There was a woman who my grandparents adored when I was a child. She was a doctor and minister of British decent, she had been in china during Mao’s purges. Her hands had been chopped off at the wrists and her eyes where cut out.
Her minister/doctor husband dissapeared never to be heard from. She was the gentlist person I ever met. She would sit by my grandmother on the sofa and listen to Lewis Armstrong on TV, then watch the Jimmy Durantee show, and in there somewhere the fun started with Liberache or the Lawerence Welk show. They would have a grand time. I was very small and would sit on the floor and look at this lady, she sat so straight and still. She always had a smile on her face. I would sit there and just wonder how could anyone do this terrible thing to another. My Grandfather took me aside on the occasion of this lady’s 1st visit to tell me straight on what the communists in China did to her. He told me it was important I know of these things. I could tell my grandfather was so angry about the communists and what they did he would sit in the kitchen and play solitare to keep his temper. He loved this lady like an angel. He would put his right arm around her shoulders and hold her left wrist and guide her. He would look at the ground and both these wonderful people would say very little. It was dignity of the spirit. My grandfather was a Merchant Marine during the 2nd world war. He had the courage to go across the atlantic 7 times and not be on a ship sunk by the Nazi’s. He was a crack shot and blew up 9 mines shooting them from the deck of the ship he sailed on with an M1 Garand rifle. They paid him $29 for each one. He was buried with full honors in Lawerence Massachussetts in 1974. My grandmother was a registered nurse for 54 years. When she retired over 1200 people attended the party. She sponsered many young woman to be nurses. Both lived through the depression and WWII. They helped many people in and gave more than they had. Including the boy of one of the Brinks Boston armored car depot robbers, his father was shot dead in their front yard. My grandparents raised me.
They had hearts made of gold.
This is the phylosophy I turn to.
This “Government Official” advising the president, who is spouting about the merit of the phylosophy of Mao to children should have her hands cut off and her eyes cut out by that phsycopathic megalomaniac. I would pay good money to hear what she had to say.