I’ve been thinking about this amped up conservative rhetoric that liberals and leftists hate America. We all know that’s BS. Right? Except it’s not, and we should respond to it for what it is.
“I love an America I grew up in. I love an America I believe in, that I lived most of my life in. Now, the idea of America that you’re fighting and “winning” for is killing that America I live in, that I love. So you’re right. I hate what you imagine America to be… because it is trying to murder the America that I love. And I don’t use the word “murder” lightly, and I apply it to you. And if that means to you that I hate America… then you’re right! The America you believe in isn’t lovable.”
That’s all.
I love America. I joined the army to serve. … Well, if I’m being honest I joined for the GI Bill and vocational training, but I wouldn’t have if I didn’t believe in and love my country.
But sometimes love means having to stage an intervention when the object of your love is on a self-destructive path. And fuck, are we ever. Self destructive because we are embracing hate of everything that made this country great to begin with.
I love what this country has achieved, but now it’s run by entitled pricks who never had to bear the cost of that greatness. And so, painfully and wasteful, we will have to shoulder the burden of becoming great again. Really great, not the MAGA/Temu version.
But I love America enough to be part of that process.