I just do not see how communism in other countries is a threat to us unless we have been directly threatened with take over by communists.
I'm not an apologist for Russia, btw, just thinking out of the box.
We have fought ,communism, socialism, and other various “isms” away from this country for most of my 62 years. We've been told it's to keep it from spreading to the USA. But the only threats I've seen to our freedom is have come from WITHIN.
Russia is an enemy of freedom, but is she an enemy of OUR freedom?
And now we fight it in our streets, institutions, and government.
The enemy has breached the gates.
I have seen the enemy, and the enemy is us.
Thanks for the most part to the former Soviet Union/Russia and traitorous Americans.
This is a new world. Things change.
We must adapt. And then came Trump.
#AdaptionMade
#MEGA
Bagster
Nothing personal and with all due respect, KC, but have you been paying attention since the 50's/60's>
There are other ways to "take over" a country besides invasion.
I think communism did pretty well for itself, actually. They were THAAAT close. But they made a bad choice with Hillary. Now they pay.
Now we fight back.
BDT, if you ask me.
Bagster
I believe there has been a decades-long communist threat from within that has found fruition in the Democrat Party, the media, education, etc.
I found this thread on FR: http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/1561529/posts which lists the 45 goals of communism that were read into the Congressional Record in 1963. Interesting to read and think about. I find it sobering.
I believe that as our country has moved away from our Judeo-Christian heritage we have become more susceptible to the ideas of/within communism, a system in which government is god.
Have to say, I do appreciate your thinking out-of-the box. Bravo. I usually bounce a little bit better with out-of-the box thinking.
Ya hit one of my buttons. I had the experience of traveling behind the Iron Curtain before the wall came down. The experience stays with me. No food in the small stores opening to the street. Americans were told never to buy groceries there. Food was scarce.
Ambling past a storefront open to the street, one could see the empty shelves. Lines for a piece of bread. Weary ppl waiting. Silent. Interacting with the grayness of it all. Even the sky was often gray. Stones in the street without joyous reflection— perhaps a warning that the journey was to nowhere.
Studying the flat, pebble-filled street was the fate of turned down faces. Regrets turned the shoulders down to examine hope lost. Still, once in a while...someone was not quiet. They stirred our souls and we remembered the other way to live.
Scarves for hats. Many scarves. No richness of color in the clothes. Hoping the line would move so one could shuffle the feet and keep the blood circulating. Hands clasping a purse close with regimentation. A rote, ruinous recitation written to counter the creative. The sameness of it all.
Admittedly, I was already convinced it was a poor system that robbed the soul.
However, to see it up close, even somewhat, had a profound effect. It wasn’t just academic thinking.
Never, ever felt the breath of freedom so deeply as when I crossed back to the West. The beautiful West.
The grocery stores. Cars built with steel. Wardrobes to reflect the person. How much better ppl looked. Color in their cheeks. Ppl moving with purpose and plan. The dance of democracy. A symphony hall spilling over into the street and filled to the rafters with melodies of men free, punctuated with a catchy capitalist beat. No apologies.
When the wall came down, I and a friend with whom I traveled felt the ripples of deliverance cross the oceans. How we wished for a stone of the wall to touch. We offered praise to the God Who says the king’s heart is like a river in His hands. A miracle had happened.
The bondage I felt behind that curtain was deeply spiritual. Physical. Emotional. Affecting my mind as if I were partially wrapped in some invisible blanket not big enough to protect from the hopelessness that had crippled a generation. I couldn’t hide behind the covers.
Unreal.
Anyway... I will continue to pray for President Trump as he meets with Putin. May our incredible POTUS be empowered to accomplish even more... for us, for Russia. As God wills.
That's because the Soviets sent their agents here in the 60s to infiltrate our institutions, and instigate discord and division. All of a sudden there were all these "liberation" groups, the anti-war movement, the hippies, women's lib, black power, queer-rights etc etc etc.
"Divide and conquer."
They infiltrated and took over media, entertainment, education and even some religions. They might have lost the arms race, but they won the cold war.
The Soviets are long gone, but their progeny, the queers, race baiters, tree huggers, RATagandists, "educators" globalists, atheists, and other useful idiots have stepped forward and taken their place.