I’m thankful.
Yes, even with all the $#!t going on with regard to the presidential war of succession, I’m thankful.
I’m thankful that God saw fit to endow me with enough sense to recognize a fraud when I see it being perpetrated.
I’m thankful that God saw fit to grant me a sufficiently energetic conscience that I can put the good of my nation ahead of my desire to receive “free” goodies from Uncle Sam.
I’m thankful that in all the years I voted the punch card ballot in California I always made sure my chads weren’t left dangling.
[Maybe that’s just a “guy” thing…]
I’m thankful that, even at the very worst of all possible outcomes, I was born early enough to see America at its best, to see it triumphant over its greatest foreign enemy. And I’m thankful that I can still believe we might overcome our greatest domestic challenge—if not now, then perhaps within my lifetime. After all, I was convinced we could win the Cold War within my lifetime, and peaceably, when all the educated minds of Western Civilization were certain we would eventually lose, in a storm of fire and radiation.
I’m thankful that even in its present sorry state the nation I live in is still the freest nation in the history of mankind.
I’m thankful for the love and support of everyone in my family, including those whose love and support I may once or twice have foolishly doubted.
And I’m thankful for the chance to be able to say these things to all of you.
Happy Thanksgiving.
