WUI (Writing under the influence)

Somebody once said we are all Americans, sometimes born in the wrong places.
On a warm autumn day in 1986, while enjoying beer with my college buddies,
I decided to join my new homeland.

I've come to appreciate the ideals that helped create this great country.
Liberalism, political-correctness, multiculturalism and moral equivalence
are destroying it.

This old house Grovenet Wal*Mart Visiting Poland American wine better than French.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

 

Majority

I take my older daughter to the acquatic center twice a week for her swim lessons. There are other 4 children in her class. There are other two classes in the same small pool at the same time. All parents are horded in a small visitor area. It's hot and humid inside. Maybe it's done on purpose so we can experience what global warming will feel like in a few decades. I stay outside, outdoors, breathing fresh air. I can still see my daughter throught the window and she can see me. I'm there by myself. I'm in minority. But somehow I don't want to follow the others; somehow I think I'm right and they are wrong.

I also like warm beer and never add ice to my drinks. I don't drink soda. Somehow though I think I'm right. I don't have cable, satellite, a cell phone. I only have 768kbs broadband and only because it was less expensive than voice mail or a second line. I'm in minority, I guess, but somehow I think I'm right.

Comments:
If you thought you were wrong and still did the things you did, it wouldn't make much sense would it?

A democracy is built upon majorities. Waxing poetic is all fun and games, but if the majority of voters do not agree with your opinions or viewpoints then you will not get the numbers elected to be able to enact change (or propagate an agenda).

Any layman can say he is right,
repeat it all day and all night,
Rinse and repeat,
Never admit defeat,
Convince yourself your job is done,
You and your army of one.
 
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