As I was sitting at my computer this morning, trying desperately to come up with a subject to write about, I was overwhelmed.

In perusing the headlines on the Internet this morning, I was greeted by the following:

FEDS MUM ON PROSECUTION OF ILLEGALS

COMMUNISTS DAZZLE…

Record 92,269,000 Not in Labor Force; Participation Rate Matches 36-Year Low

UPDATE: RUSSIAN NUKE BOMBERS INTERCEPTED NEAR ALASKA…

Obama signs bill to train, arm, Syrian rebels against ISIS

474 Illegals from Terror-Linked Countries Apprehended in 2014…

UN: Ebola threatens global peace, security…

US troops heading into Africa — soon…

Doctors: ‘Irresponsible’…

Domestically, our nation is the most divided it has been since the turbulent 1960s, when the dream of a “New Camelot” ended and the Nanny State of “The Great Society” was born.

It was a time when American Heroes perished valiantly in a war that was improperly prosecuted and those who survived that nightmare returned to their home, only to be spit on and reviled as “baby killers”, by long-haired spoiled brats and academicians, who did not have a clue as to the real cost of their freedom.

Now, 50 years later, the same people who spit upon our heroes, are “radically changing” our beloved country.

And, they still don’t have a clue.

Our Foreign Affairs Strategy, as I wrote on Thursday, is reminiscent of the story of three blind men describing an elephant.

It all stems from the fact that you have the self-proclaimed “Smartest People in the Room” attempting to practice American Diplomacy as if they were organizing a “Sit-In” in the office of the President of their University.

And, when it comes to dealing with those who view our nation as “The Great Satan”, those who have sworn their life to “killing all the infidels” by means of a “Holy War”, in the “Name of the Prophet”, our nation’s Administration believes that they can sit down with these toilet paper-less Muslim Barbarians, like one would sit down with a British Diplomat and have a cup of tea.

As I have remarked, before, America has gone from “Ronnie Gay-gun” to “Steve Urkel”.

So much so, that, shortly after President Barack Hussein Obama ascended to the Throne of the Regime, British Journalists dubbed him “President Pantywaist”.

And, now they want to arm “Moderate” Syrian Rebels?

US Ambassador to Libya, Christopher Stevens, would probably disagree…if he was still on this mortal plane to do so.

Meanwhile, back here in the “Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave”, Average Americans are being attacked on all sides, by those who want us to “conform”.

Every single one of the Societal Pillars, upon which our nation was founded and went on to flourish under, are purposefully being redefined by a generation whose morality is ambiguous, whose ethics are situational, and whose greatest allegiance is to themselves.

In other words, as we say down here in Dixie,

They ain’t got no home trainin’.

America’s Moral Compass has been broken for quite a while now, a casualty of the advocacy of self-indulgence and irresponsible behavior of the same “Smartest People in the Room”, I mentioned earlier.

If you engage a member of this current generation of  “young and dumb” in a conversation on the Internet, or, *gasp** in real life, you will understand where I’m coming from, but, **warning** your head will hurt after your conservation with them.

The group to which I am referring believes that morality is relative. Basically, they believe that “if it feels good, do it.” And, when you try to explain to them “Traditional American Values” are based on a heritage derived from our “Judeo-Christian Belief System”, they look at you as if you are speaking Mandarin Chinese.

It gets better…

When the subject of “Ethical Behavior” comes up, this generation of Americans believe that the real world operates like “Survivor”, “Big Brother”, or “Dallas”, a world in which the Golden Rule is

Do unto others…then split.

All of this moral ambiguity and embracing of unethical behavior has led to a generation who are totally immersed in self-adoration and gratification.

I was watching the news yesterday morning, and one of the local reporters was interviewing some idiot, who had been sitting in front of an ATT Store since Wednesday, in order to be first in line to receive the new iPhone 6.

The other day, I was talking to a young fellow with a wife and a couple of small children, who are struggling to getting by. He was bragging about the new $200 tattoo he just got.

And, people wonder why marriages are dissolving at such a rapid rate.

Priorities matter.

Which brings us to the title of today’s blog.

I firmly believe that the issues our nation faces today, are the result of a lack of leadership…beginning with the American Family and going all the way to the White House.

Our nation was built on the backs of leaders. American men and women who saw what needed to be done to ensure the continuance of our liberty…and, they went out and did it.

Mother and Fathers who took responsibility for themselves , their relationship, and their children….including handling the important parental task of guiding and disciplining those young lives, whom they were responsible for.

As I have written before, I am the son of members of the Greatest Generation, those who sacrificed to keep their families together and our country strong and free.

To this day, you can see “4…5…6…” on the back of my legs from my mother’s yardstick.

But, I digress…

Even “public servants”, back in the day” took the responsibility of their jobs very seriously, from the local dog catcher to the President of the United States.

Everybody “took care of business”, even the Leader of the Free World, as Harry Truman reminded us, with a sign sitting on his desk, which read,

The Buck Stops Here.

…as opposed to the sign which sits on our current President’s desk in the Oval Office, which reads,

It’s Not My Fault!

For America to reclaim our rightful place, as the Greatest Country on God’s Green Earth, it is going to take LEADERSHIP…both local and national.

For after all…

Liberty is Freedom…with Responsibility.

Until He Comes,

KJ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our country, down to every last amber wave of grain, is careening down a broken ore cart track in a mine, and we desperately need an Indiana Jones to make sure we survive this out-pf-control journey, in which the cart in which we are riding seems to be about to go off the rails at any second.