This past week, I read that the British parliament was actually debating whether to ban Donald Trump from visiting their country. A petition signed by 500,000 plus left-wing low-lifes forced (yes, forced!) a committee discussion on this subject.
Pardon my worst Dr. Doolittle accent, but I must confess: “Poppycock! Has the world gone mad?” Pamela Geller painted a more somber appraisal: “The Nation That Gave the World the Magna Carta Is Dead.”
A couple corrections. Nations do not give us liberty. Nations are defined by the liberty claimed by its individual citizens. Liberty is a gift from Almighty God. Don’t agree with me? Talk to the wise minds of the American Enlightenment, including our very own Thomas Jefferson: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” I love that word “endowed,” by the way. More than a gift, the word implies an essential fabric to our being.
Here’s a recent, more local example. A Cudahy, California resident and I schooled an aggravated partisan about these God-given rights, which We the People Rising exercise to great effect this year. Another rogue city council is on the run, and the residents of a “long-forgotten” city are asserting their rights again. We determine the protection of those rights, and anyone, government or Grandpa, who interferes with our natural rights—has to go.
Once again, nations do not give us freedom, and therefore they cannot take it away! No one can take away our dignity or honor, either. Associate Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas understood this eternal principle while dissenting in the gay marriage decision. Even George Takei’s hatred could not drown out this truth (Commander Sulu later apologized, a clown no matter what color his face).
And yet liberty scares people. Free market economist Milton Friedman articulated this: Yet today, because the younger generation is learning about liberty as a benefit of the state, rather than a reprieve from state power, they have also learned that everyone else is entitled to mine (or theirs, or someone else’s) opinion.
And if you disagree, you are a racist, bigoted, homophobic troglodyte who should be shamed into silence or shipped out of the country.
Well, you can shame me all you want to. It’s not working.
Then again, the haters of freedom can impose their will by initiative or law. Houston, we have a problem. In fact, Houston, Texas had a problem, with an openly lesbian mayor trying to force her perverse vision of equality onto a truly diverse—and intelligent—community. The churches, the men and women of faith rose up, with their supportive governor and the well-connected machines of liberty to say “Men stay out of the women’s bathrooms!”
The haters of freedom also kill. Ask the Christians martyred in the Middle East, the Europeans harmed in their home countries. Ask your friends and neighbors what lurks in their cities. We must fight to be free!
Look, I am not a Trump supporter first and foremost (but I will vote for him if he gets nominated), but today and forever liberty trumps tyranny. I do not care what radical Muslims try to perpetrate. I support Trump’s right to speak.
I also reject the premise that humanity has lost the will to live, either. Two reasons why: Patrick Henry declared: “Give me liberty or give me death!” John Paul Jones, even while the ship was sinking under his feet: “I have not yet begun to fight.” He fought on and won.
So will we.
The terror of the weak resorts to silencing people? That’s tyranny! Telling people that they cannot come to your country because they make reasonable yet controversial statements? Outrageous. Let’s revisit an old-timely liberal Voltaire (or was it Evelyn Beatrice Hall?): “I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.”
What’s the problem with parliamentarians debating whether to ban someone? Using the force of the state to prevent someone from speaking is not a right but an abuse. This fight has turned into a soft march, led by spoiled college students not weaned from their self-fascination fascism of its own. I watched the frilly haired undergrad screaming—screaming!—at her professor because the faculty finally realized that the sensitivity training had made their young charges charged, insensitive, and intolerant.
One poll now posts that 40% of millennials support curtailing freedom of speech, if that speech hurts people. Someone needs to tell them that their feelings don’t matter. (Oh wait, someone did!) Someone also needs to say “Tell ‘em to kiss my butt!”
Oh, that last quip? From Maine Governor Paul LePage, an executive whose franc-parler should be emulated, not suppressed. Yes, he faced another backlash because he lashed back at the drug, welfare, and poverty culture overtaking Mainers. National (really, loser left-wing Facebook posting) outrage demanded an apology. The governor apologized for how he said it, then attacked the media for ignoring the rampant heroin epidemic in the state.
Then Maine legislators talked about impeachment. Give me a break! LePage lasted. But what have we come to, when lawmakers try to remove a governor for a few not-so choice words?
Then there’s the Republican Presidential election primaries. . .
Their last debate was something fast, furious. . . and liberating! Ted Cruz slapped Donald Trump about “New York Values”. New York conservatives didn’t care, and endorsed him over their homegrown real estate mogul. Donald throws a tantrum, calls Cruz “nasty”. Boo-hoo? Fight on, boys. I defend to the death your right to say what needs to be said. Liberty is worth fighting for.
Liberty trumps tyranny, and the truth cruises past dissension. Deal with it, demagogues. There’s a new birth of freedom in the land, and the stupidity of the left, trying to silence everyone, is making us laugh out loud, and speak louder than ever before!