Many people have used the slowly-boiled frog analogy to describe the incremental destruction of our freedom, so I though it might be interesting to recall a time when the water wasn’t so hot.
We were freedom loving individuals. We did what we wanted to, said what we wanted to, and no government employee dared to trample our rights. There was a universal understanding that this country belonged to the people who inhabited it, and we cherished what we had. You were proud to be an American. People were happier, wealthier, and didn’t have to work nearly as hard to earn a comfortable living. Americans valued their honor, defended their reputation, and total strangers could usually be trusted to do the right thing. The music was better, the art was better, and I’ll even swear that the skies were bluer. In short; life was good, and we were happy. Continue reading “The Crackdown”
