It’s July 5th. Just Stop.
To the protestors, the whiners, the vile and disgusting foul- mouthed celebrities and the endlessly puffed up and confused politicians …
Some of us actually prefer a sense of law and order, decorum and civility. We get it, it’s not to your liking. You might like it better if you came to my home town, Flint. I invite you to take a drive at night from the airport to downtown through the “neighborhoods.” I can pretty much guarantee you’d gain a healthy respect for law and order. Heck, when you are being forcibly removed from your car with a gun and raped and beaten, you might actually realize the lives of police men and women actually DO matter.
Law and order aside, let me explain something (though I know you do not hear or listen). This highly orchestrated maneuvering has turned into a crashing bore. What was truly shocking and inspired awe for its sheer violence and absurdity has grown laughable. Even fireworks can become commonplace with endless repetition. At which point they are merely too loud, annoying, distracting and if we are honest, we all look forward to July 5th. Often it takes some a little longer to get the attention seeking out of their systems so we patiently endure the sputtering and sporadic attempt to disrupt the lives we’ve gone back to after the “fanfare.”
At this point you are nothing more than fireworks that have been going on continuously for three months. Enough already. We’ve tuned you out so you up the ante. You’ve stolen the glitz and glamor of Hollywood and turned it into a theater of the absurd called Bawlyhood because you are crybabies and thugs. You’ve abandoned your jobs (you can be certain your bosses thank you) to take up what can only be described as Anarchy. You’ve trampled upon the constitution in an attempt to silence those who don’t agree with your silly notions. You’ve turned the already limping political arena into a circus sideshow. You’ve hijacked our sports by using them as a promotional vehicle for your own views.
It’s July 5th. Stop.
Productive members of society have work to do. We have children to raise (and it’s becoming more an more difficult this you trying to poison their minds at every turn). We are thankful you’ve given us reason to unplug and spend more time with one another.
We are laughing at the lunacy. Are your lives so empty, vapid and barren you can devote such energy to pointless pursuits? Don’t get me wrong, I am all for a peaceful protest, and heck, every once in a while it gets some attention and you can sleep at night feeling victorious, but this is a whole different animal.
Quite frankly, your message is not only taking on water but whatever luster it once had for some is becoming tarnished. If you want this VOICE you use to shout inanities, profanities and call to the disillusioned do us all a favor and run for political office. This way we can vote NOT to listen to you.
If you truly want to affect change, throw your hat into the ring and play your politics as a politician. At this point, you have NO identity (which will work well as you are working toward none of us having an identity). Are you actors? Are you political pundits? Are you professional protestors? Are you activists? Are you anarchists?
Oh, and if it’s not too much, leave children alone. Do not name call. Do not ask us to let men into bathrooms with our little girls. Do not suggest boys and girls should shower together at school. Do not try to turn our children into disrespectful miscreants like Drew Carey’s son who lit our flag on fire and hurled expletives at the President (and yes, he is the president and nothing you can do or say about it will change that fact) during one of your valueless gatherings.
You are stark raving MAD.