Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, because their words had forked no lightning they do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright, their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, and learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas, 1914 – 1953
A poet I am not…however Dylan Thomas was. I know that this poem…with its wonderful, thought provoking and emotional prose has its interpretations. I remember discussing them in my undergraduate English classes. After having lived a short 45+ years, I can relate to the fact that one interpretation is about old age. I now eschew that interpretation, and substitute my own…rage. My rage over the state of affairs our country has been brought to. The constant, incremental erosion of basic rights. The drip-drip-drip of the seemingly inexorable Political Correctness Machine that has all but taken over our institutions with the seemingly benign promise of fair treatment and equality.
Even Hitler knew that an immediate boot-to-the-throat of the populous would not work. However slowly…incrementally…the rights of the German people were eroded. After years of suffering under the embarrassment of the Versailles peace accords, years of hyper-inflation and an economy, like others, that was in the throes of the Great Depression…Hitler was able to throw his fetid cloak of Paternalism over the German people. Promises of safety, being taken-care-of…these things resonated with a population that had long been on their heels.
Today…in America…we have a similar problem. It started with Lyndon Johnson’s Great Society…his “War on Poverty”. After Trillions spent on social programs since 1964, what has it availed us? Nothing. Not one damn thing. Under our current “President”, Barack Hussein Obama, our beloved country has spiraled into a morass of Orwellian proportions. He is following the pattern of the most hated dictators of the prior century. How you ask? Are you thinking I am insane by even suggesting a parallel between “President” Obama and the 20th Century’s most abhorrent dictators? Let me now answer the “how”….
Like Lenin, Mao, Hitler…the Progressives have taken control of the schools. History books are being re-written to reflect today’s political philosophies. Children are being indoctrinated into mediocrity. I see it with my own eyes as I have children of my own (yes, I do actively counteract the propaganda they receive).
Health care has been hijacked by the “Affordable Care Act”. Which, as it turns out, is neither affordable (premiums are skyrocketing) or caring (Palin was right about the death panels).
The Progressives are now chipping away at our First Amendment right of Freedom of Speech. You are allowed to express your view, as long as they agree. Otherwise, you are branded a: Racist, Misogynist, Homophobe, Islamophobe, Angry White Man, Cracker, Redneck…..do you see a pattern? Any attempt to have a non-leftist speaker at a college is met with vile protests by Progressive pigs that threaten violence and will shout down the speaker if they do get a chance to speak.
Of course, we all know the most heated debate is on the Second Amendment. The Progs HATE this one. They hate it because it frightens them. No, not in the way you may think. It frightens them because they know that an armed populace will, at some point, tire of their shenanigans and rise up against them. In order for the Progressive plans to come to fruition, they MUST disarm Americans….and ohhhh how they are trying. Almost every week, I see a new ploy by the Left to try to curtail the ability of law abiding citizens to obtain firearms. The M855 ammo ban was one such canard. “Operation Choke Point” is another.
Think long and hard now. Are you better off? Do you feel safe knowing the country is in the hands of rank amateurs, hucksters, Quislings?! Are you happy that your children’s minds are being twisted against you? Are you ecstatic at the thought of our Judeo-Christian values, which have served us so well for so long, being spat upon by people who have neither the courage or intelligence to listen to an opinion other than the ones they agree with??!! I hope you aren’t happy. No…I hope you are ENRAGED!! I want you to be angry. Why? I want you to be angry because we all have a choice to make:
Choice 1. You sit, watch the country disintegrate around you. It will not happen all at once, so you may enjoy your remaining years in relative comfort. Your children and grandchildren however, will be slaves. Slaves to whatever country or ideology the gutless Progressives sell out to so they can retain their lifestyles of telling us what to do and how to live, while they flaunt their hypocrisy.
Choice 2. FIGHT! I am not saying we should engage in any violence…what I am saying is to no longer sit idly by. Get in the faces of the ignorant chanters of tired slogans….get in the faces of the race-baiters, get in the faces of the Progressives….challenge them. Force them to cower. NEVER instigate violence...NEVER. However, if you are pushed, spat upon, hit by one of these animals…then by god exercise your right to self defense. It is time to push back.
So….those two, simple choices are yours to make. Do we allow our country to die of ennui, to rot on the vine of history because those who see themselves as our betters are louder? HELL NO! We must meet them head on. We must push back. We must rage…we must rage against the dying of the light. The light that has been a shining beacon in the darkness for centuries. America is this light…and we are its keepers. By our hands…long may it burn….