Today too many people love corruption, scandal, indecency, incompetence and the belittling of others less fortunate.
I want to throw up my hands and exclaim something in exasperation to "How many of us miss these days . . . . . . decency and integrity".
Earlier today, I heard Trump and quotes from the media say something about the pardons he gave to two "wonderful criminals" or "exceptional criminals" -- or something like that. That's what I THOUGHT I heard, but the media commented precisely because the Criminal-in-Chief was totally perverse in expressing his appreciation for the Chrisleys.
I explained in another thread and post that I couldn't let go of a 1978 Liberty Eisenhower silver dollar, bearing the image of a hero who likely exemplified the best of what Americans thought their country could elect to the Presidency. Both the Democrats and the Republicans wanted to nominate Ike, but he turned down the Democrats. He was a Kansas farm boy. He carried in his memory and conscience that deaths of perhaps 500,000 young men. He had Honor. He followed a Code.
I can only feel anger toward anyone who doesn't see the contrast and wish for a time when America was so much closer to the kind of greatness acknowledged by many people and many nations as we began to recover from The War. Ike's own party subsequently stumbled -- through Watergate, through Iran-Contra, through the questionable call to war by W. Bush 43. But Ike pointed the way, Obama came through.
How do we repair this? Between the fervent Will to restore the country and the sense of helplessness I feel with the challenge, I have a sick feeling in the abdomen.