First off, it’s Christmas Eve... and with that let me wish you a very Merry Christmas! I’m off to do some last minute shopping, as men are wont to do. Buying my brother a couple of AMERICAN made truck tires.
Not that I’m prescient, but some time ago I recognized that taboos were falling at a pace that had an exponential factor. I described this verbally to a friend. Imagine holding a stack of paper in your hand. You are in a car with the window down, and you stick your hands out clasping a stack of papers... say 3-4 inches in thickness. The vehicle that you are riding in is traveling about 70 mph. You start to release pressure on the ream of paper. A few pages fly off. BOOM. No dress code in schools. As you continue to release pressure, more and more pages fly off. BOOM. Abortion on demand. At some point, the pages are disappearing at such an accelerated rate that in mere seconds they will all be gone. BOOM. Queer Nation is a popular television program, or at the very least, a rallying cry. Our mores, values, traditions, customs, etc. are those pages and we are in some definable range of those pages... maybe the last inch or so. BOOM. Lee and Jackson. Two more pages off of the stack. Poof. Gone. Took an instant at most, and here we are. Our founders warned us. The behavior of the citizens of Rome, foretold what would happen if we lost our moral compass.
OK my fine feathered freeper friend, I’m off to enjoin the masses in crass commercialism. Keep your powder dry, and as one wise freeper (squantos???) says... have a plan to kill everyone you meet.