Conservatives believe in conserving the values and principles which have served humanity well in creating a happy society. What do you miss most about Ye Olde United States? Bill Whittle and AlfonZo Rachel fill in the blank in the statement “It’s time to bring back___________.”
What’s your answer?
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24 replies on “It’s Time to Bring Back______________: What Do You Miss Most from ‘Ye Olde United States’?”
Two Words – Taco Drone…
What do I miss most? Adherence to the Constitution.
Today my grandson was horsing around in the pool with a friend and got hurt fairly badly it seemed at first… I had imagined much worse and texted my daughter that this was a lesson he needed to learn… and to ice his arm…
all of my grandchildren are familiar with dirt and scrapes and bumps… thank God…
Great series, with excellent comments. I also loved your stories from the past. Thanks, gentlemen.
Southern hospitality given and accepted.
Neighbors had a great backyard for sports. two quick anecdotes.
Playing whiffle ball and Josh hit it into the trees and it stuck. The rule was you got it stuck, you get it out. He climbed up, more than 10′, got the ball and on the way down slipped. He landed on his back and swear my first thought was “Josh is dead”. Went over and he was out, his brother ran inside to get his mom and by the time she came out he was breathing. She goes, he’ll be ok, he JUST got the wind knocked out of him.
A couple summers later, his older brother got a hit and was rounding first when his foot slipped and his knee hit the bluestone around the patio. I was first there and he rolled over and his knee was splayed open to where I could see white bone and muscle. We helped him to the kitchen wrapped a hand towel around hit, packed it with ice and I called my mom at work since she was the closest.
In neither case did any of us panic. We had all been injured before. This was just the worst one. He needed a bunch of stitches but it was ok. We gain real knowledge through experience, not by watching others experience life on YT or TikTok or Vine or whatever.
What I miss most is the feeling that the Government was on our side. It may not have been true but we thought it was true. (Silly wabbit!)
Now we believe (are sure?) that we are the oxen in the field, toiling for their benefit.
It was at least more true before so many who are definitely AGAINST the American way got themselves voted in and appointed. Before Divide and Crumble took over.
Personal responsibility. You are responsible for you. How about that?
I will add to that … anyone who thinks that everyone else must either subsidize or accommodate his poor life choice can starve to death like the Aesop’s grasshopper.
I would love to bring back “Please” and “Thank you”. As a man of senior status, I gladly open the door or hold one open for people of all colors, ages, and genders if I am going in our out one in a public place as a courtesy that I was taught and caught as a child. More often than not nowadays, the people that I have held the door open for just pass through without so much as a nod or wink or thank you. When they pass through silently, especially the young ones; I simply say “you’re welcome” and continue on my way.
Helicopter moms are preventing kids from growing up. That’s why young adults refuse to leave the safety of the “nest”.
How about bringing back simple joy? Enjoyment of life, friends, games, and even learning should be fun. Misery has sincerely become a social norm in all areas of life. Workplace misery due to racial, social, sexual, and economic pressures remove/prevent any aspect of enjoyment that may indirectly give anyone else some ammunition to stirrup the misery that they find entertaining. How often do you pass someone who is just happy? When was the last time you heard someone whistling a happy toon? When was the last time you heard someone laugh from actual joy? Now think about how often you see people angry, scared, hurt, screaming, ranting, frustrated, lost, etc….
Then there’s the Star Trek episode, “Shore Leave” where the Enterprise crew finds a planet that’s basically recreational park. “The more complex the mind, the greater the need for the simplicity of play.“ It was dangerous enough, and Dr. McCoy even got killed. (He got repaired, though.)
I definitely believe we need to bring God back into the schools. I believe that that would help to stop the violence in schools to have that religious background of right and wrong.
I miss the national mindset that feared the dangers of safetyism more than the risks of liberty.
Yey, two favorite topics in the same box: padded playgrounds and blaming in the Garden…
Dang. I remember as a kid we had a hill with a water tower at the top. You could go dow the paved road in front (somewhat dangerous, since county vehicles sometimes drove up), or the steep dirt path in back (quite dangerous). I went down the dirt path, was holding my breaks for dear life, got to a point where I saw my violently shaking three speed had to choose between hittting a huge root or running into a tree. I picked the root, flew over my handlebars, and came down on hands & kneews – dirtied up my jeans a bit & scratched my palms some. They say that God loves drunks, kids and the United States. Thankfully having two out of three worked for me on that day
So you grew up in Canada? 😉
The drunk part didn’t come until college, eh?
It is written in Genesis that Man and Woman (indirectly) are made of dirt. I propose that that is why we need to eat dirt as kids to stay healthy. We are what we eat. Or … we eat what we are.
Play.
“Motorcycle Hill”.
When we lived in a small town in Indiana, our house was on the corner of a street that literally dead ended at at the end of our back yard into a field.
There was about a 4 foot “hill” of dirt that made up the difference between the level of the street and the field behind our house. One side was a small grade, and the other was a steeper grade.
We’d seen guys on motorcycles revv up and hit that steep side so they could “jump” into the field. So of course, we did it with our bicycles.
We would pedal as hard as we could on our little one-speed bikes and try to hit the bottom of that hill as fast as we could be moving and try to out-jump each other. Without helmets.
Good times, good times. Didn’t bother our parents, either. We were being kids. Nobody got killed, or more than a bad scrape or a cut. They’d just clean and bandage it up and out we’d go again.
I don’t like calling what we do as “conservatism” as some philosophy or system to be “applied”. It is a description of people who want to conserve something, and that something is the thing you want to conserve. THAT thing is what matters. If the thing you want to conserve is evil, then “conservatism” as an “ism” is wrong.
I know we keep slipping back into using the word. But we should come up with something different. I liked “classical liberal”, but the word “liberal” has become tarnished with too many conservatives because the marxists ruined it.
Start there.