Ronald Reagan used to refer to America as a city on a hill. He was right; America (at her zenith) was a beacon to the world.
Talk to an immigrant who came into our nation through Ellis Island. Watch the tears stream down her face as she recalls how she and her parents saw the statue's lantern on the horizon, and then watched it grow in size and height as it got closer, a sign of freedom.
Visit one of the ever-dwindling numbers of World War II veterans who landed on either a shore of some Pacific island or half-way around the world at Normandy. Listen to his voice crack as he recounts seeing friend after friend cut to pieces by scores of bullets coming from some unseen locations.
Speak to a grateful European or Asian refugee who survived (after World War II) by eating free, nourishing food from American crates, or who received aid during the post-war Marshall Plan. Now ask some local high school students if they have any idea what the Marshall Plan was.
Oh, they know about fairness, and wicked lumberjacks who destroy forests, and dirty factories that used to pollute our air and water. Former President Bill Clinton and former House speaker Newt Gingrich fixed that problem by closing 45,000 factories. They sent the jobs (and the machinery) overseas; neither is coming back.
Our young folks are also well aware that President Barack Obama goes around the globe apologizing for America's past mistakes and arrogance. But do they realize that the only land we kept, after we conquered our World War I and II enemies, were cemetery sites to honor our fallen?
I have a problem, dear reader. I really love America. I've served her and I still weep when I hear our national anthem while thinking of all the men and women who have given us this unique gift -- this city on a hill.
When the anthem stops, and my mind returns to the present, my blood boils as I reflect on the self-serving scoundrels who are putting the lights out. How dare they?
Due to deliberate national policy, millions of Americans who used to be proud, independent folks are now totally dependent upon government handouts. It's part of the plan.
Slavery was a wicked vice that ceased shortly after Abraham Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation. Our first lady is descended from slaves. These oppressed people were fed, clothed, housed, educated, medically treated, and financially supported by their owners.
See what's going on? Slavery is returning.
An ever-growing number of once self-sufficient Americans are fed, clothed, housed, medically treated, and financially supported by Democrats. Republicans allegedly want a level playing field where the cream rises to the top.
Of course there is an inherent problem with competition: some win and some don't. We Americans have been conditioned to accept that success should be punished (or at least limited) and those who don't measure up, for whatever reason, need to be rewarded. We see the principle in horse-racing. Fast horses carry extra weight to make it a fairer race.
This coming November, we will decide if more weight needs to be added to the successful producers or if they're burdened enough. My guess is we'll add more weight, a lot more weight.
Only when all of us are slaves, you see, will we all be (for the first time in American history) truly equal.
Walt Osterman is the author of Not Home Yet: A Tale Concerning Israel's Rebirth. He served in Vietnam and is a Bronze Star recipient. He lives in Wyoming.