America will always rise to the correct challenge.
"...It’s about a huge cohort of old people who are scared and resentful that privileges they once took for granted..." Like being drafted into Foreign Wars and having to fight for one's country and family?
Back when Star Wars was good.
Since time is not linear.. 2020 when President Trump is re-elected to keep America Great.
Stay in you lane, Ron. You’ve been very successful, and many people like you. Stay out of this. Please do not spoil our admiration for your talents by spewing hate on our president. Don’t be like Sally Field (her remarks to Samantha Bee) or Bobby DeNiro (aka Punchy). Don’t be so eager to smash our dated image of you. Go home, count all your Gold Coins, including the old German Krugerrands , and give praise to The Lord for your good fortune.
Be careful, the question could be a trap. Any time frame you pick will be associated with something the SJW’s don’t like and will use it to smear you.
When Andy Griffith was sheriff.
Last century the 1940s and the 1980s.
This one? We are in the midst of it.
Dam Bushes got us into two wars. The first one I could agree with, the second I could agree with Afghanistan. But, we might not have had the second if Pappa would have let them finish the job right then and there.
America will always rise to the correct challenge.
the day obama left the WH...
Twitter winner:
“When it was run by teenaged Negro lesbians from Mexico!”
Twitter is what it is.
1960 to 1964.
MAGA is NOT, I repeat NOT about any particular date, but rather returning the pursuit of our liberty-loving founding principles that throughout our history have led to us becoming a more prosperous, just, and compassionate society, regardless of whatever injustices or other sufferings or evils had not yet been overcome.
Simply put, during times when we vigorously pursued those founding principles, our country became greater, and during times where many people lost sight of them - such as over the last 30 years - our country diminished.
So no, MAGA does NOT mean that we want to bring back any evils that have been overcome by that pursuit of liberty, it means we want to vigorously return to that pursuit of liberty so that we can AGAIN be on a path to overcome the evils that lay before us.
When our products were dominant in trade and most respected. When we weren’t trillions in debt to China, Saudis, and others — and to our own seniors as well.
When was America at It’s Greatest?
America (more precisely, the UNITED STATES!) IS and HAS been great for every single day of it’s existence since July 4th, 1776.
The greatness will cease if we allow the ever metastasizing tumor of cultural marxism and anti-constitutional tyranny to continue unabated.
55-651. The founding
2. Manifest Destiny
3. Canal and railRoad building
4. Ellis Island
5. Rapid industrialization
6. WW I
7. WW II
8. Space Race
9. Reagan
10. 1950s-60s advances in medicine
11. whenever universities used to foster and convey the truth.
12. whenever news media used to foster and convey the truth
13. whenever Hollywood used to foster and convey truth and Americanism
That’s for starters.
I'd wonder about MAGA haters, who probably think that America is declining because of the horrible, evil, very bad Donald Trump. (I can now imagine the political rhetoric in 2020: "Really make America great again by dumping Trump!1!!!111!" I can even imagine hearing that in Hillary Clinton's voice.)
Can they name an era that reflects the time to which they wish to return? Maybe Monday, November 7, 2016? (I can imagine a current reply: "Are you better off now than you were just over 19 months ago?")
I would say the greatest generation was the one born in the 1870s or 80s. My Grandparents were born then. They saw TR, The Spanish American War, WWI, and WWII. Their children fought in WWII.
They were born into a world of ox carts, horses etc. Before they all died out, they had witnessed space travel, jet aircraft, and computers. They lived through the most remarkable times ever.
A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they’d be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn’t take one more step
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him
‘Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Now, for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that’s not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
‘Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
‘Cause fire is the devil’s only friend
Oh and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan’s spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin’
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die
They were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
Songwriters: Don Mclean
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y5ecvBaqHBk