Whine. Snarl. Arf! Not good news today. Here’s how it started: Visiting about family weddings of long ago, I remembered my father’s story about one father-of-the-bride who complained, “Why, that blank, blank wedding cake took three books of sugar coupons.”
I don’t really remember coupon numbers, what struck me was that once upon a time we had lived through sugar rationing. And gas rationing – with 35 mile speed limits! We lived through it! That is, we lucky ones who were not killed defending our country in World War II, we lived.
We won the war and survived the sacrifices. When I think of that and then return to current times, I feel like we live in a spoiled brat country now.
We want so much! We consume so much! We complain so much!
For instance, we’re unhappy because there aren’t enough good jobs available. One reason is that many manufacturing jobs have gone overseas. Why? Because we aren’t willing to pay workers what it costs to manufacture here.
We want the nice clothes or the fine computer but we won’t pay what it takes to make them – in our country. So, people don’t have jobs building them here. Then we complain. Isn’t that like a spoiled child?
Or look at the “the immigration problem.” Has anyone figured out who would do the work in our spoiled brat country if it weren’t for the immigrants? They run our hog factories, clean our toilets, and do the work that keeps us going.
Remember Alabama? That state passed a strict immigration law, and illegal workers left. Then the big farmers couldn’t find USA citizens willing and able to get out in the sun to dig the earth and grow the crops.