Posted on 12/22/2001 9:18:55 AM PST by texasbluebell
When I told Alger Hiss that our Christmas would probably be bleak, it was the children, of course, that I was thinking of. It was a Christmas bleak for the children that troubled me. But Christmas, 1938, was not bleak.
My mother came to spend the holidays with us and with her the spirit of Christmas entered the house. Our friends, everybody who knew about us, and by then such people were more numerous, seemed to have had the children in mind too. Presents for them began to arrive by mail. On Christmas Eve, we heaped them under the tree, which glittered with the ornaments of my childhood Christmases, fragile birds, spikes, horns, bunches of grapes, now practically unobtainable because the only people who really know how to blow them, the Germans, have been blown by the century into chaos. My mother had kept boxes of those delicate toys through all the years when they had lost their meaning for me. She had given them back to my children.
It was my sons first Christmas the first in which he was old enough to take a conscious part. He padded downstairs early on Christmas morning and stopped short before the tree. But it was not the tree that had stopped him. His grandmother had given him a gaily painted wagon filled with big, bright-colored wooden blocks. It stood unwrapped under the tree. He simply stared at it. We smiled encouragement to him. For me? he asked incredulous. For, in the presence of such benefaction, the act of belief was too much for him.
In a sense, different, but perhaps not so much different, it was my first Christmas too. For the first time in our lives, I tried to tell my children the Christmas story. I tried to tell it in such a way that each of its elements, the sheep, the hills, the sky, Bethlehem, would remind them of something they knew that would be real to them. I told them that on Christmas Eve sheep were being pastured on bare hills, like the hills in the poorer parts of Maryland. Men were watching them, poor men, the kind of men who tend sheep. As they listened to the sound of the sheep moving and tried to follow them in the dark, they became aware of an unusually bright star, burning in the sky in the direction of Bethlehem, a village beyond the hills. There was a sudden brightness and they heard voices saying: Glory to God in the highest. On earth peace. Good will to men. Years later, men still felt that moment so strongly that they had caught it in the song which my daughter was just learning:
Noel! Noel!
Noel! Noel!
Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Bethlehem, I told them, is our hearts.
I was reading articles written by Chambers when I was ten years old that exposed Communists in the US. Loved him from the start. What a great man! and what a leftist Pig Hiss was.
Why am I not surprised? What history did that appointee study, I wonder?
You're waaaay ahead of me then. How I wish I had discovered him years ago. I guess I was living in a vacuum in my youth.
He discovered that, in truth, all Communists are killers.
This fact should be remembered when we look at Hillary Clinton.
And I've also read that because Richard Nixon was instrumental in the Hiss affair, the liberal establishment was gunning for him from that time. It took till 1974 to get Nixon, but they got him. They never forgave Nixon for his part in this.
We mustn't ever forget that wolf in sheep's clothing!
And you know what else? Nixon, like our present day Republicans, didn't trust his own party, or the American people, to be intelligent enough to handle the truth, and still support him. Had Nixon not lied on TV, he'd still be President. :-)
I know, I know - it is an obsession. But, I can imagine Mr. Whitaker Chambers would tell us - if we could but hear his voice - to understand the gravity of our danger posed by today's communists.
I am constantly amazed that any media person, any American, would give two cents of time for the words (lies) that pour out of the mouths of all communists. It happened all during Clinton's terms. His words, and Hitlery's words, mean only one thing. They are simply propaganda tools - nothing more. They have no more relationship to the truth than did Hiss's words at his trial and/or than do any Communist Ruler thug who claims their are no slave labor camps in their country!
Communists - by the very nature of the ideology they hold - must LIE = and they must STEAL = and they must KILL. Whitaker Chambers knew this very very well.
My prayer for eight years has been that there will arise a new Whitaker Chambers, someone with the courage to reveal the very worst of the Clinton Crime machine's truths - in order for America to spew these and all their cohorts - out of this country for good!
So far - I am still waiting.
I do think that a Whittaker Chambers- maybe more than one- will arise from Clintondom.
Dick Morris has tried, to his credit, but the world sees him as nothing more than a tabloid toe sucker...
Yes, let's not forget Hillary's part in that. And it's an obsession shared by others...
And here's a funny thought. If Nixon had had half the charm of the snake-oil salesman named clinton, Nixon would have gotten away with it too! Something Nixon did have that clinton never did, though, is shame.
He was indeed. How fortunate you were to meet that man.
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