Jerry Della Femina
WE HAVE MET THE ENEMY AND HE IS US (9/21/21)
Help me on this. I have a feeling this country is losing it.
Forget about lying, crazy Donald Trump and bumbling Joe Biden. Yes, we’ve hit an unfortunate run of presidents in the last 20 years, and the great presidents like Roosevelt, Truman, Eisenhower and Reagan – presidents who could inspire and ignite the whole country by dint of their style and their personalities and their decisions – are few and far between.
But that is the least of my concerns.
My main concern is you…me…all the people who make up this country.
Are we losing it?
I don’t know if this is just me, and my worry about the future of our country is just an old man’s worry, and we will go on as the greatest country in the world for centuries after I’m dead.
But I’m scared. What’s happening to us?
We’re being lied to every day by politicians from both parties.
Covid is a political football.
We’re sliding into inflation. Have you seen what it costs for a gallon of gasoline?
When inflation hits, the political party in charge will say, “It’s Trump’s fault.”
We were, in the past, energy-rich and dependent on no nation.
We’re not anymore, and the political party in charge will say, “It’s Trump’s fault.”
There’s a plan by the political party in charge to tax the pharmaceutical companies until they will not make a penny in profits.
This will mean your cost for a prescription will go down, down dramatically, but at the same time, those pharmaceutical companies will no longer be able to develop cures for diseases. Vaccines like those from Pfizer and Moderna and Johnson & Johnson – developed to save your life from Covid – won’t be developed in the future.
When that happens, the political party in charge will take credit for the lower prescription prices and say it’s Trump fault for this end of life-saving research.
It’s Trumps fault.
This excuse is being used the same way Stalin used an excuse for why socialism was failing. He said it was it was Trotsky’s fault.
The Russians were starving. Stalin said it was Trotsky’s fault.
The Russians were cold. Stalin said it was Trotsky’s fault.
The Russian people were miserable. Stalin said it was Trotsky’s fault.
Leon Trotsky was the Donald Trump of his day.
Donald Trump is a lying, despicable pig and he was a horrible president, but you and I know he didn’t force Wynken, Blynken and Nod to betray the people of Afghanistan and hand them over to the Taliban.
Until we ignore Donald Trump and he disappears, the people of this country will be at war with each other.
In a great column in the Wall Street Journal titled “America Has Lost the Thread,” Peggy Noonan brilliantly covered the subject I’m struggling with.
Ms. Noonan wrote: “Following the trauma and drama of 9/11 we started discovering in some new way our nation’s meaning – what it was in history, meant in history, meant to us. We talked about it. We saw: The first thing the firemen did after the towers fell was put up the flag.
“Twenty years in our history is treated as all sin, sin, sin. We’re like mad monks flagellating ourselves. We are going through a nonstop condemnation of our past and our people and their limits and ignorance. It isn’t healthy. Reflection and honest questioning are, but not this. And so much of it comes from our most successful and secure, our elites and establishments. Regular people look and think, ‘But if our professors and media leaders and tech CEOs hate us, who is going to help us think our way out of this mess?’ And they know someone has to, because they know in a way that elites can never understand, because they have grown so used to security, that no nation can proceed in the world safely and fruitfully when at bottom it hates itself.”
Brava, Ms. Noonan.
On November 18, 1956, Nikita Khrushchev said, “Whether you like it or not, history is on our side. We will bury you.” Later he said, “Of course, we will not bury you with a shovel. Your own working class will bury you,” a reference to the Marxist saying, “The proletariat is the undertaker of capitalism.”
When the Berlin Wall came down, we decided that we had won the cold war. But I’m starting to think maybe we haven’t.
If you go to Novodevichy Cemetery in Moscow and you listen closely at Khrushchev’s tomb, you just might hear the old bastard laughing.
Because 33 years after his “we will bury you” crack, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez was born in the Bronx. She’s 31 and beautiful. So beautiful that you might fail to notice that Ms. Ocasio-Cortez is dumb.
Not just mentally slow, but incredibly dumb. And yet she gets a pass in this society because she speaks the seductive language of socialism.
As a socialist/crackpot, Ocasio-Cortez calls for us to develop a carbon-neutral economy in 12 years or we will die. She calls for the end to cars, planes and farting cows who emit a variety of greenhouse gases; the most worrisome byproduct of their digestive tracts is methane.
Last week she attended the annual Met “Aren’t We All Rich and Beautiful” Gala, which is the antithesis of everything she believes and preaches to the masses. She wore a dress with the words “Tax the Rich” written on her beautiful ass.
She wore a dress whose cost would have fed a homeless family for a few years.
She is today’s flavor of the month and in 20 years her great beauty will fade, but she won’t be any smarter.
But these days a lot of young people are listening to her. Noting this, some vote-greedy politicians are drifting towards her.
She’s on the Bernie Sanders communist express train and they, along with a lot of other lefties, want this government to raise $6 trillion so they can offer people free “no work” jobs, free healthcare, free rent, free education.
A world where everything is free except freedom.
Which brings up the question: Will my grandkids live in a socialist country, and will they welcome it?
I can’t leave you on this sober note.
How about a question and a joke?
Is it too early to start a “Joe Manchin for President” group?
The one-line joke from the internet which will give everyone my age a smile:
If I were to die I would prefer to go peacefully, in my sleep, like my grandpa…not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
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