The E Plebnista will be obeyed. Eventually.
If America and I were husband and wife, we’d be sleeping in separate bedrooms and have lovers. We’re still married because of the benefits it brings beyond loving each other. We have an agreement and, so far, it’s working.
It’s had to say when I stopped loving her. Is it when I caught her with the pool boy? Was it when I found out she was accepting every credit card offer and maxing out all of them? Was it when I found out she was throwing hundred dollar bills at street people that used it to buy more drugs.
I dunno. I think the day came around the time the blue dress first entered the news.
Statists are trying hard to separate America from its ideals and render it a geographical spot on the map of no philosophical significance. So you flood the country with immigrants and you stop teaching the founding ideals completely even to home grown citizens. In a generation, your job is done.
Once people have forgotten who they were, and who they once aspired to be, it will be as if we never were. Talk to people; fewer and fewer of them have any idea.
The America that I love rides a BMX bike all summer and has to be home when the street lights come on.
It lives in my heart and they can never take it away. If this one dies I’ll build another.
Trick question.
First distinguish between America and the brutish fedbeast which lairs in DC.
Because they are two different things.
The day President Hillary declared it to be a Peoples Republic.
When either Kolin Kapernick or the Pittsburgh Steelers win a super bowl.
America won’t have different ideals. Politicians come up with different ideals. “Loyalty to country ALWAYS. Loyalty to government, when it deserves it.” – Mark Twain
The E Plebnista will be obeyed. Eventually.
NeverTrumper still butt hurt his boy Jeb didn’t get the nomination and lose with dignity
It is the boldness of the American experiment that makes me love the nation. So, I’d say that I love the ideals that make America what it is. The physical nation is not necessarily a good manifestation of the ideals, just like I’m not always the best manifestation of a good husband or father. But there is a desire there that keeps my family together.
If enough people reject those national ideals and bring about something which at its base rests on radically different ideals, then I don’t stop loving America — it is no longer America. I then lament the nation that was, as I lament the death of a loved one. I love the people as humans comprising their team (below), but don’t love what they have done to themselves. And I’ll probably stay a part, since cultural memory is long and downhill slides take more than a generation. But I’ll surely have a lot of long chats with my kids.
I lived for years within the local economy of a Latin American republic. Of course the people love their nation, but they would be hard pressed to state the distinctive ideals at the base of their nation. Their love is for the “team” that shares a common heritage — specifically a heritage of oppression. So, at the first sign of trouble, their question is not, “What can I do about this?” but “What will the government do about this?” Any person running for office claiming to be a representative of this team will almost always be a Communist. And the “team” knows instinctively that this is a false ideal and a false hope. So the love for nation is a love for the people. Government is a lost cause in that part of the equation. It exists only to keep troublemakers in line. And life goes on. There is no particular view toward the future, because it will look just like the past.
America is exceptional. In that country above, everybody is treated in the mall stores the same as in any other bureaucracy. A drone at the register might stop reading the newspaper long enough to serve you, if it suits her. In the US, entrepreneurs, competition, and ideals, mean that service had best be quick and with a smile. This is perhaps the most obvious manifestation of the ideals at the base of America — the value of individuals, both altruistically and as the customer.
I could go on describing the pessimism that I’ve also seen in socialist utopias where there is love of the country, but not much hope for anything except personal peace and prosperity(F. Schaeffer). And my views are probably pretty simplistic. I’ll stop now.
I could never stop loving America. I could work very hard to change some of the policies I hate but my love for the country endures over everything.
Nothing like going abroad to gain some perspective.
As flawed as this country may be, no other country even comes close.
When Americans elect a Muslim president.... oh, never mind
Does he ever make a point? I couldn’t get through the minutiae.