Apparently my Dad was right. 

Way back when, in the late 60’s and early 70’s, he predicted that given the direction society was headed, this country would be morally and fiscally bankrupt within 50 years.  I believe his exact words were (as I rolled my eyes): “we’re going to hell in a hand basket”. 

I just thought he hated hippies and Jane Fonda. 

Now that he’s in his late 80’s and his previously semi-hippie daughter has outgrown her early preoccupation with Greenpeace, Eric Clapton, Patchouli and arguing with him, I asked my dad how he feels when he reads about the atrocities committed by mere children.

My dad:

“No damn parenting!  Their parents are too damn lazy and stupid to BE parents!  This all started with the hippies and “free love”….all these animals have grown up not knowing the first damn thing about discipline, work, respect, or caring about their fellow man!   There’s no shame anymore…these damn kids get away with it because this country is too damn afraid of them!  Hell… those kids are not the rare exception….they are everywhere, and they are allowed and encouraged by liberal thinking!”

I agree.

Turns out that there are many nasty by-products when little Zane and little Chloe are allowed to run wild and do as they please.  No, they don’t grow up more creative or productive. They don’t become artists or even happy.  The closest brush with their idea of success is filling out applications to be on a celebrity reality show.  They “hook-up” and they steal.  They are ignorant and yet imagine they are incredibly clever.  They grow up to be pretty much….dumb animals.  Operating only on sensory impulse and a wild and thoughtless desire to fill an aching emptiness with idolatry, sex, drugs, mayhem, violence, and murder. 

It also turns out this country is brimming with special snowflakes, aided and abetted by parents who have been too afraid, too lazy, too full of cultural rot and idolatry to raise good  men and women.  These “parents” themselves are children of other “parents” who adopted and followed a blossoming doctrine of doing what “feels” good; a faithless, confusing doctrine that has jumbled permissiveness, psycho-babble, selfishness, greed, and sloth.  With the nodding acceptance and encouragement of progressives and leftist liberals.  They are the spawn and grand-spawn of the “free love” crowd from the 1960’s. 

And it didn’t even take 50 years. 

And when animals are governed by liberal and leftist policy, it gets worse.  They are funded by socialist programs, thereby removing any incentive there may have been to actually work and be responsible.  They are mesmerized by the most racist leaders this country has ever had who join them in blaming others and excusing bad behavior with “social” programs.   They are never ostracized or shamed.  They are three, maybe four generations gone, gone, gone…products of a family tree producing rotted fruit. 

I am so overwhelmingly grateful that even though I went through a rebellious “stage”, my parents were tough, strong, and loving.  When I got through posturing in all my liberal Ken Kesey glory, I was essentially the same girl raised by consistent and devoted parents.  I grew up.  Hard work, that… but it’s real “self-actualization”. 

And I am sad and horrified that many young men and women will never recover from their own rebellion.  They continue to be hopelessly unaware, lazy, selfish; wallowing in the soup of liberal permissiveness and excuse.  They are even glorified.  They never grow up.  Because there parents were the same or worse.  How sad is that?  And what a waste.  And I lay it all down at the feet of rampant liberalism. 

Unless this country totally and completely rejects any and all leftist, liberal, progressive, or whatever you want to call the permissive and immature politics of the “special snowflakes”, we are cooked.  Right now, I’m still hopeful.  I personally have wonderful, mature, hard-working kids who are raising tiny versions of that.  And I know and know about, many more terrific young adults who are determined to take back our society and our country.  Regardless of how depressing and discouraging it is, when I think of how it could end up for my grandchildren….well….here I am….blogging for a conservative blog.   It’s a small thing, but I like to think it helps.   Every one of you reading this has a contribution to make.  Think about what yours could be. 

I don’t want my Dad to be totally right.  Because Eric Clapton is still awesome.