Living In the Former USA

 Anthony DeBlasi has an autobiographical article at the American Thinker today that reminded me of...well...me to a certain extent. Oh, DeBlasi is older than I am if he fought in Korea. And he has more artistic talent that I do. Still, I can relate to An American Who Became an Alien. I have noted how many of our former freedoms have been restricted or done away with entirely. I often feel like I am living in the Former United States of America, where the states are just provinces of the Federal government, not independent sovereign states. And while technology has made many things better, one cannot help but feel that overall, life is worse, not better.

I have to get ready for Church so this post will be necessarily short, but I encourage gentle readers to read the entire article at the American Thinker. But the heart of it is here:

Anthony talked and played classical music with a schol chum and painted murals on school walls with another. Later, a college friend introduced him to something new from England called “high fidelity.” Anthony had seen 78 rpm records turn to LPs, then 45s, then “stereo.” He saw records and film “replaced” with magnetic tape. He saw radio “replaced” with television, and saw black-and-white turn to color.

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Anthony bit, chewed thoroughly, then spat out the Enlightenment and its spin-off socio-political theories and isms. They denied or rejected God, which went counter to his discoveries. To deny God is to deny self. To reject God is to reject life, a form of blindness that leads to radical error and suicide, spiritual if not physical. To him, Charles Darwin, Sigmund Freud, John Dewey, and other manipulators of the facts of life were to be pitied, not enshrined. So-called social “science” and social “engineering” were arrogant, pseudoscientific non-disciplines at odds with reality, human intelligence, and life itself. Judeo-Christian tenets rooted in the facts of life were ultimately more enlightening, more human, more liberating than social theories spun out of abstractions based on wish lists. Reason and science that lead instead of serve humans are misapplied.

Anthony married a girl from Scotland, had three children, and lived in New England thereafter. His beloved Sicilian parents died close to the age of 90. With growing disbelief and indignation, Anthony witnessed cradle misfits trash a wonderful culture by polluting young minds with puerile social theories.

Feeling like an alien in his own country, Anthony misses the depth and breadth of freedom he once enjoyed – and fought for – in an America that lost its marbles after mid-century. Happily his love of writing never left him.

I was one of those who were warped by the "cradle misfits" that found their way into the schools. It has been a long and painful path back to God, which I could only do because He did it for me. I take no credit. Now I really must start getting ready for Church.