A person by the name of J. Ruben from MoveOn.Org posed a question to a Patriot friend of mine, who asked me to formulate a response. And this was my Response:
A friend of mine asked me to help you with this emotional turmoil that you find yourself in:
“Due to all of the negative press coverage of the Tea Party groups, I now find myself forming sympathetic emotions and wondering if they could truly be as demonic as they are being portrayed. After all, they are fellow Americans, even if somewhat misguided as to what’s best for the nation………How can I cope with these sympathetic feelings..?? What can you tell me about the Tea Party movement to help me..??””
Your note reminded me of a Viet Cong defector who we interrogated. He defected because he found himself relating to the people to whom he had done horrendous things, and he was in anguish and in turmoil that probably lasted a lifetime.
I fear that you may have come in contact with the Red-White-And-Blue Flu; it is not typically curable.
Do we have our share of fringe people and groups? Absolutely! Just as the liberal community has devout communists and socialists and anti-Americans of all sorts.
But the vast majority of us are simply unhyphenated Red, White, and Blue Collar Americans just like you.
You ask: “What can you tell me about the Tea Party Movement to help….”
I sincerely would like to try to do that because I am the Tea Party.
I am one of too many kids of an Army sergeant who served in two wars for this country: Korea and Vietnam.
My mother came from less well off circumstances and gave to us all a reverence for God and a love of country.
My father gave us a sense of honor and taught us the value of hard work and commitment and the humble nobility of service to country.
My father’s job allowed us to live in many countries, and in each country, my father reminded us that we needed to learn the language, learn the history, learn and adapt to the local culture, and above all: “remember that you are a guest in someone else’s home, so ACT LIKE IT – Do NOT Bring Shame on your country.” These are the same values that all immigrant families once taught their children.
My siblings and I, each in our turn, left home soon (within days) after our respective graduations from high school; graduating high school was something my father had never done.
We had no trust funds and no scholarships and such to ease our way into the mainstream of life.
We each had a car and whatever belongings we could carry, a car that each of us had worked and paid for on our own.
But most importantly, we each had a strong sense of right and wrong and an understanding of the value of hard work.
I served two tours in Vietnam before I could vote or buy a beer but still managed, with the help of a wife of great courage and resolve, to raise three children (all of whom I am proud of.)
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