Mr. Bill and Miz Mona

Sunday, May 29, 2011

I remember...

Miss Mona sez...

I remember when Memorial Day meant a parade and going to the graveyards to tidy the graves of those who had given the ultimate sacrifice, leaving behind flowers and a little flag to say to whomever came after you that you remember. That you will never forget or take for granted the freedoms that were so valuable that others fought and died for them.

There would be picnics and barbeques, get-togethers of all types, family and friends taking a day to be together, to visit, to appreciate the freedom to get together without being afraid.

There are millions of people around the world who do not have that blessing of freedom. Then there are those who have taken it and turned it into a tool to try to force others to espouse and submit to "their" idea of freedom. That "their" way is right and all others are wrong.

What is up with that?

What makes people so arrogant and self-centered that someone else's idea of freedom is to be destroyed or at least controlled in some way?

"We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal. That they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights..."

 Self-evident. Obvious to anyone with one eye and half sense.
Created equal. Not some more equal than others and not just those created with a penis.
That these rights were given to us by a Creator. Not a gift with strings attached, an endowment. That comes from somebody that HAS to somebody that HAS NOT. By a Creator. Not the universe. Not a Higher Power. Not primal slime randomly stimulated to growth and evolution.

"that among these..." 

These are not the only ones, but these are the top three that were expressed right off the bat.

"are Life. Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness."

Taking away any or all of these from another human being is not okay, not even if it happens while you are enjoying them for yourself.

Holy Toledo, but that covers a lot of territory, doesn't it?

I could expound at length on what this all means to me but I choose not to. Think about it for yourself awhile and let it sink down into the parts of you that need these words. For myself, I think it can be partly expressed by

I remember.

God bless you,

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