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NFL Quarterback Drew Brees got in trouble for making the following statement:
I will never agree with anybody disrespecting the flag of the United States of America or our country. Let me just tell what I see or what I feel when the national anthem is played and when I look at the flag of the United States. I envision my two grandfathers, who fought for this country during World War II, one in the Army and one in the Marine Corp. Both risking their lives to protect our country and to try to make our country and this world a better place. So every time I stand with my hand over my heart looking at that flag and singing the national anthem, that’s what I think about. And in many cases, that brings me to tears, thinking about all that has been sacrificed. Not just those in the military, but for that matter, those throughout the civil rights movements of the ‘60s, and all that has been endured by so many people up until this point. And is everything right with our country right now? No, it is not. We still have a long way to go. But I think what you do by standing there and showing respect to the flag with your hand over your heart, is it shows unity. It shows that we are all in this together, we can all do better and that we are all part of the solution.
My ignorance about professional sports–including the NFL–knows no bounds (kinda sorta like my ignorance of college sports). The only time the NFL intrudes on my life is when I see a news article detailing how some cosseted, pampered millionaire shoots himself in the leg in a nightclub, or pounds the snot out of his wife in an elevator, or gets sent to prison for murder. So my knowledge of the NFL has lotsa holes.
But from what I read, this Drew Brees fellow sounds like a good guy, going out of his way to do good works and make the world a better place. He also, after the firestorm his comment unleashed, promptly apologized, so I cannot help but conclude that he is something of a wuss.
But if you have no sympathy or empathy for his initial comment, you are my enemy.
Claira Janover, a recent Harvard graduate published a video screed in which she threatened to stab anyone with temerity, the “caucasity” to say “all lives matter.”
“I’ma stab you, and while you’re struggling and bleeding out, I’ma show you my paper cut and say, ‘My cut matters, too,’” she added.
Way to go, Harvard. Ya did a bang-up job. Miss Janover states that her screed was a joke. Ooookay. She also lost her newly procured, not yet attended
job internship with Deloitte, and published another video in which she tearfully testified that she had lost her “dream job” because of President Trump. Zero self-examination as to whether just maybe the offer was pulled due to her own dumb … self.
Anyone who has or could have any sympathy or empathy for Miss Janover’s original statement is my enemy. I’ve stated many times how I hate bullies. Bullies that would savage the Covington kids without even checking the facts, and sneeringly declaring Nick Sandmann’s face as punchable. Bullies that would make a young lady cry because she must pay lip service the shibboleths of the Left.
Our Left has become pagan totalitarians. I would feel comfortable wagering lots of frogskins that young Miss Janover is an avowed atheist, with nothing but contempt for those who strive to live their lives with Christian charity and comportment. Funny, they don’t seem to have even a dim understanding that it is the forbearance of those who hold dear Judeo-Christian values that is probably the biggest single reason they are all still walking around and stealing oxygen.
I have a brother-in-arms, now retired like me. I trained him when he attended the Q-course. His call sign is BA, or in military parlance, Bravo Alpha, short for Barnyard Animal. Ever see Gregor the Mountain in Game of Thrones? Yeah, that size dude, with that kind of strength. I worked with him over the years to add some technique and subtlety to his brute force and “Hulk smash!” fighting style. It is one of my few remaining vanities that, after all these years, he still calls me “Sensei.”
BA is a singular counterfactual to the belief that “there is no such thing as an atheist in a foxhole.”Despite the breadth and depth of our friendship, he looks at the world and can find no way he can believe in God. I look at the world, and can find no way to not believe. But BA has two attributes that set him apart from most other atheists that I’ve known. He isn’t pushy or annoying about it, and he’s done the reading. We have and have had hours-long discussions on philosophy (particularly Stoicism, go figure), military history, and Bushido/Zen. I think he’s an “atheist” mainly to tick people off. He thinks I hew to my Christianity for the same reason (c’mon, how many Catholics wear a Mjölnir necklace? It’s not about faith, though, as much as mindset).
Just a couple of days ago, we had about a three-hour discussion about all of the above. Too, now part of our discussions is the status of our multiple debilities, impingements, and injuries. We also talked current events and, ever close to two old soldiers’ hearts, where our country is going.
It came to me in an inchoate way during our discussion, and talking it out with BA helped me solidify my and articulate my thoughts.
I’m not a really good Christian. I mean, I’d like to think that I’ll eventually gain the spiritual grace and maturity to always turn the other cheek, but I sure ain’t there yet. My Dad called it the curse of Cuchulain, the inability to turn down a fight, ever. Pile upon that the fact that the knuckleheads out burning, looting, and bullying are making my self-imposed boundaries fray, just a wee bit. Throw in a dash of world-class training (Thank you, US taxpayer!). Add a pinch of more time in combat than I thought I’d ever have when I signed up for the Army, and the recipe is bad juju. And there are lots of guys like me. Well, “lots” is kind of relative, so let’s go with enough.
Where I live has been relatively riot-free. Not to say that there hasn’t been a smattering of (literally/actually/not-press-apologist) peaceful protests. But tomfoolery going one way in the 305 is frequently met with bullets going the other, so there’s far less
opportunity for threat of getting enmeshed in violence here. Thus far.
But the left needs to rein it in and act like they’ve got a whisker of tolerance for civil debate and ideological diversity.
I know a whole bunch of Christians that will vigorously oppose getting fed to the lions.Published in