Dear Clinton-Democrat College Students,
For the past 18 months, you enthusiastically proclaimed you were going to put an end to racism, sexism, bigotry, income inequality, animal cruelty, student debt, and poverty. You were going to “heal” the climate and save the planet. You were going to open America to all who simply wanted a better life, and enhance our country with inclusiveness, tolerance, and diversity. You were going to give high-paying jobs, quality healthcare and free college educations to everyone. You trumpeted your individual and collective strength, your commitment to your mission, your readiness to rise up and change the world!!!
Right up until about 3am on November 9th…
Since then we have seen from you pretty much one thing, and that is just how incredibly FRAIL you are. You need puppies, and crayons, and Play-Doh, and safe rooms to protect you from further “triggers” and micro-aggressions. You need counselors, and private time, and unconditional empathy in order to cope with your collective fear and unprecedented disappointment. You also seem to need public forums, and targets at whom to direct your outrage. You don’t have the energy to attend class, much less take exams, but you do have the energy to yell in the face of anyone with whom you disagree, to attack police officers, and destroy public and private property. One after another you seek out any microphone and camera in order to tell the world how you are sick to your stomach, unaccepting of reality, unable to sleep and absolutely afraid. Aren’t you even the least bit embarrassed by all of this? Weakened and afraid? Come on.
Life is hard. Period. Successful, effective, independent and rewarding life is even harder. And by the way, this is still, more than any other country in the world, the Land of Opportunity. It was never supposed to be the Land of Entitlement, much less the Land of I Always Get My Way, especially if I threaten to yell a lot on social or mainstream media.
Boys and girls, ladies and gentlemen… grow up. Understand the disparity between simply making a commotion, and actually making a difference. Show America you are capable of being more than just victims. Between the ages of 19 and 27, I “suffered” through three Presidential elections, standing on the losing side of every one. In two of those elections our generations’ chosen candidates got CREAMED!!, the race being over before the 11 o’clock news. We watched it, and bitched about it, and were totally bummed out. We swore a little bit, and a few might have even hit the bottle or the bong. And then the next day we got up and went to class and back to work, hoping for better in four years. We disagreed with the opposition’s platform just as strongly as you do, but we weren’t afraid, much less incapacitated because we lost. We believed we were strong enough and smart enough to persevere through whatever lay ahead, and together, we survived and even prospered despite our then-perceived impending doom.
So…, IF you are so damn right, and concerned, and noble, and smart, then stand up and get busy promoting your platform in a manner that at least garners some measure of respect, and maybe even acceptance. Be confident, even courageous! With integrity and civility, convince the majority of the electorate that your way is best for all, not just for you. And if you encounter resistance, then either improve the quality and delivery of your message, or move on.
One final note: it’s just my opinion, but I think you are much more likely to get others to give your platform serious, respectful consideration if you were to spend less time and energy calling them racist, sexist, hateful, bigoted, radical, uncaring, clueless, homophobic, environmentally irresponsible, heartless, fascist, privileged, and/or deplorable. Let’s just call each other “Americans,” better yet… Fellow Americans. And if you are not comfortable with that characterization, then perhaps you should take it upon yourself to leave the USA and go to school elsewhere. Unless of course, you are afraid…
Five by Five from the 457 