As I suspected, my very minor political article below scared-off readers/commenters…what can I say, politics can be polarizing and most folks don’t like getting into those types of conversations.  Maybe it’s because I live in DC and am constantly surrounded by politics and a lot of super-left liberals that are nearly anti-American and hear Europeans, Mid-Easterners, and Pro-Illegal groups cursing us and our country, but I get really tired of hearing what an awful country we are.  Look at how other countries treat their own people, how much poorer their poor are compared to ours, how little other countries help out other members of the global community, how many countries let you be whomever or whatever you want to be, and then come back and tell me how awful we are.  We are generous to a fault.  Our country is like a Mother…just keeps helping and keeps loving and keeps being there for everyone else, even when met with nasty nay-sayers.  We have some of the biggest hearts and deepest pockets.  To paraphrase Dinesh D’Souza, we’re one of the few countries that after we are at war with a country, actually takes the time and money to help rebuild that same country.  Ask Germany (WWII); ask Iraq and Afghanistan (if you can get past the biased media that selectively overlooks the efforts of our troops to rebuild infrastructure and schools).  Look at all the ways we help other countries with their calamities…sending food and aid to those who’ve suffered earthquakes, tidal waves, landslides, droughts, civil strife, etc.  How many countries have come to our aid when we’ve been struck with similar catastrophes?  And you know what?  We’re still “friends” with all those other countries and we don’t ask for anything in return.

And honestly, how bad can we really be when we have 1.1 million legal immigrants each year from all over the world, an estimated 1million illegal immigrants sneaking in, and millions more that are trying to get here (through legal means or otherwise)?  Think about it.  Then give yourselves great big American hugs. 

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By the way, tomorrow Cooper and I are flying out to Chicago to see my family.  I haven’t been in Chicago since last March and haven’t seen any of my family since Cooper’s baptism in September.  Take a peek at see how little he was!  They are all going to be really surprised to see what a huge chunka-munka baby he is now.  Don’t know how much internet time I will have since I won’t have enough hands to carry all my stuff and Cooper and a computer…so you may not hear much from me in terms of reading your posts or creating any more of mine until I return next week.