I’m not so sure….


I recently had one of those conversations that aren’t overtly “political”, but still leave me watching my every word.

Because I am a loud mouthed lefty, I try very hard to bite my tongue when I’m around relatives and friends who lean to the right.  I do try; I do!

This most recent conversation, however, focused on how wonderful it is that Americans take such great care of our children.  How we value children so much in our culture. It was one of those “let’s pat ourselves on the back” comments that so many people make.  Sort of the like the “This is the greatest country to ever exist!” comments.

I didn’t say much when the person who was speaking went on about how incredibly lucky American children are to be born here.

I didn’t say much, but you know what? I’m not so sure.

I’m not so sure that this country really does value its children.

I look at the disdain with which our national leaders talk about teachers, the way so many of them revile us and our outrageous demands for a living wage and a reasonable retirement.

I recall with sadness the people who demand that all welfare recipients be drug tested and kicked off of support if they test positive for anything other than caffeine, no matter what that loss of food stamps might do to the children of those people.

Then there are the people who are screaming in outrage over the fact that “Obamacare” will guarantee that sick children get health insurance.  I mean, seriously?

And most of all, I think about the issue of “gun rights”.  You know, those outstanding supporters of American children who raise holy hell every time someone suggests that maybe we should limit the number of Uzi’s that one guy can buy “for sport”.  The ones who scream “treason!!!”  if we dare to raise the idea of a national gun registry, so that just maybe we can keep track when a guy decides to buy 4 assault weapons in 60 days.

It seems to me that people who value their children are willing to take away some “freedoms” from adults if it might save the lives of some of those children.  It seems to me that people who value their children are willing to make it just a little bit harder for people to arm themselves with weapons of mass destruction.  It seems to me that when a nine-year old girl is shot and killed because she went to the supermarket to hear her Congresswoman speak, people who value their children will spring into action to do whatever it takes to prevent a repeat of that murder. That when people  hear about a young mother in critical condition crying for her six year old daughter, not knowing that her baby is already dead, those people will demand justice for that baby. I expect people in a country that “values its children” to march as one into the gun shows and gun dealerships and NRA headquarters and rip those terrible weapons from the hands of those who wield them.

I don’t give a rat’s ass what the second amendment says or was meant to say when it was written.  The founding freakin fathers were NOT writing about assault weapons.

If people can’t understand that simple fact, then they most certainly do NOT value the lives of children.

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4 responses to this post.

  1. “Then there are the people who are screaming in outrage over the fact that “Obamacare” will guarantee that sick children get health insurance. I mean, seriously?”

    Give me a break Karen. Hyperbole much?

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  2. Yes, Teresa, this post is full of hyperbole. I am just so outrageously disgusted with the facts in this country. I am sick to death of the screams of outrage of stolen “freedoms” and stolen “rights”. There is no logic to the arguments against gun regulation. None. And I haven’t heard a single honest cogent argument against the health care law, limited and pathetic as it is, either.
    In this post, though, I am focused squarely on those who refuse to even consider a limit on gun ownership. My rage is getting the best of me here: more dead kids for us to mourn. Hoorah for the USA.

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  3. “Because I am a loud mouthed lefty, I try very hard to bite my tongue when I’m around relatives and friends who lean to the right. I do try; I do!”

    I just returned from a trip that involved hanging out with my crazy, funny, heavy-drinking, lovable, passionately right-wing family. My mom, for ex, is a “birther” and seriously believes that Obama is a socialist hell-bent on ruining this country. My dad calls me a communist, and he’s only half-joking. Our dinner conversations are awesome!

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    • That’s fabulous! My family is usually fine with some loving and spirited debate, but lately the intensity of the rhetoric is getting to us (or to me, at least). Its feeling pretty out of control, pretty crazy….. Maybe I should come to your house!

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