Yesterday June 6th was the anniversary of the D-Day Invasion. The country we are left with today. Is this what they fought and died for?
Please read what Neil had to say. Believe me it will be worth your while.
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Nearly 70 years after they saved the world this is what's become of the world?
Almost seven decades, to the day after D-Day, this is the country they rescued today?
Soldiers who put it all on the line to protect--
A government now tapping our lines?
And targeting our tax returns?
And spying on our reporters?
And harassing campaign donors, with whom they might not agree?
While snooping on pretty much everyone else, whether or not they agree?
They died for this?
Forgive my memory, but 69 years ago--
Weren't they busy trying to topple a guy who did stuff like this?
Who targeted whole groups of people like this?
That guy went further, but don't you think those guys would be telling us today:
"Stop right there, before you go any further!"
What are we saying to the 600 World War II veterans who pass away each day what's become of this country they so loved today?
It's not fair. It's not right. It's not American.
How ironic.
That nearly seven decades after freedom struck a death blow to despots, we are now fending off American agencies headed by crackpots.
Listening in on our calls. Reading our e-mails. Tracking our movements. Our friends. Our families. Our finances. Our interests. Our lives.
Ask all those soldiers who never made it past that Omaha Beach whether this ain't a bitch.
To die. For this.
A government that has grown so big, so intrusive, and so annoying that the best defense its culprits have, is that they had no idea.
69 years.
From guts. To gutless.
From guys who knew all too well the cost of freedom.
To guys who just keep hiking the costs under the guise of freedom.
Well, I have a very good idea what those guys back then would say, if they could see all this now.
My dad was one of them.
Gone now, and in a way, I'm almost glad now, so he wouldn't have to see this now.
A man who signed up to fight right after Pearl Harbor was bombed.
Not because he had to, because, he told me, he wanted to.
Because he wanted to protect something he and a whole generation of his buddies and family saw as something important.
And he didn't have anything. No money. No status. No power. No nothing.
Because back then, guys like my dad didn't weigh things by their price.
They fought for something they knew in their gut was just priceless.
Forget about whether we owe ourselves a better America, without all this nonsense.
We owe them a better America, once and for all, putting an end to this nonsense.
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