One wonders sometimes about the motivations of what people sometimes do. Is generational “change” more important than, say, freedom? We’ve fought for a number of years, spilled the blood of our youth, spent vast sums of our national treasure, to prevent what we are about to allow to happen to our country. We thought that we had won that fight. We dropped our guard for just a few, relatively short years… and all that we fought to preserve we now seem to choose to give away.
Has it really been so long that we forgot what it is that it was which we fought against? Does this “new” generation even remember that cold war? And what of the men who fought it? Where did that Colin Powell go, that fine General who fought for and served this country so well, now to seemingly care more for “appearances” and “the future” above what this country was founded for, it’s history, and what it has meant and given to the world? My heart aches for my country. We’ve so much to lose, and it can so quickly be gone… They say you never know what you’ve got till its gone, and for so many here, that is a truth that will surly haunt them.