posted on Apr, 19 2012 @ 05:44 AM
I have tp admit it...my wife and I have considered it. We looked at Costa Rico, Equador, we have been on mission trips to Honduras and Mexico... and
just like Dorothy in Oz...
There's no place like home.
We decided to stick it out and fight if it comes to that.I am more active politically than I have ever been and look forward to the fall elections. We
have even considered running for local political office.
Despite all of her faults, the US is still a great place to live. I think a lot of what some perceive is due to their limited paradigm of where they
live or what they expose themselves to. I suppose the same could be said about me.
However, I do know a lot of the things some say you can't do anymore or will be persecuted or prosecuted for... we still due here in NC.
In Michigan they are arresting farmers and killing hogs. Here in NC, pigs are traded via CraigsList.
In some states, you get arrested for defending your home.Here we defend our homes.
College is expensive and folks protests. Here all of our children go to community colleges, my youngest graduates this fal with two degrees with
honors... she worked, I worked, and she got scholarships... no debt after graduation. Our oldest just graduated diesel school and got a great job with
caterpillar and they reimbursed his costs.
The economy is bad, but my other son has an internet recording label up and running and after a couple of years of hard work is making money. My other
daughter is manager of a succesful restuarant and assists with the Bed n Breakfast there. I am asst mngr at a farm supply store and we can't find
good help. At a neighboring store in the next county over, the manager has gone 6 months without an asst because he couldn't find a qualified person
willing to work 10-11 hours a day or they wanted every weekend off.. in retail you work when everybody else is off.
My point is...In the US, things are tough, but you have to be tougher. We tend to forget that all of this has happened before and for some reason we
thought all those stories our grand parents told us were fairy tales.
You know the ones...how they wlaked to work 5 miles one way. How they worked all day or all night and then did work in the garage for the extra
money... and were glad to get it.
Or they ate left overs until they were gone or they cut all the lights off exept in the room they were in or how they only went out to eat on special
occassions or how they packed their lunch everyday or how they only had one car... Or come summer they had a garden and put up everything they could
and grandma kept all of her empty jars, bags, mended old socks or grand pa kept his old ragged pants to paint or cut grass in.
Further, this is a big country. I mean a big country. There are counties out in western USA bigger than some European countries. Alaska is bigger than
all of western Europe. In Europe, most villages are so close you can bike between them. Here, we drive 30 minutes just to get to town and the grocery
store. Out in Montana or Wyoming, you can drive 30 minutes just to get to A store.
Lots of resources and good people here...lots of room and wide open places. And still a lot of folks that live good lives and take advantage and work
for the opportunities we have as Americans. And these opportunities are for everyone.
In the next town over is a pizza restuarant. It is owned and operated by Ahmed, a Muslim. He has on his walls pics of Italy, the Cape Hatteras Light
House, Richard petty, and Mecca, and Egytian Pharoahs. He has a big pic of the Koran in a special place where everybody can see it. His wife wears a
Burka... and he always has a good crowd and sells some really good NY style pizza to the biggest bunch of Baptists and methodists and red necks and
farmers and fishermen you ever saw... myself included. And no one cares.
If I ran everytime life got hard, I would constantly be running. So, we decided to stay and enjoy all the good things about America and fix those
things that are broke. And if they come for me, my family, or my pigs... or Ahmed's Pizza...then we will fight. And so will my neighbors... and my
extended family... and so will the farmer's co-op... and so on.