It’s About Time
Tonight on the local news, they said that schools were going to start teaching “common decency” to our children. Finally. A step in the right direction or as my mother would say, “It’s about time!” Might be appropriate to provide a chair next to the child for Mom or Dad to sit on while we are at it.
Sometimes I often feel that we have gotten so busy trying to make a living, that we have forgotten how it is to live. Sitting in our recliners, within easy view of our most precious possessions (our children) we have allowed sex and violence to permeate the television and worse yet, sat idly by, as they were saturated with it. We never stopped to change the channel, we just blew it off ….. “Oh don’t worry, it is not real.” And we let them (our kids) gorge themselves on the soup of demons and monsters, that we practically invited into our homes.
Then we expect them to be good.
People stand in lines for hours, to plop down the almighty dollar to watch violence in movies, video, and other forms of media. Chat rooms are set up on a daily basis on the Internet to discuss things so vile it boggles the mind. Common place, ordinary fare, pass me the menu, I am sitting at the table of the enemy and we are going to share lunch.
We are taxed or coerced into paying dues to a Internet System that remains basically unregulated by “anyone” in our libraries (Oklahoma City libraries are filtered), and we sit back as our children are attacked mentally and sometimes, even physically (pedophiles on the net). Our kids slink off into their rooms and learn how to build bombs. Or they tap into pornography of any nature that the sick, twisted minds of depraved men can create.
Ever listen to wrap music?
Case closed.
Kids listen to CD’s with lyrics of murder, sex, suicide, hopelessness, and even anarchy. Right now, somewhere, plugged in and walking around, a kid fantasizes about secretly carrying out the forms of evil that fill his/her mind from television, music CD’s, movies or the Internet. Bet your last dollar on that.
The flag is no longer a sacred thing, it is usually seen worn as a headband or a shirt or some piece of clothing. No respect. Hell, we have a man running for the presidency of this country, that will not even salute it or place his hand over his heart when it comes by in review.
When you see your brother wrapped up in one and sent home, it carries a totally different meaning. Respect bought and paid for at a very high price.
Our freedoms which we enjoy were paid for by the blood of brave men and women, but today, this same flag has become a banner of filth. You can set in on fire in the name of free speech for cryin’ out loud, according to some old relic, appointed for life, sitting on the bench of the Supreme Court.
I think it is a good deal, that social mores, values, common decency are being passed onto the next generation in school. If the parents won’t do it, or do not have the time to do it, then it is a good idea that someone is willing to step up to the plate and take a stand for America.
Bring it on.
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