en·nui
Pronunciation: ˌän-’wē
Function: noun
Etymology: French, from Old French enui annoyance, from enuier to vex, from Late Latin inodiare to make loathsome
a feeling of weariness and dissatisfaction
That’s how I’ve been feeling lately and, as I noticed when I logged into Movable Type to write this, I haven’t been here since February.
I can’t help it.
I just feel…down.
I see what’s happening to my country in the first two and a half months of the Obama Administration and I find it all thoroughly depressing in the truest sense of the word.
I haven’t watched the news since Inauguration Day.
I haven’t listened to talk radio.
I haven’t blogged since February 19th.
There’s a part of me that just wants to tune it out–as if it will be better to experience if I don’t know it’s coming…
The massive debt we’ve added on to our children and grandchildren.
The intrusion of the Federal Government into private business.
The foreign policy blunders.
The radical shifts in policy.
The capitulation of American sovereignty.
I’m weary. I’m…worn out.
It’s not just me, either. I was talking on the phone with my good friend, Niel Young, the other day. In addition to his weekly Saturday morning radio program, he is a long-time columnist for the Weirs Times in central New Hampshire. Niel’s been having the same problem I have–he’s finding it harder and harder to sit down and write about these things because of what he sees going on.
“Each week it becomes more challenging to sit down and compose a column that will inform you and stimulate your thought process. Why? You ask.
To paraphrase liberal turned conservative David Horowitz – the Left is now in charge of our country for the first time in our history – and I do not like the idea of my children and rand-children living under socialism. And I am going to still be here during the change!
Does it not seem like every day Barack Obama has found another way to take advantage of this ‘crisis’ and, as Rahm Emanuel stated upon taking over the White House: a good time to do those things you would not normally be able to get done?”
It was during that conversation I realized that’s exactly how I feel.
I was starting to wonder if this little blog even matters in the grand scheme of things and, for a brief time, I even considered shutting it down. That was until I logged into Facebook one night.
I swear on my father’s grave that this absolutely is a true story.
I received a friend request from someone I didn’t know. It turned out that they were a Conservative Blogger reader and he wanted to thank me for writing me my blog.
And then he did something I didn’t expect.
He called me a patriot.
It was my first inkling to dismiss that. Me? A patriot?!?! I mean, I’ve met real patriots–men and women who put on the uniform of this country every single day and defend her citizens. I’ve never thought of myself in those terms at all because I write a blog. I’m not a member of the Armed Forces. I’m not even an activist! I write–and sometimes not even often–about the things that matter to me and what I see as wrong about where we’re headed because I figure if I can figure these things out, everyone ought to be able to see these things for what they are!
One compliment…no, one expression of gratitude for something I do when I feel motivated enough to do it, was enough to force me into my own little crisis of conscience and force myself to answer the following question:
Am I a patriot?
I…don’t know.
I’m not a Marine, Soldier, Sailor, Airman, Coastie or anyone else who serves this country.
I’m certainly not Thomas Paine or Samuel Adams.
I’m not even any of the “big name” conservative bloggers that turn up here and there.
I’m just a guy…an unemployed IT professional in southern New Hampshire who lost his house, watches a bit too much Star Trek and absolutely adores his girlfriend.
…and, man, do I absolutely love this country. Sometimes in ways I can’t possibly express without bringing a tear to my eye. I take great pride in calling myself an American because, despite what the Democrats and the liberal media would tell you, it’s something other nations wish they were.
While I may not be at all comfortable with the description when applied to me, at least one person in this country has thanked me for being a patriot.
I suppose it’s time I acted like one again.
For the first time in a while, I turned on the radio and heard Rush Limbaugh. It was right at the end of his program today and I caught him as he said this:
“Folks, we’re going to prevail over this. The country’s too strong and there are still too many of us left. So while all this may be disconcerting, we’re gonna beat it back.”
We are going to beat it back.
This is my country and I’m not going to let these bastards tear down everything Americans have worked for these last 233 years.
There’s far too much to do and I don’t have time to be depressed about it.
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