Can you imagine waking up on Thanksgiving morning, after having been asleep for the past 45 years? If you are fortunate enough to be a member of one of the few American families that hasn’t grown apart, you will spend your favorite day of the year with many familiar faces…slightly more wrinkled. But some things may look somewhat less familiar…

The last Thanksgiving you remember was universally accepted by every man, woman and child you knew as The Event…when we as Americans paused to give thanks to God for our blessings in this new world, our new freedoms and our new friends. Our entire culture prepared for The Event, from educational discussions in the classrooms to the preparations at home for the “coming together”. The theme was evident everywhere you looked…the spirit of gratitude was pervasive. Can you smell your Grandmother’s stuffing…and giblet gravy?

Today I have awakened on another planet. The only thing universal about this day is that we are universally divided. The education theme in the classroom seems to have shifted from one of gratitude to one of “white guilt” as a pervasive thread in the ever evolving narrative of who we really are as Americans. God himself, the very guest of honor at my last Thanksgiving 45 years ago…has been reduced to a whisper in back rooms. He wasn’t even brought up at my table….what about yours? As I was processing the changes, someone turned on a television and I thought to myself, “Ah, this should be nice.” But I was a little shocked at the image on the screen of some guy groping his own crotch…to music. MTV, I think it was called. Fortunately someone quickly changed the channel to what appeared to be a News channel…some 6 year old kid, with his crotch being groped by some man in uniform. TSA, I think it was called.

Something else is drastically different…the “Washington Elite” that a man named Reagan had tried to warn us about, are now running our country. I beg you to watch or read the Voice of Freedom http://governmentmess.blogspot.com/2010/11/remembering-reagan-on-thanksgiving.html . We did not heed his warning and as a result. I went to sleep in Bedford Falls…and woke up here today in Pottersville!

Now that the voices of both God and Freedom have been reduced to whispers, what will take their place? http://www.cpusa.org/2010-election-results-time-to-organize/

 Who are you, and what have you done to my country while I was sleeping?