I heard a song this morning that summed up the mood in this nation quite well:
"...because we need a little Christmas, right this very minute...lalalala, words, words, words...because we need a little Christmas now!"
Sorry, but I'm a little sketchy on some of the in-between lyrics. Anyway, I heard those lines and thought, "Man, aren't they accurate?"
With all that's going on, I know I need Christmas and all the feelings of joy, love, and giving that goes with it. Just the other night I had a dream I was debating a guy at work about healthcare reform. That's right...I DREAMT I was debating about healthcare reform. And I was angry as hell. Isn't sleep supposed to be relaxing? Now, with Afghanistan, Climategate, and the general hatred that continues to brew between the left and the right in this country, it just seems like a good time to slam on the brakes.
Now, of course, things will continue to move along, but maybe we can just calm down a little bit. Sure, maybe Congress will have another vote about something I don't want to happen and we'll lose by a vote or two, but I'm kind of used to that - if you look back at the presidential elections that have occurred since I turned 18, I have not voted for a single winner (yes, I voted for some Democrats and never once voted for George W. Bush!), I am a Mets fan and a Giants fan (well, ok, imagine my surprise when they won the Super Bowl two years ago...), and I've been to four fantasy football superbowls and lost all but one. So, if another vote slips in somewhere and we lose, I may be unhappy, but it won't come as a shock. To hell with politics for a little while, it's the holidays. At least I won't have to wonder what the hell happened to my country when Navy SEALS are being brought up on charges because they gave a captured most-wanted terrorist...a fat lip. Yes, it's time to zone out.
As my college roommate recently posted on Twitter, I am known for loving Christmas music. He knows this because sometimes I'd put it on in September or October, weeks before we'd decorated our Christmas Lamp (imagine a gold, floor-to-ceiling pole lamp, with three ornaments, a strand of garland, and a cardboard star). Sometimes I try to wait until Thanksgiving has passed before I begin listening, but this year, amidst all the despair over the direction in which my beloved country is heading, I was actually seeking it out. For days, I was jumping over to the stations I knew go to the 24-hour holiday music format to check if they'd made the switch. It was a full week before Thanksgiving and I was beginning to get twitchy. In the past few years, I'd found stations following this format as early as the first week of November. OK, yeah, that was a little extreme.
Last weekend, though, all the searching paid off. Ahhh, the sweet sounds of hopeful, joyous Christmas music. And to-date, Christmas music is something that has managed to escape the atheists who insist that the rest of the world bend to their demands. I actually heard songs that mention Baby Jesus and Mary. Crazy, right?
But, it is still only the day before Thanksgiving, so I've only tuned in in moderation - you know, to take the edge off. Seriously, I could quit if I wanted to, I just don't want to. What's the harm? It's not like I'm going out to buy my own Christmas music.
Anyway, before I let it slide by, I do want to evoke the spirit of the upcoming holiday: Thanksgiving. I know, if you read my blog - which you must because, well, you're here - it seems that I'm always complaining, but let me assure you, I complain BECAUSE of how happy I am. I complain because I am SO happy with my liberty and I am SO proud of the United States, that it tears me up to see the way it is so thoughtlessly being destroyed (I am currently reading the biography of John Adams and man, would that patriot cringe if he saw what was happening in this country today). I complain because I love my wife and children so much that I hate to see the nation in which the current government would have us live. I fear the economic disasters to come, based on all this debt and worry that my children won't know liberty like we have and won't know the glory of the United States.
See, there is this prolific indifference in this country, propogated by the belief that the United States will always be here. There is the 'it can't happen here' phenomenon and the myth that the government always has money. People ignore it until it affects them, but once the government is bankrupt it can no longer pay for services such as policemen, firemen, schools, etc. That's when people finally wake up and by then it's too late. If, when somebody mentions the national debt, the budget defecit, how much healthcare and cap and trade will cost, you say, oh, who cares? You may be suffering from this. Me? I worry that the politicians of NOW are stealing my children's future from them.
But, for now, I will try to put that all aside and give thanks - thanks for the liberties we do still manage to enjoy today; thanks for the job I have managed to retain in this economy and the roof it puts over my family's heads - the food it puts on the table; thanks for a loving wife who sticks by me through thick and thin; thanks for great friends and warm, caring family members that take care of one another; and more important to me than anything else in the world, thanks for the two little children, Isabella and Caden, that God has blessed me with - those beautiful, smiling faces can make any bad day good and give me constant motivation and inspiration. Thank you, God, for their health and happiness and may you give me the strength to keep them healthy and happy for many years to come.
Happy Thanksgiving everybody!
We'll resume Angry J.E. Braun next week!