“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable rights, among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”
Wow, some mighty fine words right there in our Declaration of Independence! Too bad those old wealthy, property-owning white guys only meant them for themselves. They didn’t mean for those nice words to apply to people with darker complexions (please see my bb#45-Is Hope one of those 4-letter words?), or, for God’s sake, women!
Hey, pappy, you got that right! Ain’t it a shame that the “black” man spent his first few hundred years in North America (after the “immigrants” arrived) living in a legal system known as “chattel enslavement.” He was finally “freed” in 1865, and since then has been permitted to “live” a highly restricted and dangerous life for the next 150 years or so. Now, after poor old George suffered those eight long minutes and death, the whole Northern Hemisphere seems to be rethinking it’s ugly mistake about the folks who were smart enough to stay in the south.
Yep, Bus, let’s hope it ain’t too late to do some good, for everyone’s sake. Ya see, we have this lil problem on the horizon known as the Presidential Election of 2020, and it promises to be a doozy! Our Moron-in-Chief is intent on lying and cheating his way to “winning,” and his pal and mentor, good old Vladimir Putin is helping him a bunch. I’m afraid that if our poor old Dumicrats can’t pull their act together posthaste, disaster will surely descend upon us and the entire world.
Holy Moly, pap, I sure wish we had a more cheerful message for this anniversary of our good old USofA, and we ain’t even mentioned the “other” virus, which, of course, is blooming like algae right now. Howsomever, truth is still irrefutable, and we can’t help that!
We haven’t given up HOPE, yet, but can’t think of it on this miserable day!
Sad and historic times, for sure. It feels like we’re playing for all the marbles this November…