If Wishes Were Fishes

Yes We Can!   Aaah, sure we can.  Frankly, that’s beginning to sound more and more like a cheesy high school football cheer. 

Now, I have to admit to having a bit of a soft spot for good, old-fashioned “American Exceptionalism”, including our habitual “can do” attitude. 

But that’s really not what Obama’s message is all about, is it?  Because, what he’s actually intended is:  “Yes, We Can (fundamentally change America)!”  In other words, it’s high time we traded in the old model for something completely different.  Really?

Aside from the  “audacious” shell game being played on us in the midst of a “perfect storm” of global economic proportions, we’re still being sold the age-old bill of goods that each of us can somehow have everyone else pay for our goodies.  Sound too good to be true, but, hey, maybe that’s just me.

So, as we continue to trade off the traditional notions of self-sufficiency, the American work ethic, and “faith-based” community service for egoistic “faith-based” economic recovery and super-sizing our government, I say let’s stop wishing our lives away.

Maybe, we ought to have the audacity to actually return to Plan A, the original model, not some Post-FDR, Progressive Frankenstate.  

I suppose that I’d choose to call  it “Concept One”, reflecting – at it’s heart – the ideals of limited government, maximum liberty, and trying to realize the benefits of living without a net (or a rule) under every conceivable action we might take and outcome we might get. 

One of those benefits, we might remember, was a typically direct and personal link between cause and effect.  Our persistent attempts to distort, defer and displace the laws of nature – even when done in the name of some transitory human vision of social justice – only serves to foster a society that is conditioned to rely upon government to control their lives.

Let’s face it, sometimes the old things are the best things.  After all, how’s that “hopey-changy” thing really working out for us?  

Harry Tuttle

If wishes were fishes, I know where I’d be,
Casting my net in the dark rolling sea;
And if my net’s empty when it comes back to shore,
I’ll throw it away and go fishing no more.

– Eric Bogle


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