Yesterday morning I stepped off my porch and headed to my truck in the predawn darkness. As I reached the bottom step, a gentle breeze blew my American flag across my face, giving it a gentle caress. I didn't brush it away, I hesitated, enjoying the moment.
I love that flag for what it represented in the past. It used to represent the greatest Nation on earth, equal opportunities, Freedom, Liberty and Justice for all. It used to represent the American Dream where anybody had a chance for success if they were willing to work for it. It used to represent a Nation of individualism. It used to represent family values and personal responsibility, integrity and determination.
Not any longer. Now it represents a Nation of self serving politicians who wish to strip us of our Civil Rights. It represents the Me, Right Now people, sheeple that depend on mine and your work and labor for their life of leisure. It represents those who wish to take our personal Freedoms. It represents sexual deviants and their 'rights' to corrupt our children in school. It represents police forces that shoots our citizens and dogs to protect their own safety while they trample our Rights. It represents a government that seeks total and complete control over their subjects. It represents a government of traitors and scoundrels.
They only reason I fly that flag today is for the memory of those that fought and those who died in a vain attempt to preserve the principles that made this Nation great.
I'll continue to fly my flag out of respect for those who bought and paid for it with their American blood, but I'll be damned if I'll be buried under it. When my day comes, my simple pine casket will be covered in my III flag, a flag that I believe in, a symbol of a movement that wants to return my Nation and birthright to the glory it once was. That flag desires a return to every single principle that this Nation was founded on. That flag represents Patriots such as Patrick Henry, Nathan Hale, Crispus Attucks, Thomas Paine, Ethan Allen and John Parker. My name is not worthy to be mentioned in the same breath as theirs but their actions will accompany me with that flag to my grave. I'll take comfort in that fact.
God Bless the Patriots of Old that are in our hearts today. God, grant me their determination and bravery.
