Some Americans are never going to wake up to the facts. The problem is our predecessors have done their job too well.
You see a person by nature is going to always wonder if the grass is greener on the other side of the fence.
Our fore-fathers have however won some very hard fights. They carved a nation from the wilderness and won independence for it. They spilled their blood to preserve that union against those who did not place value on the principle of freedom for all men. They went to Europe three times to prevent the spread of extremist regimes (twice Germany once Russia).
Beyond military might, they flexed their muscles also in the realm of industry and built the single largest economy on the face of the planet.
Things are damned good here and since the end of the civil war with very few exceptions people have been able to rest on the fact that their homes are safe from marauding armies. For about 140 years we've lived in the safest place on Earth.
Generations of Americans have grown up not knowing true deprivation or desperation. Children have been raised by parents that have not experienced it and those parents' parents have not experienced it.
So now comes that age old question again "is the grass greener on the other side of the fence?" Without having experienced "the other side of the fence" these spoiled children are certain that the grass is indeed greener. They do not know the true value of the peace and security that their predecessors have purchased with their blood and toil.
The pacifists cry about war and suffering and yet do not value the peace that they themselves live in.
The socialist left does not value the gift of true economic freedom.
The entitlement junkies are not thankful for the opportunity to make of themselves whatever their industry and toil can achieve.
The greener grass question has grown louder and more insistent the longer it's been since a drought. Without experiencing periods of shriveled brown grass, they have no basis for comparison. Unfortunately folks, I fear there is nothing to quell the cries of the pampered & spoiled masses short of a dry period.
Some of us who have experienced brown grass first-hand know the horror of its effect.
There are those who cry when some died in a sports stadium because the government was slow to do for them that which they should have done for themselves. They are incapable of contrasting that with the situation in another sports stadium half-a-world away where another government collected thousands of their citizens and loosed a mob of machete wielding maniacs on them. Men, women and children alike were felled under that rain of steel.
They cry about the horrors of war without having seen its effects close up and personal, but yet they delude themselves into believing they are experts on the subject. They believe that everyone must be spared the experience of seeing it and do not understand that by doing so, they are asking to see war on their own lands.
They bemoan the necessity for toil as deprivation. They want the government to cater to their every need. Yet they've never seen the sad situation when such a government closes its borders with fences, mines, dogs and troops in an effort to "protect" the people... "Protect" them from escaping that is...
Sorry folks, but I have to believe that this nation is headed for a brown-grass period. Some cry about global warming and claim that mankind is causing it, but don't understand that their own actions equate to a global warming of another kind. A kind that will soon deliver a drought of unrivalled proportions onto the lands of this nation's peace and prosperity.
I do not look forward to the drought, but I do look forward to its aftermath; a more appreciative public. Be ready when it comes as its been long delayed in coming. To quote a line from a Tool song "learn to swim"!
Thomas Jefferson was quoted as having the opinion that the government of a nation should experience an uprising of its citizenry at regular intervals to remind it who it serves. In a similar vein, I believe that the citizenry needs to experience hardship on an equally regular basis to remind them how blessed they truly are.