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Edited on Thu Feb-09-06 03:22 AM by smartvoter
Their icon dies and we are respectful. They say things like, "He won the cold war," and "He was the greatest president ever," and we look at each other kind of funny and think of one-liners about revisionist history, but we let it go because the man is dead.
Our icon dies, and it's time to throw shit everywhere. If we even mention a tangible fact about that icon's life, never mind the intangible fantasies they lay out when their icons die, we're called political and smeared to pieces. Like spoiled children, they make everything about them.
And everything to them is about winning and losing, being with them or against them, friends and enemies, destroying dissenters, even in death. And they scream "Jesus" the whole time they're doing it. And that is really what separates us from them-- respect for the dead, the electoral process, the Constitution, fellow Americans, fellow human beings for that matter, troops put in harms way, grieving parents, truth and genuine freedom.
We might take a beating sometimes because there are lines we will not cross, but I'd rather be us any day.
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