Have you ever watched a small child as they reach a point where they’re “brave” enough to wonder away from their mother a few yards, striking out on their own? They no longer feel the need for the security Mom provides. They’re ready for the world—until something frightens them into reality again and they scurry back—returning immediately to the security of their roots and what they know makes sense in the world. Millions of Americans were no different after 9/11.
As
The ways of our
beginnings were antiquated and not reflective of modern man nor tolerant enough
of our growing diverse culture. Our
18th century values just didn’t belong in the 21st
century. A new and freer day was
dawning in
Political Correctness was the superficial concept that would ensure no feelings were ever hurt, multiculturalism was the compassionate approach and “tolerance for all,” which really means no standards whatsoever regardless of behavior or beliefs was the demand.
Illegal aliens should be given amnesty, health care, welfare benefits, education and medical treatment—and be registered to vote of course.
God was out of favor; free expression was in favor as long as that expression wasn’t so free as to include God. The state or any place public was not the place for Him or anything related to Him—religion was simply not to be tolerated in public.
Guns were evil—for individuals—therefore the Second Amendment was being reinterpreted as pertaining only to state sponsored militias—it was never intended to be an individual right—that is until the Supreme Court, by the slimmest of margins ruled otherwise on 26 June. Sound familiar?
Then witness the
events of 9/11. What happened to
that brave little child of
Religion was suddenly again in vogue. People who hadn’t seen the inside of a church in decades were making their way to services and learning how to pray again. God was called upon in our moment of need and distress—as He has always been in times of strife.
There was a run on the sale of guns—even by some of the most devout liberals. Self-defense was back in style and if you noticed, there was hardly a call for more gun control—at least immediately after 9/11.
No calls in support of illegal aliens were heard. In fact, just the opposite was the cry throughout the land. “Why have we allowed so many undocumented people in this country? We’ve left ourselves wide open and vulnerable.”
Some of my fellow pundits were even declaring that “political correctness” was dead! Tolerance and multiculturalism were temporarily relegated to the back seat.
In other words, when the chips were down, more Americans were scurrying back to the security of our colonial roots. They were frightened and returning to what they knew would provide a solid foundation for their soul. It was the values of colonial traditionalism that once again made sense in their lives and to which they returned—if even for a short while.
I’ve seen this before in soldiers. They say there are no atheists in foxholes and that is about as on target as any statement can be. When life is on the line, man always grasps for that which he knows will unquestionably sustain him and make sense of his out-of-control world.
This phenomenon
should have clearly shown all
What does this really prove if anything? Probably nothing if you’re looking for court-of-law type proof. What it proves to me though is something I’ve been writing about for years. The illusion and lies of modern liberalism are just that—illusion and lies. Colonial traditionalism however is founded upon substance and truth.
Modern liberalism has
no foundation or substance in which man can find anything that will sustain his
soul—in good times or bad. It’s
nothing more than an illusion of enlightenment and a way to sell
Immediately after 9/11, the traditional values upon which this country was founded however were again shown to be unshakeable and undeniable and will remain so throughout eternity—regardless of liberal spin.
Whether that little child of modern American liberalism chooses to accept this fact or chooses to deny these basic truths and stray again when their fears subside was never a question of “if” but “when” and “how far” as we’ve plainly seen in the few short years since 9/11.
At some point
however,
Just
the view from my saddle…
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