Where do you stand?
When speaking of children, it’s easy to get into debates with regard to how to raise them; what’s appropriate and what isn’t what is too harsh or what might be too coddling.
The following is a list of things that might seem perfectly normal depending on personal philosophy.
- When they misbehave, you scold them.
- When they challenge authority, you punish them.
- When they don’t want to share, you make them share or maybe take their stuff away.
- When they are aggressive, you shut them down, maybe even medicate them.
- When they say what you judge to be inappropriate, you reprimand them and perhaps punish them.
- When they play games that hurt no one but that you judge to be ‘inappropriate’ or wrong, you prohibit them from playing in that manner, or make it difficult for them to do so.
- When they call another person names, you lecture them.
- When they get into a fight, you punish them by restricting them.
- When they are offensive, you censure them.
- When they don’t want to contribute their fair share, you take their things away.
- When they daydream, you force them to focus with drugs or therapy.
- When they express their opinion unasked, you shush them.
One could argue that everything on that list is more or less common place when it comes the discussion regarding the teaching, control, and raising of children, right?
But look at that list again. Go ahead, I’ll wait…
What if I wasn’t talking about parents and children? What if I were talking about your relationship with the government? Does that change your perspective on that list?
Welcome to how your government sees you.
Once you see that in context, it’s very easy to add to that list, isn’t it? You could add that when you exercise basic human rights the government doesn’t like, the government does its level best to ridicule you and shame you.
You could add that when you refuse to follow government defined ‘norms’, you are shunned and your judgment is called into question.
You could also say that when you ask uncomfortable questions, you are defined as a radical and your character is impugned… the list is practically endless.
Everything has been turned upside down. The government is not our parents. The government has chosen to ignore that they are not the authority, they are simply the chosen representatives of the authority wielded by the true government, We The People; the citizens of this once-great country. The men and women who serve in government are not the authority; they are servants of the collective authority of We The People.
And they have forgotten that one, very important point.
What’s more profoundly important and disturbing is that We The People have forgotten that as well. We have. And that is a horrible thing. What once made us great, something that we have every right to be proud of; is that as Americans, we once had our hands on the yoke of our own destiny; from the individual all the way up to the entire nation; but that is gone.
We have been reduced to a divided group of bickering hens that would rather lie on the couch, eating chips out of a bag, while we watch the latest reality show or sports event. Most people would prefer to do that, than to actually stand and take a hand in steering our own course. We long ago shrugged a lazy shrug and handed our destiny over to power hungry, greedy lawyers who have more interest in their own enrichment, than they have a sense of duty to their country and their fellow man.
We have set about destroying ourselves from within; something that we were amply warned would be the case. And like so many other things we have put our hands to, we did a bang-up job of it.
But it might not be too late. There might still be time to set our course right, if enough people care. If enough people are willing to get up off of the couch and bust out of their comfort zone. If enough people have the will, and the heart, and the tenacity to take a chance on losing it all in an effort to regain what we once were, what it was once our destiny to be. We could get it all back.
It’s all lost anyway, if we don’t wake up.
The question is; will that happen? Are you willing to fight? To dedicate what the youngest and the ‘least’ among us signed up for when they volunteered to defend this country and its people from all enemies, foreign and domestic? Do you have the cajones?
Or will you gladly let others shoulder that burden while you lazily drink your craft beer you’re so proud of; and you work your way through that bag of chips as you tiredly root for the meaningless outcome of your favorite sports event?
Do you Know Your Place?