"The only homage that counts is the homage of deeds not of words...Justice among the nations of mankind...can only be brought about by those strong and daring men...who love righteousness more than peace." Theodore Roosevelt

Its a general rule of human existence... If you are not making someone somewhere angry, If you just live your life quietly and never raise a fuss, always going with the grain... then you are a mindless robot, potentially subject to the whims of a tyrant.
If every single person around you loves you, something's very wrong. It means you're not doing your job as a free thinking American. If you are that soft and malleable, and gullible, then it will be incredibly easy for an evil ruler like Hitler or Mao or Stalin to come in and start telling you lies, brainwashing you, dictating the ways of life to you. And you will believe him, because that's all you've ever known.

Hitler said, "If you tell a big enough lie, loud enough and often enough, it will be believed." He was right. Of course, Hitler is known for exceptional cruelty toward his fellow man. And he used big lies toward that end.

 

Against the grain should be a way of life. Don't just go along with the crowd because that's what you've always done. It is possible for the majority to be wrong; history has proven that.

America didn't become the greatest nation on earth by conforming to the rest of the world's ways of government. We made a new government, one that was by the people, of the people, and for the people. We broke away and rebelled.
And I can tell you right now who did NOT help this country in rising to the top of the dirtpile of civilization -wimpy, scummy, sissy, quiche-for- brains, yellow, spineless presidents. They did not help us in the tiniest bit. It was always presidents that stood up for what was right, and went against the grain that made the difference. Presidents like Reagan, Lincoln, Washington, George W Bush...they all happen to have something in common.

Individualism will bring us forward and improve our lives...though I can't deny everybody needs friends and neighbors.

One person with the courage to stand up for what he knows is right, has the capacity to influence an entire generation...an entire nation...maybe the entire world. But he cannot possibly do all that unless he is an individual, free-thinking and defiant. A person who wishes to change the world cannot possibly do so while being a mindless product of society. A robot.
Just imagine...If every single person throughout history lived their lives exactly as their parents and teachers and rulers wanted them to live, this world would be a sorry place-even worse than it is today. Progress almost always requires a healthy bit of rebellion to succeed. -and not only when society has turned rotten.

I highly recommend watching the movie, 'Expelled'. Very good movie. Watch it. It documents the expulsion or punishment of teachers and professors who have questioned Darwinian Theory. And how some who have said that the Big Bang theory MIGHT not be plausible, have gotten the boot...just for opening their mouth about it. Professors have been sacked, tenure has been ignored, pensions have been taken away, all because they questioned the system.

It's perverse.
Universities are supposed to be places of higher learning and intellectual growth...and instead they are places of indoctrination, and intellectual invalidation. And that's not to mention the professors' rabid obsession with brainwashing an entire generation of students to despise their own country. I'm not lying.
In many Universities nowadays, merely standing up for your own beliefs, or stating your point of view on some subjects, will mean your punishment. Sometimes it depends on who you are.
The absolute worst of American life can be found in our universities and schools, standing up there, teaching OUR CHILDREN. Teaching them to hate America, and to hate the compulsion to protect our own life, liberty, property, and family. They are teaching them to despise human life, and that humans are a product of chance, have no real purpose, and are destroying the planet.
Individualism is not what they are looking for. They are looking for a generation of Americans whose minds will be easily shaped and formed.
And let me tell you something. If you think I'm being paranoid, YOU ARE BLIND!
I'm thankful for the small number of professors who still do their job. They're out there somewhere.

I was hungry and impatient, waiting in line at McDonalds, searching for what would do the least amount of damage to my stomach and my wallet. After perusing the menu and finally making my decision, I resumed waiting, and my eyes roamed. Taking in my surroundings, I had noticed that the man in front of me was wearing army fatigues and boots. I'm not usually very observant, but I could tell a lot from what this man was wearing. His uniform told me he was a Private named 'Robbins', and that he was comfortable and proud to wear the uniform. Proud of his country. He had volunteered to serve for his country. And those were his parents next to him, smiles in their eyes, desperately happy to have their son back home for a few precious days. They were laughing with him, talking about all they were going to do. They were talking about having some kind of party with the rest of the family in the next few days. A barbecue. I wasn't really listening, though. My mind was on other things, like ordering my food.

 

But right then, a cute little girl walked up close to the man named Robbins. She was a complete stranger, and Robbins and his family stopped laughing. She stood there, a few feet away, looking at him with a shy smile on her face, as if she really wanted to talk to him but didn't have the words. She had a basket in her hand.

She finally walked up to him, slowly, pulling a little bag of mushy, soggy brownies from her basket, and I saw tears in her eyes. She looked like she had been through a lot.

She had swallowed her fear, she looked up at him, brave and daring. With the bag of those soggy brownies in her outstretched hand.

"I made these for you." She sniffed. "I saw you, and I thought...I mean, I don't know you, but...I know your clothes. My-my brother wore those clothes."

There was an awkward pause as the man and the girl looked at each other. Then she said, "He died...in Iraq."

The man slowly took the bag of brownies from her hand, but I could tell he didn't quite know what to say. I can't blame him, I wouldn't know what to say either. I could see tears in his eyes, and on the cheeks of his mother and dad.

"Oh...thank you so much." Robbins said as he wrapped his hands around hers, and looked into her eyes. "I'm so sorry about your brother. I'm sure he was a good man."

The little girl wiped her hand across her cheek, smearing a bit of chocolate across her face. "He was the best!"

She wrapped her entire body around Robbins' leg, hugging him tightly, as if he were the last thing on earth. "He was just like you!"

 

Watching them, I had long since forgotten about what I was going to order. I had forgotten about hunger.

Robbins bent down, took a napkin and wiped the smudge from the girl's face. "You know, I wish there were more people in the world like you. I really do."

I heard someone crying. It was me. I looked around. The girl behind the counter was also in tears. She was supposed to be taking orders, but nobody was ordering anything. They were all watching the little girl and Private Robbins, and they were silently crying.

I had never seen anything like this. It seemed like everybody in the entire restaraunt was crying. Some more, some less.

Robbins was now hugging the little girl tightly, as if they had known each other for years, and they were long-lost friends.

"Can you tell me," He finally asked her, "what was your brother's name?"

She wiped her hair, stood up, looked him in the eye. "Alan." She said, simply.

The man's eyes flared up for a second with recognition. "What? What's the last name??" He demanded.

"san...Sanfold." The girl stammered, a bit confused.

Robbins sat there on his knees in front of the girl for a second, stunned.

What are the odds? Is it possible?