…faced with the choice of possibly making a bad decision or letting the nanny staters do my thinking for me, I’ll go with the chance of screwing up on my own…
Yet here is a paradox for you. If you conduct a poll, most people will claim to agree with you in this personal choice. And yet the years go in, the years go out, and off to the nanny state we keep drifting…each generation more like veal calves than the generation that came before.
It’s like all the nobodies all not reading the National Enquirer, except to take a peek at the cover when the groceries are being rung-up. SOMEBODY is buying the damn things. And SOMEBODY is wanting to be fed and clothed and sheltered like a veal calf. They never get called out (unless a camera happens to capture their face in the crowd at an Obama rally).
So if no one has the balls to admit that YES, they want rules rules and more rules until life is nothing but an endless guarantee…then what invisible force keeps pushing us off in this direction?
I think it’s that people who manage their own lives have no ill will to bear against people who want to be suckled. But people who want to be suckled, have this unexplainable anger toward people who manage their own lives. So the folks in the middle, who don’t really care that much one way or t’other, tend to do whatever won’t tick off anyone else, so they just become veal-calfish in order to get along with everybody.
Pam, this is a great, wonderful article. Congratulations.
