God Bless America
by
R.E. Prindle
Now is the time for all good people
to come to the aid of their party.
As Woody
Guthrie wrote in his immortal song: This
land is your land, this land is my land…
, and by extension, this land is our land. This land is our home.
This
election year will prove whose land it really is, our land or the land of
roving transients from the four corners of the earth. Renegade, so-called Americans of the Liberal
Party, wish to transform our land into a land of indeterminate form, people and
culture.
Our culture,
our hopes, our dreams are to be discarded, subsumed into what they call
multi-culturalism. One doesn’t have to
be a genius to see that multi-culturalism is a transient condition; it will
slowly evolve into a uniform culture.
The Liberals wish to discard our long and worthy culture in favor of
whatever may be.
This
election will prove whether we can maintain a strong position, imposing our
culture of being stripped of it. It is
an either or situation. The schools must
be reclaimed for our culture. Of course
there will be melding, that is an inevitable consequence of mixing cultures but
our mores, our culture, our traditions must remain supreme.
Of course
the Liberals have an arsenal of names to denigrate us: racists, anti-Semites, homophobes,
Islamaphobes, Basket Of Retards, but a laugh and a wave of the hand dismisses
those defamations.
We must
seize the moment. As Irving Berlin wrote
in his immortal hymn of 1940 when our culture then seemed doomed: God bless
America, land that I love, stand beside her and guide her…. Yes, stand up and
stand beside your land, your hopes and dreams, and guide her to a safe harbor.
Now is the
hour to take our stand. The hour will
pass and won’t come again. Carpe Diem:
Seize the moment. Get a basket of your
friends together make sure you vote in November. Make sure you vote Trump. The Trump Party is the only and last
chance. Don’t fail your children and
grand-children, vote, and vote Trump.
The future depends on you.
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