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Article...OKAY, THAT’S ENOUGH...
NOW LET'S GET BACK TO NORMAL
By: Barbara Stanley
etherzone.com
Or has normal become elusive as we watched the ‘doctors’ and ‘experts’ tell us, for the last too many years, that the victor is to be shunned as brazen and the villain/ victim to be embraced and lauded? I remember when the word depression meant extended months of the blues and this was a serious problem for some rather than an explanation and excuse for aberrant behaviour. I remember when the true definition of words gave us a clearer picture. I remember when we, as school children in the earliest grades, were taught that personal responsibility was a very important thing. From learning our own names, addresses, phone numbers at home, we went to school at four years and pretty much knew how to behave and how to get help. This was a start. We weren’t given Ritalin when somebody acted up; a simple note to the parents’ usually did the trick.
The rabid feminists who believe boys are to be drugged to give girls a chance to excel are missing the boat. Ever wonder why no girls have shot up their schoolmates (yet that is, but I fear it is coming)? When a spirit emerging is drugged into complacency, what happens to the drive to grow? Does it turn too easily to rage? Are all those reports about the effects of Ritalin and Prozac, in which the users go berserk and become violent (Ritalin) or suicidal (Prozac), the real and true story of these drugs’ effects’ on humans over long periods of time?
When the socialists took over the schools, infiltrated our government, installed the evil corrupted commie front U.N., slowly and purposefully our world would be changing, sliding down a very greasy slope of spirit breaking at it most deadly.
When I was in High School I attended a ‘sociology’ course and it was hell’s bells down the path to ruin for school children everywhere from that day on. Instead of a true science like chemistry or botany, this study of us, the students, became the lesson. The tantrum was replaced with the psychodrama as a way of understanding life. I recall, so vividly, a girl spoke and acted out her annoyance at people touching her very long hair as she walked the halls—we sat our chairs in the ‘new style’, a circle while she performed at its center. At about that same time, I was volunteering in hospital with all my spare time and one day the head nurse simply looked at me and said, “Get that hair up, young lady.” Ok. I put my hair up. No big deal. I solved the problem in my own venue first before I went outside my sphere of influence. Lucky for me, it was a problem best solved on my own.
But back in sociology class, we had been taken to NY City one afternoon to observe the Psychodrama among adults (no kidding, this is how they saw themselves). Very much like they still see themselves—know-it-all, overgrown children but unfortunately for us sane ones, they still affect our lives in so many ways. They use their own ignorance to oppress up and make us pay for it to boot. The adults in this life will always support the weaker and undeveloped ones. And this is not a bad thing, for we all benefit in the end. But this mix-up of words doesn’t end here. Whereas before, we would have looked askance at someone’s not being able to master a simple problem; now we were to revel in and explore the feelings (and none of them good feelings it would seem) of another’s pain as though it were our own. We were supposed to feel sympathy at this girl’s plight. I knew then and there I was going to have some trouble with this class. It all seemed so simple to me. Put your hair up and quit yer bellyachin’. But she was a ‘victim’ and the downhill momentum was beginning to grow. All the character traits my parents had so skillfully imbued me with; self-reliance, virtue, integrity, responsibility were no longer stressed. Pity the poor kids whose parents’ had not taught them these things. They were prime cut for this butcher’s sharp knife and would be cut apart by shrinks, in ‘group’ and pity-parties for years to come.
When the word ‘victim’ became changed in definition to totally eliminate any responsibility, when the person is removed from their own frontline, they are diminished and eventually need perpetual care. If you can’t depend on yourself for the simplest of things, you soon program the brain to accept the next time, more easily, the status of helpless victim. One word has its meaning changed by the propagandists, and it’s off to the races until so many folks yell at the same time, many necessary words lost in the shuffle becoming the state of the art of communication and social intercourse. Intercourse, itself, would also have a new meaning as Planned Parenthood focused the raging hormones to the mind as well as the body. Our children are learning buzzwords and phrases, just like so many adults accepting ‘facts’ from the major Leftistmediapropagandists so they can feel they are communicating from an intelligent source. Sexual activity in the adolescent, although ill timed for the responsibilities of pregnancy and parenthood, was accepted with the phrase ‘they’re gonna do it anyway…’ and it became the tone of the day which has left the discord of the present. Imagine: children being taught sex is love. Not so long ago, that would have been a non-starter.
Government schools have given us the worst dumbing down of the human spirit and mind we have ever seen in all of recorded history. This is what propaganda does: changes meanings, blurs words, emphasizes what should be diminished and enslaves us all in the process.
There are a growing number of late, who have no skills at communication. Buzzwords, like victim, become prevalent and then as they are redefined, over and over, the meaning has changed but few can cogitate the cause. Language is more important to our total function as valid, effective human beings that many would have us know. Saying blue is red only results in a distortion so intense that the mind eventually shuts off to maintain some semblance of sanity.
Today, Jesse Jackson and Hillary Clinton assume the mantle of victim. He because, well, I’m not sure; the report they released when they investigated themselves gives no reason. All in the passive voice: “Mistakes were made” as though that, in itself, is enough. Incompetence is often the reason they finally proffer and I am just so damn sorry but it’s not acceptable. The fact that I want answers and results (Justice for all) is not negotiable.
Those who have evolved to a personal excellence, as the entire nation will benefit by their work, should people the highest offices in the land. It is no excuse to claim oneself stupid when the race for the place was so strenuously won. Are they telling me that it is my fault they are the way they are? While I will accept some measure of responsibility for allowing them to assume position, (maybe I do not speak out enough?) I draw the line at their expectations that I will swallow the excuses, that I will abide the corruption, that I will “just move on”. Not bloody likely.
When Janet Reno took the blame for Waco, I waited for retribution. When Hillary spent $13.2 million on health care panels budgeted for $300,000, I waited for redress for this theft of our money. When Billy perjured himself under oath as a licensed attorney and highest elected law enforcement official in this country; when he defiled the Oval Office and Office of President of the United States; when he sold us out to our avowed enemy for their thirty pieces of silver (the money, the power, the control, the network), I waited for the firing squad.
When Jesse Jackson’s extortion of Wall Street (pay his consultants, e.g. Alexis Herman, former Sec’y. of Labor, for the ok-on-the-ethnic-front stamp of approval or you get the rent-a-mobs and litigation) finally hit the headlines after years of good reports such as in The American Spectator; when Jackson’s books came up with an actual figure of around $46,000 going to the needy and over $14 million for admin., I was not surprised in the least. He took his pregnant Mistress to the White House when he was called to offer spiritual counseling to the misfit president? And? Yawn. This should come as a surprise? While those corrupt can do another line of blow or pop another Prozac (hey, by the way Hillary, your heavy-lidded eyes/pop-eyes are a dead giveaway and we are noticing!) we in the hinterlands pray for the return to normal. I find myself still, faithfully, waiting for relief. |
