It's About a World Revolving Around Just Six Pillars of Character Thing

Dear America,

yes, little old gthing went all AWOL for a wee bit.  it happens.

no need to get into the itty bitty details of a kitchen unplugged, or my girl upended from a cold, or my own unraveling from the lack of sleep while working extra hours (picture a smidge cranky and then light a match under it)...

...aw, no bother, it's just life.  (that's just a little Eeyore, revisited)

And speaking of revisiting...

hummmmm di dum dum

Can we just return to a little more of the "don't ask don't tell" policy -- and not just for the military, but for bloody ALL of us!!!!!!

Now, it's not that I can't accept different people. I can!   Yes I can --  we all can -- we all scream for can-cans (with frilly tutus and everything)!

How ever God made you and me, we are free to be.  And it's all good.

But something seems to be upsetting the balance of nearly every facet of our lives -- be it within changes of early childhood education, athletics (both amateurs and pros)... even occurring within the very first line of defense of our national security, our military.

And just what, pray tell, has set me off this not so bright eyed and pin the tail on the donkey morning?   THIS!

Enough already.

Seriously?

Is this really an issue we have to spend public air space to figure out?  Do we really want to --- no, need to -- know that there are nearly 16,000 trans genders in the military as we speak? 

Then there's this --

So, we can't afford to subsidize the average military family food budget any longer -- according to recent news upturning the honey pot, and cutting the budget going towards the local commissary on every military base from sea to shining sea -- and quite possible closing some of them altogether --  but we can extend hard earned tax dollars, calculated to come to hundreds of thousands, millions even, for sex changes and medication -- not to be outdone by the inordinate amount of extra care, attention to detail, and changes to military procedure and policy, based solely upon one's sexual orientation?   Or should we say, disorientation. 

The juxtaposition is simply insulting really.

The military's lower classes and our veterans -- the members who will undoubtedly feel it the most --  can just take it up the ass, clearly being the hardest hit with these cuts,  but for all you trans babies  -- yay you!  You get a free re-do on the taxpayer dime.  Can we just, at the very least, take it to a vote?

If I were trans -- this kind of news would actually incite me to enlist!  What's a few years serving in the military, when in fact, before it's all told and undone, there's a free sex change in it.

And NO.  I do not think our children need to be educated from kindergarten by an agenda fulfilling the progressive think tank's wet dreams.  (That might be too rough around the edges, but oh well, it's just the mood I'm in).

That topic -- anything along the lines of the specific best-interests of the LGBT agenda -- crosses lines of religion, cultural tradition and precedence, and personal boundaries predicated upon individual rights.   To really consider every individual family's orientation, if you will -- the topic is not something our early education needs to be involved with.  It should be handled, discussed, and left to be decided at the family level - however it looks. 

Perhaps by middle school -- having amassed a set of discriminating guidelines surrounding health education teachings thoughtfully arrived from a balanced conglomeration of ideas on various lifestyles -- the topic can be entered into the discussion.  Surely by that time, having been given a foundation of understanding through their parent(s), and having grown up and into their own, our children are ready for a discussion such a this.  Key word there was OUR, just in case it slipped right on past you...but I digress.

The thing is -- there are many times when it just feels that the LGBT agenda is being selfish, narcissistic even, needy beyond what seems to be the norm.  What gives this group the right to be on a pedestal?  Maybe it's just me. 

But we all need to work it out somehow.   And I really think we can.  And we will.

The thing is -- early education is a time for Winnie the Pooh, and things like The Six Pillars of Character, for goodness sakes!

Please note: these  "pillars" are for everyone  in equal portion and include trustworthiness, respect (oooh, pooh,  speaking of which, I have to do it... Cuz somebody needs to revisit third grade apparently...r-s-p-e-c-t,),  responsibility, fairness, caring, and citizenship. 

I do believe this covers it,  does it not?  Don't these ideas, these concepts, work and apply for everyone and everything in life?  And not just for grade school, but for every year thereafter?  Caring for those who are different, good citizenship and treating others the way we want to be treated -- these things are universal no matter who's your daddy/daddy or mama/mama or mommy/daddy or some other combination yet to be decided, no?

No, no, I got an idea.   How about if we all have to be force fed the LGBT education -- we get to bring in The McGuffey's Readers world? !  Yeah, yeah -- a series that highlights the story of Creation, by God, and concentrates on all things relating to good character all the way through grade school!    yeah, yeah, that should be the end of it, no?

Oh what a wonderful, wonderful world it would be if we revolved around just six pillars of character every live long day ... and all sat down to have cookies and milk about three o'clock... a girl can dream, can't she now?

But noooooooooooo -- we, the people, are being forced to deal, no accept without cause, some kind of hostile takeover of not only our kids early health (sexual) education beginning too early for words, but our whole entire focus on day to day life in America; and showing up in places we certainly don't need any extra controversy or concern as our military boys and girls set out each day to protect us, and seemingly, the rest of the disenfranchised world.



PEOPLE!  We need to work it out somehow.  
And I really think we can. 

And we will. 

It just doesn't look like it will be today.

No bother, right?

Make it a Good Day, G


And hey, how about we pray a little  (or not! your choice!)   --

Let us pray for Harlem.  For it is a tragedy, by gas leak, that could have been prevented.

And for Malaysia Airlines Flight 370...For any one of us could have been on it.  And isn't the not-knowing aspect of what happened so unnerving.    poof!  just gone...how can something like that just disappear into thin air?    Let us pray for the souls on board and their families.

And finally, let us pray for our families.  That we figure out how to work things out in a way that truly works for all of us fair and square.  [oooh, is that a double entendre?  is it? the world may never know...]

Dear America,

Happy Wednesday.

You know why 70% of our economy relies on consumer spending?  It's because, up until about high noon yesterday, we were a nation built upon wealth building in every facet, rain or shine, from sunrise to sunset; and then, only to awaken and get up and do it all over again the next morning.

But just what, pray tell, is messing with us these days?

Just what seems to be robbing us of our livelihoods right under our very noses, leaving a legacy of debt to our children, while extinguishing all hope of keeping to our common sense and sensibilities once more?  What in Sam Hill will bring this runaway train to a complete stop, safely and without further injury, I dare ask? 

Seems that with the age of Obama, enlightenment comes by way of redistribution, no skills necessary, neither labor nor aptitude required; as we give way to the lowest common denominator rule of outlaws, honed by progressives and socialists alike -- as we can't tell them apart anymore.  Yet it is this very nature, precisely, that runs counterproductive to the inherent philosophy of building America from the ground up, from bouncing baby to chief engineer and maker of one's life, and goes against everything our founders set forth to accomplish and protect.

How they must be rolling over in their graves, as they are set to witness a rally come 10-2-10 centered solely upon the collectivization of our dear country, capitalizing on the disparity between the haves and the have nots, and turning us into a nation that punishes wealth, promotes an entitlement society built not to contribute to but recklessly take, and squanders the abundance of our most precious resource, once made in America daily, our self-reliance. (for more on the ONE NATION rally...start by going to the Communist Party USA...and travel thru time and the links...crossing paths with Obama's Organizing for America...and you will get there, eventually -- for "we are all socialists now" according to Newsweek, under Obama rule)

As we brought up yesterday, The McGuffey Readers are an elevated collection of tools for proper use and deliverance of the English language, that turn the task of communication into a thing of beauty and elegance, really -- and if I may be so bold, almost romanticizing the common duty for one and all, in the most uplifting and thoughtful way.  Never mind that they are older than dirt.

How the world, and how we read about it, through it, and in it, has changed, no?

You see, the magnanimous side to Glenn Beck offers us a snippet of how we have changed as a nation, when it comes to our learning, and the processes thereof, almost daily, when he asks of us one thing.  What is that one thing?  To QUESTION with BOLDNESS.

From this perspective, one cannot help but wonder how our children could continue to benefit from such "old fashioned engineering" like questioning -- with boldness; and how at the turn of every page, placed at the very fingertips of every child, from back in the day of horse and buggy, how such workings via such tools as the McGuffey Readers could permeate into the minds of young Americans, totally transforming the common day right before their very eyes, while fundamentally teaching the basics and enriching the spirit, from the inside out; suffice it to say, the all encompassing collection outweigh the standards of any English language study of the twentieth (or even the twenty-first!) century -- but go ahead and question it.  I dare you.

A system, like McGuffey's, swaddles the pre-reader and cradles him all the way through high school, in a series of books that gradually steps up the learning process, weaving together the very basics, like phonics -- decoding the relationship of letters and sounds -- moving seamlessly into understanding the fluidity of our voice, our inflections, and reading aloud -- to discovering how in fact we take it all in and comprehend what we read -- to the advancement of recognizing the timelessness of grasping the fullness of any language -- to the creative genius of writing, speaking, and thinking about what it is we have just read, to the level that continues to test us -- and leaving us well within the confines of a long pause -- as it's never really enough; only finding ourselves hungering for more, as we reach out for the next nugget of information as if it were our last meal.

This is the way English was taught.  It was an art, it was a pleasure, it was an extension of the Divine, working and meandering through the young and porous mind with an unimaginable thirst for the purity of knowledge, the ability to think for themselves, and most of all, to question -- anything and everything -- with boldness. 

Debate was merely a tool from which it played; the sharp exchange of attitudes and ideologies were the colorful bounty from which we came; and the freedom to actually think, amongst our peers, deep, thoughtful wonderings of how we came into being, what makes our world go round, to mindful contemplation as to where we might possibly, individually and collectively, not only find our happiness -- but labor in it, make it, promote it, sell it, and build honest to goodness wealth from it.

The finer point under which McGuffey preached his higher learning was simply this: "AFTER A CHILD LEARNS TO READ HE CAN READ TO LEARN." 

Common themes under the "advanced comprehension" stage included subjects venturing into areas now considered very much taboo -- truth, religion, patriotism, life values, spirituality, eternity, free enterprise; all these things, according to progressive teachings and the current steamrolling over our fundamental principles, would call for a class action law suit, spearheaded, of course, by the ACLU, today.

But I ask you, what good does this do for any of us? 

Where is the harm in having a simple discussion of what makes us tick, and why, and how does this information lead us, protect us, serve us, and unite us, as a people -- as individuals and as a whole? 

Since when did the discussion of that which makes us strong, vibrant, good and meaningful become so threatening to those who fear to question with boldness at all, unable to comprehend the beauty of all sides, the full monty, the differences between and the commonalities that bind? 

Why can't it be safe to bare all and show our vulnerabilities, to fall on our knees in thanksgiving and praise, or connect to the Universal Source of all that is good -- and talk about it?!

I don't understand why it is acceptable for the Nancy Pelosi's of this world to be able to articulate "the word" as a matter of civic duty, pointing to the word of God as the Way, the Truth, and the Light only when needing support for her monstrosity of a health care bill, masterminding the social justice angle meeting up with our moral compass, as if they simply bumped into each other at the corner store; and yet our children cannot utter a word of it, if only as a matter of discussion and debate, in school??? I don't get that.

The McGuffey Readers use moral lessons often -- going so far as to ask questions like, "What  feeling is most necessary to social worship?" (after a reading entitled, Thoughts in a Place of Public Worship -- by HANNAH MORE)  or

"How was the political prosperity of our country obtained?" and "Why would the destruction of our present form of government be an irretrievable  loss of liberty?" and "In what is our chief hope for the premanency of our government to be placed?" (after reading, Evils of Dismemberment -- by WEBSTER)  sidenote...where, oh where, is a webster now?

And then there is this, following a piece simply called, No Excellence without Labor -- by WIRT: begging us to answer, "How does it appear from facts, that it is labor rather than genius which gives eminence?"

Oh to be a fly on the wall and observe a classroom of America's finest discussing that!  Now that would be wonderlust.

The thing is, when a society loses its ability to delve deep into it's soul, we start showing that we have none; when we begin to worship secular musings over the transcendent, we begin to live lives disconnected at the heart; when we cease questioning and connecting to the Divine, we begin to act like we don't need It, and ultimately, stop teaching it, we stop illuminating the stories that fill us with grace and peace, charity and hope, stories that fill us with the knowledge and guidance to overcome all obstacles in our path.

Falling back on one of my favorite books, The Re-Enchantment of Everyday Life, by Thomas Moore,

"Enchantment needs its own specialist, and mystery its own lobbyist.  A theology of daily life, practiced by us all, would open our eyes to a dimension solidly sealed off by the modern secularistic imagination, and it would restore soul, because soul is fed by the eternal and the spiritual as much as it finds nourishment in the temporal and the physical."  

Mystery its own lobbyist!  I could eat that all day long.

Our life, as we know it or imagine it could be, needs a soul to survive; while 70% of consumer spending depends on it...

oh really, bite me, so you say?  well, you can jump aboard the progressive gravy train all you want, but if you don't watch the signs, you could be in for a major drop just up ahead.

Without our connection to Life, to the Divine, to the Creator of all things seen and unseen, we not only cease in our ability to make it in this world in which we live with a humble and gracious heart, we cease making everything.

But don't take my word for it, or Glenn's, go to the Source -- question it, with boldness, indifference or with enough vitriol to fill a church if you must.

When we cease teaching our children to live with soul, our world, and the bounty that comes with, will in turn drop into a vast, empty, weeping chasm of antiquity, sealing the coffin of an age gone by; at that point, it really won't matter what we make, let alone if someone buys, for the stark reality of our dirty deeds will be thrust upon us. 

We will have buried the one thing that made us truly good -- made us prosperous -- and virtually made us into who we are today, or yesterday -- the shining beacon on the hill for all the world to see and read all about it -- as we haphazardly keep throwing dirt and plenty of collective hot air upon the one thing our children should know more about, or at the very least, have a chance to discuss.. and maybe even dwell on, sit a spell on, and dither the whole darn day away on.  And I think to myself, what a wonderful world...

make it a good day, G