The last few days have been busy but not very eventful for blogging. I agree that the elections and my feelings on the outcome are definitely bloggable; however, I also know that humans do get sick and tired of hearing the same things repeated over and over again. I don’t want to “beat the dead horse,” as it were. I’ll state my opinions one time and then move on. Bear with me while I get it out of my system and then we’ll go back to our regularly scheduled program. Sound fair?
I am disappointed and I keep hoping for a miracle – for some reason the results were wrong or I’m dreaming. I agree that everyone should have their own rights, be they gay or lesbian, wanting to smoke pot or not. I do not agree with taking anyone’s rights away at all. I served in the military to protect the rights that others claim they must have (and I do not necessarily disagree with them even if I do disagree with their choices). I just think that we shouldn’t sacrifice our country to do so. I don’t feel that my rights should be downtrodden while your rights are secured. I have basic rights that I want to keep; you have basic rights that you need/want. I wish we could have found a middle ground that would not have sent our country to continue on its downward spiral in the process of securing those rights.
Think back on the days when women were working hard to acquire the right vote or the “African American’s” fighting for their right to vote without hindrance? I don’t think that we were in the business of screwing over other people while we passed those laws and make it right and proper. We didn’t stomp all over the flag, the Pledge of Allegiance or other groups of people while we were (as a country) working to make those necessary and o’so correct changes. I do believe, from my history lessons in school and all the research I did for my Criminal Justice degree, this is the case.
I will agree that religious tolerance is having a serious issue in this country, right now. I believe in the one true God and others may not. I believe in the higher being and the Bible as his way of speaking to us through the ages. I feel that I am correct in my belief and others may think I am wrong. Some may worship a goddess or even be atheist. I am allowed to say that I think they are wrong but I will not stop them from believing so. If I say, “Merry Christmas” to someone and they respond, “Happy Hanukkah,” I won’t be offended. I expressed myself in a cheerful greeting and they responded their way. That’s the way it should be.
If I’m hanging out with a gentleman and I feel like kissing him or holding his hand, I am allowed to. The same with those who prefer their own gender. I don’t have to agree, I just have to live my life and let them live theirs. Someone very close to me just adopted a newborn (as in hours old) with his partner. I wish them well and hope their child grows strong and healthy through the years. I give them all my best. I don’t have to agree. I just have to understand that their life is not mine and, as a Christian, my job is to not harm them in any way, shape or form; rather, wish them all the best in their future.
If someone feels like getting higher than a kite and spending all their time working towards that goal, they should be allowed to do so. If they become a problem to me, I’ll get away from them or push to make changes in that regard. I just looked up at the Nanny and said, “I can finally try marijuana and not get in trouble. We’re moving to Colorado!” It was a joke, of course. I like being able to say that I’ve never done an illegal drug in my entire life.
My point is, aside from those issues, I feel that we made a horrible mistake with our reelection of our current President. The financial solidarity of this country is wavering on the line and it’s the personal issues of many that may have been the final push for the downfall of this country. I could be wrong. Dear Lord, I hope I am wrong. And yes, unfortunately, I do believe it was the personal issues that swayed this country’s vote on Tuesday.
One of the biggest problems I see is the idea that everything we use, own and make so important to our lives comes from a country not our own. The biggest thing we need, right now, instead of yelling and hollering about who won the election, is to reopen our own companies and build things here. Keep our money here. That’s going to help our economy more than anything else anyone can do.
The second thing I see (and I’m working to change for myself) is that we need to refocus on family and make that the entire reason for our life’s breath. We are spending too much time trying to have the biggest, the best, the newest and not enough time being happy to just sit quietly with our family and enjoying every breath we take. Go camping in a tent – don’t try to buy the biggest camper, RV or fifth-wheel on the block. A tent is infinitely more intimate and worthwhile. This was reaffirmed for me over the summer. Get back to the basics. That’s what I’m still working towards.
Will I change what I’m doing? Not on your life. I’ll keep working to make a better, safer, happier place for my boys and watch to see how things work out for our country. My hope is for the best of all and for all. I will continue to raise my boys to the best of my abilities and watch. I will act when I am able to try and change things. Otherwise, I will not beat down all those that I disagree with. That’s part of what made this country great.
I have one more topic I must discuss and get it out of my system. It has to do with welfare and the current topic about how we should drug test them and, if they have had drugs, withhold their benefits. I agree with this and, despite what everyone else is hollering and screaming about, it is not because I believe all welfare patrons are on drugs. It is a simple fact and I don’t see why it is such a big deal. For jobs, we do random drug tests and we can be fired for doing drugs. If we are fired for doing illegal drugs, we aren’t able to draw unemployment benefits. That’s my understanding of things.
So, to collect welfare (assistance for not having a job or being able to quite make ends meet), then they should suffer the same indignity with me. Yes, I do call it an indignity. Peeing in a cup while someone is watching me, knowing they will wonder if I’ll pass or fail is an indignity. I suffer it because I know I am innocent and they will never find anything. If I do it, so should they. It is, really, that simple.
In fact, if memory serves, when I go to the Veteran’s Administration for any assistance for medical issues, I am automatically drug tested. I signed a waiver to that when I served in the military and then when I was given the status as “disabled veteran.” I live under the assumption that I would lose my Veteran’s benefits if I were caught doing any form of drugs. So, I don’t. Never have. Never will.
I do believe I’ve gotten it all off my chest and have set down how I feel about everything that’s happened the last few days and now, maybe – just maybe – I can move on and shake the fog from my head that I’ve been in since Tuesday night.
I need to get back to what I was working so hard towards before the election took everything I had and left me a hollow shell of what I was. I need to get back to learning how to be a good 1950s woman and mother. My boys come first. They have to. I need to create tomorrow’s leaders to the best of my abilities.
Bottom line: You do your thing. I’ll do mine. Let’s try and keep our wonderful country intact while doing so. Deal?