IN ROBIN OF BERKELEY’S current column at American Thinker, she describes what seems to be to be a pretty typical American upbringing.
…raised to be self-sufficient and independent since “idle hands are the devil’s tools.” … up at the crack of dawn, hunting with … dad; in sharp contrast, liberal kids … were still fast asleep.
…[D]idn’t have life handed to … on a silver platter … Instead … balanced school, chores, jobs, and sports. While liberal[s] … were glued to the boob tube, … had no time for sloth.
…[A]ttended church with … family on Sundays. On Sunday morning, young liberals … were recovering from Saturday night.
From … devout Christian upbringing, … learned to be … good … In contrast, … learned everything I needed to know about how to be a … girl from the monthly Playboy Magazine, which was conspicuously displayed on [the] living room table.
…[D]ated and then married … high school sweetheart; … learned that my body was a commodity that I “owned.” And I could use my body — and allow it to be used — to temporarily still the pangs of loneliness.
Every once in awhile, it occurs to me to wonder where all the virulent anti-theists came from. They weren’t thick on the ground to my memory in the ’60s. Even the red diaper babies went to church, belonged to religious youth groups. Yes, Unitarian churches, and, yes, Liberal Religious Youth, but still… Was there anything remarkable about the popularity of the Beatles’
hymnlike “Let It Be,” or the Moody Blues singing about “The vision of our father/touched by his loving son”? Wasn’t it uplifting when Emerson Lake and Palmer opened their concerts in the early-to-mid ’70s with the Anglican hymn “Jerusalem”?
And then I realize, from bits like Robin’s above, that John Edwards was right — just not in the way he meant it — there really are two Americas. And the inhabitants of the other America — as tiny a minority as they are — are sadly crippled by their experience.
And the pathetic, paltry nature of it.
And no wonders they hates it so.