Today, I sit in a home that keeps the rain off my head, the cold away in winter, and provides me with shelter from the elements.
It is my castle. I, and my bank, own it.
I have a vehicle that will carry me and mine. It is a workhorse that does what I need.
I have a machine , a woodshop and am in the process of creating a space to do hand woodworking.
I have earned these things by marrying correctly and working hard. Note, I married badly, twice, and it cost me wealth.
I have taken part in the unalienable rights to Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
My country was the first to recognize that these rights are unalienable. That they come from our creator, not from man, not from king, not from government. They are mine by right of being born.
I’m proud of my country. I’m proud that we recognize these rights.
When Jimmy Carter was my president, I was proud to be an American. When Reagan, Bush, Clinton, and George W. Bush were my presidents, I was proud to be an American.
When Obama and Biden were my presidents, I was still proud to be an American. I am still proud to be an American with Trump in office.
My country is worth being proud of. The only other country that has done as much for this world is the British Empire.
Unfortunately, the British Empire no longer exists.
When Carter bent over to the Communist “students” that had invaded our country in Iran, he said, “Please use some lube,” and not much else.
I was embarrassed by his response. I was disgusted by his actions. I was angry that he chose to let Iran do that to my countrymen. I was still proud to be an American.
When the party controlling my country are shitbags, worthy of nothing but derision and ridicule, they still represent my country. We, The People, are still good people. We still step up when there is need.
In most major disasters, American citizens give more than most countries. Then our country gives even more.
We are, by far, the most generous people in the world. It is one of the reasons that we are such suckers for emotional blackmail. We care.
If you want to say, “Not my president,” then give up your citizenship and emigrate to a different country. Accept their leadership, their politics, and their largesse. Until then, he is your president.
It is my country, right or wrong.
When it is wrong, I will step up to be heard. I will use the ballot box, I will use the jury box, and I hope and pray that I never have to use the cartridge box.
Right or wrong, Conservative or leftest, it is my country, I love her, I will defend her, I am proud of her.
Well said, and I could not agree more.
This country is not the government, it is the people. And too many people forget that.
There may come a day when this country falls, good knows there are enough factions working to that end. Until it does, and I hope that day never comes, I am proud of this country as well.
Amen, brother, and well put!
During the “pandemic”, I — like many people — found myself having more social interactions online. One of the advantages in this amazing thing we call the Internet is that it is world-wide, and one can meet and interact with people from all over the world.
Until you talk to people from less economically-advantaged nations, you really don’t realize and can’t truly understand just how good we have it here.
America is a unique experiment in human history. We’re the only nation on Earth founded on individual freedoms and limited government constantly in contention with itself. And because of that freedom and lack of government intervention, in an amazingly short history (not even 250 years yet) we’ve built the most successful economy based on individual achievement and innovation. Even the poorest of our poor have a better quality of life than almost anyone else, anywhere else.
That’s kind of a big deal, and I’m proud to be part of it, too.