Posted on 08/03/2021 5:23:52 AM PDT by Kaslin
It was a quiet and rainy Saturday afternoon, and the weather prevented getting outside of the house and doing much of anything constructive. The kind of day to slouch down onto the sofa with a blanket, some popcorn and soda pop, and just vegetate.
I had by now overdosed on watching the Olympic Games and found myself mindlessly flipping through the channels on my TV, looking for something, anything to pass the time. I landed on a channel showing the movie Apollo 13, the film about NASA’s 1970 ill-fated lunar landing mission.
I started watching the movie, probably for the fifteenth time. Almost enough times to anticipate the next line of dialogue the actors were going to say before they said it. As I was watching it dawned on me. It was clear to me that what is ailing America right now is that we don’t have any heroes anymore.
There’s no sense of wonderment, no magic in our collective lives that the American space program — and the manned moon missions in particular — provided. I know it’s certainly true of me growing up, but most Americans were caught up in the space race between the United States and the Soviet Union. Around the water cooler at work people would stand together and chat about our most recent achievements in space that they had just seen on the television. We marveled at those men in their silver flight suits who had “the right stuff.”
Nowadays people just go about the daily business of surviving, with nothing that really binds us together as a nation anymore. There are no more water coolers in the office. Everyone sits in their little cubicle surrounded and separated by little walls, staring blankly at computer screens. Or at their cell phones.
Think about it for a second. The iPhone that we hold in our hands and controls our lives very likely has more computing capabilities contained inside it than the computers on the Apollo spacecraft that took our astronauts to the moon. The astronauts and the people who sent them to the moon had slide rules and pencils, whereas a pocket computer in the palm of our hands is just a common household item to us.
Perhaps the answer to what has caused our collective societal malaise is the very fact that we have advanced so much that we simply don’t recognize the challenges we have faced as a nation anymore. Everything is too easy nowadays. Life has gotten boring. We don’t have astronauts suiting up and pushing the edge of the envelope, not knowing for sure if they’ll be coming home from outer space or not. Nothing was certain back then. Now it seems the only uncertainty in life is whether this great American experiment will actually survive. The short answer to that question is that it won’t, unless things change.
Barack Obama himself made it pretty clear what he thought when he refused to acknowledge "American Exceptionalism." As far as he was concerned America is no more exceptional than any other place on earth. But if that’s true it’s only because of people like him and his political party who have done all they could to tear America down. All they seem to be capable of is adding letters of the alphabet to the protected classes and tearing down statues.
There once was a time when Americans looked to the sky and saw heroes. Nowadays they just look at the cell phones in their hands and see nothing but a collection of emojis and LOLs. There’s no appreciation or even interest anymore in what once helped to engender our national pride.
We need to return to the heady days of men walking on the moon. To a time when we saw wonderment and pride in the great accomplishments that our country has achieved. Whether it was pushing further out into space, or seeing our athletes standing on the international stage with hands across their hearts while our National Anthem played as gold medals dangled from their necks.
Apollo 13 showed us what we are capable of achieving. It wasn’t a story about our failures, but a celebration of our success. And America is in dire need of having real heroes once again. Something that is definitely missing nowadays.
Here is why we can’t have heroes; for someone to be a hero today, they would have to be willing to say white is black, good is evil, and up is down. If they don’t do that, they will be cancelled and ostracized by the crazies. If they do say those things, normal people will not recognize them as heroes. It’s another symptom of the great division in the country.
The only person that I admired as much as my Dad was Niel Armstrong. He was the epitome of the American hero. Quiet,didn’t go after fame. And who could beat his record? I’m glad I lived to see the moon landing and understood the historic achievement at the time.
They are LGBTQ elementary school teachers bravely teaching zoom classes on Critical Race Theory to their classes
No, no, no. There is no such thing as American exceptionalism. Didn’t you keep the memo from BHObama? And, “Equity” does not allow outliers. Get back in the line! Comply! Quit trying to succeed, much less exceed. You will make others sad.
What do you think this is, the Olympics?
No More Heroes Any More ...
Well, one of the “heroes” of the Left won’t be Gwen Berry, the loudmouth, classless hammer thrower who turned her back on the flag and did a disrespectful dance when she qualified for the Olympics. Miss Berry just came in 11th out of 12th and the bottom-dwelling American contestant in the finals of the hammer throw, behind the other two Americans who stood proudly for the flag. She will have to fly home with Megan Rapinoe and the women’s soccer team - no medals, no accolades, no “appreciation”. Ha, Ha!
I voted for a hero and all I got was a blundering idiot.
Degenerates can’t abide heroes.
And they are today’s social, media and political leaders.
Hillary let Bill do what he did. She wouldn’t have been able to stand being around him if he was a good man. (Not to say that he was ever good.)
“The only person that I admired as much as my Dad was Niel Armstrong. He was the epitome of the American hero.”
I have 3 similar American heroes. John Glenn, Alan Sheppard and Gus Grissom used to take me fishing with them when I was a 10 year old kid. They were friends of my father.
There are local heroes all around but if you cannot see them be your own hero.
We all did.
Perhaps We Should All
Shake the dust off
Our Capes!
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We Are American and
This is Our Home!
I watched yesterday a few programs of the Olympics. The first one was the Equestrian Horse jumping, than I watched were several pairs of women dove into the pool and did some stuff with their legs above the water. (I forgot what is called) Years ago there were 3 pairs that did that stuff. Than came canoe racing, but since that did not interest me I changed the channel.
LIttle Johnnie’s a hero and his team doesn’t know they lost 24-0 in a tie.
“America Needs Heroes Now More Than Ever”
This refers to individuals presented to us by the media as heroes.
How about people near us but unknown by the masses that we have come to respect. Are they heroes? Who cares?
Leftists don’t want to waste money on space exploration. All must be wasted on social programs. Now there’s a dumpster fire if you ever saw one.
At this point, I’d just settle for calm normal citizens who don’t go out of their way to divide everyone and didn’t spew hatred at every turn.
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