It’s a gray, chilly day in Mondoville. I’ll head to the polls this afternoon, after lunch, and do my civic duty. As usual, I’m taking the Heinlein route and voting against, rather than for, because ultimately, they’re both politicians.
Yes, I have hope for my country — but it has nothing to do with men and women in tasteful, expensive suits, who believe they know what’s best for me. Indeed, I resent the fact that I have to care and worry about the government — because that means it has too large a role in our lives. And I resent the notion that the government should care for — should love — anyone. But I believe in my friends, and my family, and the folks at the lunch table, and my colleagues and students. Yes, we’ll vote on the opposite sides of many issues. But I know when things get bad, on other grey, chilly days, they will do what they can, and sometimes more than they comfortably can. I’ve seen it happen. And while I believe that a burgeoning government actually works to decrease those ties and efforts, I refuse to give up because of those folks, and because of the America that has instilled that character in them. As for the government, I would prefer mutual benign neglect.
Love your neighbors; love your country; love God. Make the best choices you can. But don’t invest your love or your life in something that can never love you back. Don’t invest your dreams or your soul in the business of people controlling others. Your souls and dreams should be bigger than that.