was at least partly an illusion. Yugoslavia seemed like a pretty solid single country back then.
And when I traveled around Europe later there were very few immigrants from outside Europe living here, apart from some from Turkey, mostly in Germany - West Germany back then. Scandinavian countries, and mine, were mostly pretty safe, to the point of boredom, nothing much ever seemed to happen here. There was some terrorism south of here, then done by small groups of mostly far left radicalized rich kids. And more organized crime, especially further south, but it was not something most people would ever see in their personal lives unless they got mixed in it by their own actions, or lived in those places where Mafia or some other group was based, or were rich enough that they would seem like a tempting target for any criminals. About the most exciting thing that ever happened to me was to see a few old people with the concentration camp number tattoos in their arms in a cafe in West Germany, and having the realization that the WWII wasn't quite as ancient history then as it had felt for somebody born nearly two decades after its end. Which was bit of a revelation, in spite of the fact that to my generation, back when we were young, the assumption was that most older men were veterans.
Back then politics didn't seem to be something particularly important.
And then most of that has changed in a few decades.
Because, it now seems, the people actually interested in politics were mostly the wrong people, while most of us were blissfully sleeping.
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Remember when you put on the news, you actually got the news? Remember when you didn’t give a rats ass about Politics? Remember when you went to sleep without a worry in the world? Remember when you felt safe walking the streets in your own neighborhood? Remember family time while everyone ate dinner together as a family? Remember when learning and embracing your religion was an important part of your life? Remember normality? I’m not saying it is all lost but I am saying nothing is the same. Everything has changed. The world has changed especially here in our United States. It seems like happiness has been replaced by fear. Smiles replaced by frowns. Respect has become a thing of the past. It just seems hatred is now embraced by a party who wants nothing more but to divide us while sticking a dagger directly in the heart of love. It seems like a party wants to strip us of happiness and bring us all to a dark place in order to control us. Hatred is the new love. The worst part? The Dems couldn’t be more proud of their hateful accomplishments. They embrace their creation.
I just want to wake up from this nightmare, walk outside my house and once again seeing kids playing on the streets. I want to see people sitting in front of their houses, talking all hours of the night. I want to drive in my car and see streets filled with American loving citizens. I want to drive to the gas station, fill my car and still have money in my pocket. I want to know when I’m at work my family is safe. I want to be able to go to the supermarket and be able to afford it. I’d love to afford my bills, do family things and still be able to put money in the bank. I want our entire education system to return to normal and teach our kids everything we learned especially the history of this great country. I want the return of religious beliefs and the return of God in everyone’s life. I want the end of division, the end of racism, and the return of love thy neighbor despite your skin color. I want our kids to once again realize, through hard work anything is possible. I want them to know when I leave this earth, everything is going to be Ok. I want an end to all wars. I want the American Dream to be resurrected. I want the love of our country to return along with American pride.I want live and respect to return to our police officers. I want our justice system restored, criminals taken off the streets. I want the return of mental institutions for those who aren’t fit to live in society as they receive the proper care they need. I want love for our flag and country to be prioritized.
That’s my short list. That is the America I remember. That’s the America I want. That’s the America I want our younger generation to embrace and always ready to fight for. Many of us were fortunate to grow up in that America. We are the backbone that can help restore that America. We know what it takes and if what you are witnessing today doesn’t have you on edge, and willing to do what it takes to get us back to that place, then I’m sorry, you are not made to be a part of our America. Everything I said sounds great. Sounds like a fairytale. A pipe dream. What if I told you, you can have all of it. Everything I said and more. What if I told you we have one last chance to return to the place where many generations all got to enjoy? Sounds impossible? It’s not. We are in the fight of our lifetime, a fight we must win, our donor die moment. I promise you, if you give it everything you got, fight for love of our country, and bring the American resolve we all have deep inside us, that picture perfect America is within our reach. It starts with decimating the people looking to take it all away and it starts with strong leadership. It starts with your faith in God and it ends with your trust in Trump. Donald Trump is the chosen one and he will be our Champion to return our Country back to the people and Trump Will Make America Great Again. You have my word. God Bless. My two cents
Not that different here in Europe.
I was born in Finland in the early 60s. For nearly the first three decades of my life I never saw other people but ethnic Finns, Sami - who mostly look exactly the same as Finns, so unless they are dressed in their ethnic costumes or speak their own language you can't tell them from Finns - and Roma, who used to be the only group living in this country who actually look a bit different, although even with them the biggest difference is a different culture.
The first time I ever saw somebody who really looked different from me and the people I was used to was when holidaying in Spain with a friend and her family in my teens, then a few years later with my parents in Morocco.
Different cultures. But they weren't mixed with each other, they were confined into their countries, and sometimes to smaller groups, but groups who mostly seemed to get along because they had been living next to each other for long times.
Heh. That of course was at least partly an illusion. Yugoslavia seemed like a pretty solid single country back then.
And when I traveled around Europe later there were very few immigrants from outside Europe living here, apart from some from Turkey, mostly in Germany - West Germany back then. Scandinavian countries, and mine, were mostly pretty safe, to the point of boredom, nothing much ever seemed to happen here. There was some terrorism south of here, then done by small groups of mostly far left radicalized rich kids. And more organized crime, especially further south, but it was not something most people would ever see in their personal lives unless they got mixed in it by their own actions, or lived in those places where Mafia or some other group was based, or were rich enough that they would seem like a tempting target for any criminals. About the most exciting thing that ever happened to me was to see a few old people with the concentration camp number tattoos in their arms in a cafe in West Germany, and having the realization that the WWII wasn't quite as ancient history then as it had felt for somebody born nearly two decades after its end. Which was bit of a revelation, in spite of the fact that to my generation, back when we were young, the assumption was that most older men were veterans.
Back then politics didn't seem to be something particularly important.
And then most of that has changed in a few decades.
Because, it now seems, the people actually interested in politics were mostly the wrong people, while most of us were blissfully sleeping.
Fuckin’a yeah!!
That's the problem. I'm 62 and now realize we never got the news.