I had a summer job as a track man on an Erie & Lackawanna Railroad section gang, at $1.85 per hour, a great wage for a 20 year old College Joe getting ready for his senior year's tuition. But there was enough margin for me to buy steaks to treat my Dad, Mom, two Grandmas, and soon-to-be-engaged girlfriend. I could do with less than two days' wages of hard work, three or four times that memorable year.
In the evenings I was reading the autobiography of our dear war hero President Ike, still enjoying the morality of a decent environment, moving ahead confidently, even though in a "Cold War."
I was also glad that Joe McCarthy and VP Nixon were staying ontop of thing, although a number of social do-gooders and movie star aficianos were not. But I was quite happy for gaining traction in the New York Army National Guard combat arms that I'd enlisted in the year before.
A Great Society won by the GI veterans that trained me, and their dedicated civilian praying supporters, was coming to an end, unbeknown by the last of us born in it, never to recur.
Only a few yet alive can understand the sense of it, and now yearn with tears for its past joys and romances, free of psychoactive drugs and overwhelming vociferous "gayism."
It can be said that the lamentable decline can be laid squarely at the door of the irreligious unchristian "progressive" minority who have schemed to overturn the written Will of our Founders--the Declaration of Independence from titled moneyed tyranny embodied in the language of their Constitution of how we should be governed, even today. But now we can't even select our representatives by vote, but must submit to liars securing the rule overus through a surplus of policy-determning fake harvested ballots, not the will of real living reasoning humans.
That we should dine on pretend-vegetable flora from yeast or gene-modified microbes and lab-grown ovine, bovine, or porcine "flesh" marketed as animal muscle tissue (who knows that it is not "anus" rather than Angus?); what a parody of human success in the application of science to sustain the bionic activity its externally re-genderized demonic spiritually dead jiving posterity.
God help us and the three or four generations that have followed.
May the prophesied return of the Savior for His Own be soon. Amen.
Maranatha!
And Amen!!!!
My wise grandfather taught his grandchildren to respect ‘the taboo structure’ which civilizes a society. That is the very thing the evil has targeted and erased, the taboo structure. Such a structure is maintained by collective assent by we the people ... and destroyed by our inattention and shirking our sovereign responsibilities.
“May the prophesied return of the Savior for His Own be soon. Amen.
Maranatha!”
I could not have said any better.
Maranatha!