'In the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.'
- Abraham Lincoln -

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Paula Makes a Good Point

The American Dream.  The effort to make for our children and grandchildren a better life than we were afforded when we came into this world.

Is it dying away?

Give this some thought.  Those "Occupy Wall Street" youth are forever exemplified by this wretched creature:

"Help us now. Help us now!" A pitiful, disgraceful wail.

We can't do for ourselves. We are helpless.  Someone save us.

It's in moments like that that I am ashamed for my country.

On the other hand, on the hopeful side, Paula and I watched "A Better Life" last night on TV, a story about "a gardener in East L.A. who struggles to keep his son away from gangs and immigration agents while trying to give his son the opportunities he never had."

It made me believe that The American Dream is not dead.

It may live.

In the hearts of Mexican immigrants.

In this case, illegal Mexican immigrants.

Who are willing to do whatever it takes to provide a better life for their children and grandchildren.

I listened to Pat Buchanan on the radio the other day (he was out hawking his new book) lament the fact that America as we know it may completely disappear by the year 2025.

Somehow I don't think so.

It may look different.

But The Dream will live on.

Just not, as Paula mentioned after we watched the movie, in the hearts of privileged, helpless white boys who don't even know how to take care of themselves, much less think about providing for others.

Perhaps it's for the best.

* Unlike the stereotype liberals have painted of us, many conservatives - like me - welcome immigration to America.  We just demand that it be done legally.