America Can Choose to Be Great Again

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America is not over, no matter how dire everything looks. And it is dire – we’re becoming an impotent and impoverished banana republic that is pushed around by foreign scumbags overseas and perverts, crooks, and commies here at home. When you look at the depths into which our country has fallen, you have to wonder whether we Americans can ever rise to the occasion again. Is there greatness still within us? Can we ever be great again?

Hell yeah.

We are the inheritors of a legacy of greatness. Thursday, June 6, marked the 80th anniversary of D-Day, and if you’ve seen Saving Private Ryan, you have an idea of what it looked like on the French beaches on June 6, 1944. Here is a first-hand account written by an Army officer who landed that morning. They charged ashore against complex defensive positions covered by mortars and deadly MG42 machine guns. And they prevailed. Keep in mind those Americans, in both regular Army and National Guard divisions, were almost all civilians just two or three years before. Not pros – regular folks who were called, answered and rose to the occasion. They went up against a German army that had conquered most of Europe and had five years of war experience. And they kicked National Socialist butt.

That’s greatness.

But is there still greatness within us? Can we kick other kinds of socialist butt too?

The cynics say “No,” and it would be a lie to pretend that they have no evidence. After all, you look at the Greatest Generation and what they did to save the world from socialism in various forms and beat the Depression, and then you look at the next generation and how they put a man on the moon, gave us the 80s, and beat the socialists in the Cold War, and then you look with disgust at this generation and the best it can do is COVID panic, DEI, and resurrected socialism.

Let’s face it. America under Biden and the Democrats – who are not just flirting with the socialists but are jumping in the shower with them like Joe Biden and his daughter – is a pretty miserable place. The rule of law is in ruins, with Mad Libs prosecutions of Republicans while Democrat constituent criminals run rampant. Inflation has crushed normal people – I drove to Wendy’s on six dollars a gallon gas the other day, got a couple of burgers, fries, and a Coke, and it cost me $34. Weirdos are hailed as heroes – Happy Pride Month! You must celebrate and validate the two-spirit trans-furry experience. We suck up to enemies like Iran and screw over our few remaining friends like Israel. I’m almost as excited about paying to rebuild Gaza for the Palestinians as I am paying off the loans of purple-haired gender studies majors from the University of College.

Our institutions, under this garbage ruling class’s leadership, have uniformly failed, from the military to Hollywood to the government. We’re being led by President Pinocchio, a perv with a 5-foot nose who hopes that someday he will magically turn into a real chief executive. We have one political party trying to put the leader of the other in jail because they can’t beat him fair and square. They want to put you in jail, too. Some socialist scumbags set fire to a cop car and got 15 months in jail, while a 75-year-old lady tried to keep people from killing babies and got two years. They want to destroy the Supreme Court. They want to outlaw your free speech. They want to impose a racial spoil system where if your relatives came from north of the equator, and you know which bathroom to pee in, you are foreclosed from any position of authority or prestige. Our country is poorer, dumber, and, to judge by the Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition, fatter and uglier than ever before.

That’s not the America we grew up thinking we would inherit. The promise of America has been broken. But do we need to just accept that and resign ourselves to failure?

No. We know things can improve because we have seen it. America is not stuck with a one-way ratchet ever moving toward greater failures. We can turn it around. Ronald Reagan turned it around after Jimmy “At Least I Was Not As Bad As Biden” Carter. Rudy Guliani made grimy, crimey NYC a great city again. Even under intense fire, Trump made us prosperous again – for a while.

We can do it, but do we have the will? Each of us has to answer a question—are we just going to give up? Are we just going to pull away and hide in a little tiny community somewhere and hope that the coming commissars overlook us? Do we believe that Americans are no longer Americans?

I don’t. I don’t buy that crap at all. We’re pretty far down the road to chaos and dystopia, but that doesn’t mean we can’t pull a U-turn. You are never defeated until you’re defeated. It isn’t over until you quit. Nothing is over. As all-American hero Bluto Blutarsky asked of his fraternity brothers, “Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor?” No, we can be America again – including making great movies!

Is there still courage and strength in Americans? Do we measure up to our forefathers? Yes. Let me tell you a story.

I was asked to represent the family of one of the Marines killed by Biden and his Pentagon’s shameful incompetence in Kabul, and I have permission to discuss it. I was present (with another lawyer and ex-colonel/battalion commander) when the Marine Corps sent a colonel out to brief the family on the investigation findings. That briefing differed from later testimony and revelations in key ways, but that’s not the issue here. What is important here is what those young Americans did.

They never backed off. They were courageous. They were heroes.

They were placed in a totally disastrous and unnecessarily dangerous position right up next to unvetted Afghan nationals. Their senior leaders failed them by failing to prepare for what became a rout (read about it here), but they never wavered. They never faltered. They performed their mission with incredible courage right up to the bombing. And there is drone footage of the Marines’ reaction right after the attack – textbook stuff. No one ran. No one panicked. They moved to secure the area and evacuate the wounded. None of the dead were commissioned officers, and I found that sketchy. I asked and got the right answer. The platoon leader was wounded. The company commander was wounded. The battalion commander was wounded. That meant they were upfront, leading, not in some bunker.

Yeah, Americans are still great. Greatness is still within us. And this fall, I say we choose to make America great again.