Diary

Stop Calling Yourselves American

I looooove opera.  <heart!  heart!>  Except for the singing part, which I’d rather live without.  I’m especially fond of Sashimi.  Except for the raw fish.  That has.  To.  Go.  And I love rare stamps, specializing in the subspecies that I can get for the current “FOREVER” rate at good ol’ USPS.

I grew up and will always be a cowboy, but I stay inside because I have a fear of both open and outdoor spaces.  I’m a very hard worker, and will be doing so just as soon as I can find the right work.  I teetotal, and like to celebrate this proudly a couple times a day with a nice glass of wine.

 

But enough about me, let’s talk about you.

  • You’re American, but you don’t believe in the Constitution of the United States of America
  • You’re American, but you believe the right to keep and bear arms can be infringed
  • You’re American, but you think that we should let “the global community” decide how we live
  • You’re American, but you think that the Federal Government should decide what gets taught in school in AnyTown, AnyState
  • You’re American, but you think that I shouldn’t take the people that tell me they want to kill me at their word
  • You’re American, but you think that America is a Christianity-free zone
  • You’re American, but you think Sharia is just fine in our borders
  • You’re American, but think POTUS and SCOTUS should make the rules you want if Congress doesn’t
  • You’re American, but you think that I can’t say things that could or will bother people

You know what, maybe we should just stop kidding ourselves.