How many people still believe that we are at war?
How many people still believe that the war is worth fighting?
In how many minds has the events of September 11th, 2001, faded into the realm of policital propoganda?
Does anyone still believe there is evil in the world? And that it’s our duty to defend the helpless against it?
They are called extremists and freedom fighters, but how many still see them for what they are? Genocidists…Kamakazi’s..
We, the United States of America, founded on such infamous statements as ‘…endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness…’ ‘…with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence…’.
Yes, we are the super world power of the age, and we have attained such status in less than 300 years. How is this possible? All of Europe has existed, empires have risen and fallen, for four times as many years, yet we have surpassed them all.
Morality, Truth, Justice, Unalienable Rights…The right to excel, to flourish, to practice your religion while acknowledging the religion that made such freedoms, nay, such Privileges, possible. The right to protect our homes, to protect our families, to protect our cities, to protect our country.
How many Americans still feel a sense of pride in their own country?
How many young people’s minds have been warped by the power-hungry, destitute, victory-in-defeat, 4-star general slandering, and ultimately inconsequential liberal mindset?
Wake up, O Sleeper! Our country is winning in the War on Terror. We do have the support of other countries (mostly Western Europe, who have felt the scurge of Communism on their own cities and towns). We do have the support of the Almighty God, perfect in Truth and Justice. Our country is the best that has ever been, just ask the customs office, who are constantly being pummeled by your foreigners, ‘your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!’