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Then, I was outraged with an anger shared with all my fellow Americans; indeed, with the vast majority of my fellow citizens of the world. Now I am outraged at my government, hijacked by idealogues and power mad fanatics of a failing but still powerful philosophy.
Then, I offered to drive my sons to Canada and they made their Dad proud in response by saying it was THEIR country too, and they'd, by God, damn well stay and fight if need be. Now, they will join only over my dead body.
Then, I watched the events unfold in a horrible tableau splashed across every television screen in America, and I wept openly. Now, I can only hope to constrain my seething rage at what has become of the country I loved then and now.
Then I felt more American that at any time in my life, felt unanimity with my fellow citizens, and understood, with a clarity never known, the patriotism of my Greatest Generation parents. Now, I feel American in dogged defiance of my government and the enablers that underpin their regime.
Then, by 10.00 at night, I was spent from the cumulative effects of a spectrum of emotion. Now, by 10.00 I can only celebrate the rage I've felt all day, capped by a political speech by a man-child posing as my government's leader.
Then I was caring man willing to work for 'next time' even while feeling cheated. Now I am an angry man, too old to do it, but still railing against the ever growing crimes committed in my name by those who I do not support.
Then and now ....... what were you feeling? And what do you feel now?
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