In the mid 70’s I had a, I HATE this smarmy phrase, teachable moment. I worked one summer as a go fer at a parts store. One of our regular customers was the local go to guy when it came to German cars. I only knew him by his nickname, Sputnik because years earlier he his wife and then newborn son escaped E Berlin just as the wall was going up. If socialism is such a wonderful utopia of sunshine lollipops and rainbows everywhere why was that damn wall built in the first place? To keep the Mexicans out?
Yep! God bless.
I was in Canada on 9/11/2001 staying at a B&B. I was having coffee with the nice lady and she started talking about guns, me being American and all. She whispered to me that her husband keeps a pistol buried in a coffee can in the barn even though it’s illegal. She explained her husband escaped from east Berlin when he was a teen, so he knows what can happen.