I was going to make this a later post, but I decided to move it up the list after a series of posts I’ve read recently on Facebook.
I LOVE my country. That’s right. Despite all its problems, I LOVE my country. Perhaps that’s not a popular thing to say these days. In fact, I’m beginning to feel that many people are ashamed to say it. That’s unfortunate for a number of reasons, not the least of which is the fact that I am FREE to say it.
As a female, I have even MORE reason to love my country. I can pick up my keys, get in my car, and drive to wherever the hell I want and do whatever I want to do. I can read what I want to, watch what I want on television, and say what I want to say. It’s not about whether or not that gives me license to behave badly, but it gives me the power to choose and that is an amazing thing when compared to how women live in other countries.
I am also free to choose whatever profession I want. I am compelled by some hidden force in my brain to create, frequently, constantly. I cannot make it stop. And thanks to my freedoms, I don’t have to go to a job every day that I hate. There was a time when I was in the wrong profession for me, but that was the result of uninformed choices, not because I was forced into it.
So, I appreciate the American Way. I love my freedom. I love the men and women that give me that freedom and I’m getting a little weary of hearing people complain and provide no solutions. I think as citizens of this country, it is incumbent upon us to recognize a problem and communicate it. But it is also our collective responsibility to solve it. We are innovators. We are the country based on the dream that all men are created equal and we have the power to move beyond the bounds experienced by our fathers, and make it better for our children. Focus on what is positive about our great nation. Ferret out solutions, and employ them.