I will not go willingly

Part of a post I made on another blog stated “Those who dismiss us and call us names should read a little history, stop drinking the Kool Aid and join the fight to take our country back.”

A liberal poster wrote that I was calling names by “implying” that every one who does not agree with me is drinking Kool Aid. Said my Grandparents welcomed the new deal and I obviously didn’t understand history. Kind comparing apples and oranges but I felt inspired to answer and thought it was too good not to appear here as well.

1.The liberal left has made a science of “implying” that all people who disagree with their politics are, gun toting, right wing extremists, clinging to a God they deny exists, are nuts at best and dangerous at worst ad nauseum. We’re just following your lead.

2. My grandparents emigrated to this country with a trunk of clothes and what money they had saved. They learned the language and raised their children in a country of unparalleled freedom. New dealers they weren’t and were they alive today they would have stood with us in Hartford. Two were farmers who by their own sweat and hard work kept their farm and raised their children during the great depression. My other two were city folk who swept buildings, scrubbed floors and did anything else they could do to keep their home and feed and clothe their children during those same times, and succeeded. They never took a penny from the government and never expected to, they never stood in a bread line and would starve first. They would perish at the thought and shame of asking anyone for a handout because they were poor and struggling to keep their hard earned homes. They were proud and I am blessed.

My wife’s grandparents lived in similar fashion, farmers and city folk. They, as did many many others also refused to look to the government to carry them through the depression and would die of hunger rather than stand in a bread line. They and thousands of others stood on their own two feet and by the sweat of their own labor kept their homes, fed their families and survived the worst economic crisis in all of history, and so can we.

3. At age 62 I’ve lived a bit of history, growing up on a farm with only a wood stove for heat and no indoor plumbing, but it was ours. I milked cows by hand and worked the soil from the time I could first hold a hoe. I was taught by teachers who preached the 3 R’s, not government dependence, who taught because they had a passion to teach and not for the perks. I learned in schools where we said yes ma’am and no ma’am and recited to Pledge of Allegiance every morning while saluting our country’s flag. We could also pray to God and celebrate Christmas and Easter. You passed or failed by your own performance and weren’t moved along because those who wouldn’t or couldn’t make the grade would feel bad, everyone didn’t get a star or play on the team, teaching us work all the harder. Students, myself included, stood in the corner, sat in the cloak room or felt the sting of a pointer, yardstick or 18 inch ruler when we were cutting up or being sassy, and are better people for it.

I apprenticed as a tool and die maker at a Connecticut manufacturer that disappeared along with thousands of jobs many years ago, was drafted into the Army and proudly served my country in Vietnam. Upon returning home I could have collected unemployment but because I had a trade they harassed me until I took a much lower paying job while a long haired ex classmate, in line ahead of me, wearing peace signs and the odor of pot collected his check every week without question. I worked at my trade, bought a house and provided for my family while so many were already drinking the Kool Aid of the left demanding more from the government, scorning the U.S. soldiers, smoking dope and living off the government’s largess. At work I was forced to pay union dues to the UAW or I couldn’t have a job because Connecticut is not a right to work state. The UAW used my dues to support candidates that I did not, and they wanted me to goof off because I was working too fast. I eventually rose to the position of mechanical engineer at that international company which once had several plants in Connecticut but now there are none, gone along with many hundreds of good paying jobs. To those losses I credit the UAW and our greedy politicians feathering their beds at the workers and taxpayer’s expense. Now my wife and I run a small business that our politicians are out to destroy by ruining the economy, destroying the free market and printing trillions of dollars to feed the pig. At the same time our customer base is reeling from the economy left wing legislators created, they’re planning on taking greater fees and higher taxes from our meager profit to give to someone else. Something is terribly wrong and I will not go willingly

4. Am I being critical? You bet I am. Is my criticism unfounded? Hardly!