Should I Give Up?
I am almost to the point where I want to give up.
It seems as though the assault on this nation is so relentless, so without reason and so blind, that I want to cash my chips in. I am beginning to think there's no winning in this war. And war is what this is.
The Left has no love for the freedoms we used to cherish. I am convinced they would prefer another sort of reality. A world in which someone else takes responsibility for everything. Everything. Your life, your family, your entire existence. Just leave it to someone else. 'THEY' know better. 'WE' don't know anything. Life is just too complex for the common man to comprehend, much less live without THEIR guidance.
After all, they have have the best of intentions - right? They only want to insure we all 'get along' and have 'peace'. All we have to do is turn our lives over to them and they will see to it that we are 'taken care of'.
They will never give up making this happen, they will stop at nothing to do so and this goal is all they live for.
Perhaps they are correct. 'Free thinking' has resulted in WHAT? This chaotic world, rife with destruction and death, is apparently all free thinking can accomplish.
Maybe it would be better to have someone else in control of our lives.
Someone to tell us the what, when, where, how and why we exist. If we just get onboard they will lead us to the 'Promised Land'.
But there's this little voice inside of me that says I am best equipped to make my decisions. Silly little thing. I shouldn't listen.
That same voice tells me to allow YOU to make your own choices. Silly little thing.
There's a term that refers to the once incarcerated - 'institutionalized'. It means that once a man has become a prisoner, had his routine dictated, his day planned and regulated, he yearns for that discipline. Hence the high rate of recivitism in our penal system.
Ask yourself this ... am I more able to make YOUR choices? I'll grant you that YOU may be better at making mine. Do YOU want that responsibilty?
Maybe I'm just getting old, maybe I am worn out. Maybe I just don't have that 'fight' left in me.
And maybe I'll do battle until I die to make damned sure we all make our own lives.
That is all.





