On what is the beginning of this fourth of July weekend, I sit here staring into the yonder, pondering on how far we’ve come from where we were and where we’re headed.
As I draw comparisons of where I’m at to where I come from, it’s hard to ignore the vast differences. Here, there is a sense of freedom and normalcy. Back home, there are heavy restrictions and control.
Not by any surprise, those back home, who’ve not set foot outside their area, out of sheer ignorance, have ill perceived thoughts of what life is like in places outside their bubble. For many, places such as Texas, Montana, Wyoming, West Virginia, the Dakotas, and others, are nothing more than the wild west run amok; however, nothing can be further from the truth. I’ve experienced more freedoms and liberties in those states I mentioned, than in those states where those who complain about said states reside.
Over two hundred years ago, the founders of this great nation were cautious of so much government overreach as to impinge personal liberties and freedoms. To their great peril, they colluded in secrecy to fight the oppression of British rule.
Save for a few bastions of hope, I see many places in this great nation eroding, some faster than others.
I know not if I will be around for the final decay of society, but fear my children will. What will they suffer? What oppression will they endure? Is there hope for their future? The erosion began far longer than I’ve been on this earth, but I can certainly see the difference today than when I was younger. I’ve certainly felt the effects of my freedoms getting stripped.
I can’t predict the future. What I can do, however, is take a moment and remember the reasons for July 4th, 1776
