What Freedom Means to Me
May 25th, 2009 by The Outsider
Freedom to me means living in a country that allows me to be born, to get a good education if I choose and to have the opportunity to work for what I want and need for my family and I.
Compassion to me is to care for others as I would want them to care for me, without being forced to by law.
Equality to me means being treated the same as others, regardless of what my status is in life, my religion, race, ethnicity or politics.
I am a conservative and a Christian. I always worked hard for a living and supported my family with my own income. I guess I’m a bit old fashioned. I still love my country and believe it is worth dying for, not just for me, but my children and grand-kids.
Many today don’t see things the way I do! Freedom of choice means freedom to abort an unwanted baby for whatever reason.
Compassion means stealing from the people that have, to give to the people that don’t, regardless what the reason.
Equality means to make everyone equal by giving everyone a home, a car or an income, even if they don’t work for it when capable.
The word “greedy” is thrown around a lot lately and is mostly used against the people that “have”.
Again, I’m old fashioned! I believe the ones who expect the government to provide for them when they are capable of providing for themselves, are the greedy ones. Compassion isn’t the re-distribution of other people’s money. That is theft, regardless of whether or not it is the law. Entitlement policies that make people dependent on government is nothing less than the destruction of one’s pride, honor and self esteem. Esteem is like respect. It must be earned.
Colin Powell told us the other day that the American people wanted bigger government to render more government services, not less government. I guess most government employed workers feel that way as a matter of self preservation. Powell doesn’t speak for me. Again, I’m old fashioned! I believe smaller government means more power to the people. Government is not responsible for me, I am and I want it that way. That’s what freedom means to me! It is the veterans that gave me my freedoms, not the politicians. I saw the cost of freedom many years ago in a place called Luxembourg. White crosses, as far as I could see, in all directions. It made me feel insignificant. My knees felt like jello! Real men and woman were buried there, not just names! It is hard to imagine what those men and woman would think today, if they saw our country and what has happened to us. We have betrayed them and it will surely come back to haunt us!