Children of the State? Just more of the same from the Obama administration, or better said, perhaps, soon-to-be dictatorship, and what is now the rapid tumbling of what was once the greatest republic in the history of man, sinking into an age of misery and darkness.
Just one more way to control the people, control the children. First make sure plenty of them are killed before birth. Whether abortion is defined as killing children, or killing potential children, adds up to the same thing, it’s still killing a living human being in progress. Poor kid doesn’t even have a chance to take his or her first breath.
And when in the rare occasion a kid does manage to live despite the best efforts of the killer, does in fact breathe, then Barack Obama says to kill the crying baby by not giving it medical attention and nourishment, because it was supposed to be dead. That was his approach as a state senator in Illinois. Don’t these babies understand they are supposed to cooperate?
And where are the medical doctors who ought to step forward and treat these survivors, and do nothing to harm their patients? An adult would get this sort of treatment, but not these little innocent babes. Let them die and throw them into the trash with the ones who complied.
One of Obama’s unhinged czars apparently believes among other bizarre notions, that infants are not legitimately human beings until they reach the age of two, and before then, can be eliminated. Thus, children, before you turn two, my advice is you’d better be good. After that you can raise hell and no one from the government will take you away.
Back on main topic. A few days ago, the people’s Department of Labor canceled its utopian, draconian plot to control activities of rural children under the age of 18 who work in agriculture and with animals. The Obama administration had decided labor restrictions for these kids haven’t kept up with restrictions for non-rural children.
This meant that the federal government would control what farm work kids could do and not do, even prohibiting jobs on family farms. And, of course, there were to be volumes of complicated rules and regulations and penalties, and a bureaucracy to enforce all this absurdity.
If you want to go through the torturous process of actually reading these proposed regulations, check them out on the Internet. Remember folks, you’re paying an army of government workers, your employees, to spend their days, weeks, months, developing this nonsense.
In addition, one of the great programs for rural kids, the 4-H, would have essentially been put out of business by the administration. But, as indicated above, the Department of Labor has backed down, for now. Thousands of letters and emails were sent protesting this action, many from farm kids. Local politicians opposed restrictions, pointing out intended and unintended consequences that defy common sense.
Of course, in the age of Obama, unintended consequences are frequently intended. What all this is really about, if you haven’t guessed, is control of Americans, in this case, rural Americans, most important, children. But you can be sure the Department of Labor, or some other department, will try again, when or if our dictator-in-training is re-elected. Control is power, power is control.
Let’s go back more than a few decades, to an America as it once was, when America was still America. There were lots of rural families then, lots of rural kids, and lots of real country out there. I was lucky to be one of those kids, and I’ll tell you, those of you who weren’t around then, how it was.
My brother, sister, cousins, lived and worked on farms. One of my early recollections is, as a little guy, spending hours pulling weeds in a garden. One of my jobs was to thin out rows of carrots, pulling little "just starting" carrots out so others would have space to develop. To this day, carrots are my favorite vegetable.
Not too many years later, my cousin and I, who were about the same age, spent summers working for farmers, spending long summer days picking vegetables and fruits. This is the work which now, it is said, only illegal aliens and guest workers can do. Unemployed Americans can’t do this. Too tough for them, bent over for hours under a hot sun, picking the vegetables and fruits soft Americans put on their plates.
Absolute nonsense. We, young kids, did that work six days a week, and we were paid a good wage. We wanted to work, and we never felt exploited. Quite the contrary, we were making money.
And later, I had a very long newspaper route, delivering newspapers on my bike six afternoons a week. Rain, snow, ice, the kid made sure every house got a newspaper, and I never expected a tip when collecting money on Saturdays. My cousin had the adjoining route. Do kids still deliver newspapers by bike? Is it even legal nowadays, or is it child cruelty?
And it wasn’t just boys who worked. My little sister raised and trained horses. When she was very small she rode them at shows. Later she helped train trotters for harness racing.
In harness racing, the driver, the equivalency of a jockey in saddle racing, sits in a small cart with wheels called a sulky, which is pulled by the horse. Trotters are trained to race by moving their legs forward in diagonal pairs, the left front and right rear hitting the ground together, followed by the right front and left rear.
When we were a little older, my brother and I had a small business, picking wild blueberries in the woods, then selling them to a fellow who had a gas station and small grocery. He bought all we could give him, put the berries into small boxes for his customers. Today, we’d be put out of business immediately, for violating any number of government regulations. And my mother, a young widow then, would be hauled off to jail for explotation of children, child cruelty, and abandoning us while she worked to support the family instead of accepting welfare like a good citizen. She was also a registered Republican and conservative, which would be an additional violation in today’s world.
And, I do remember, little girls did have lemonade stands then, and no government bureaucrat bothered them. Nowadays we hear of lemonade stands being put out of business, even when girls are trying to make money to donate to a worthy cause. To sell lemonade would mean paying fees, taxes, undergoing inspections, and probably having to hire a lawyer to analyze government regulations and fill out forms. And, of course, that lawyer gives campaign money to Democrat politicians, who in turn pile on the government regulations which only a lawyer can decipher.
It’s all about control, whether it’s forcing all Americans into a national health plan controlled by a central regime, or making it impossible for little girls to sell lemonade, or intentionally destroying what is left of family farms and destroying rural America — controlling people and destroying American individualism and initiative.
For a few more months, at least, Obama and his comrades are going to let some of our kids and their parents alone. They know these are rural people, still independent Americans who cling to their Bibles and guns, to paraphrase our always intellectual Barack, and if the worst president in our history manages by hook or by crook to get enough “citizens” to the polls in November, then all of us, rural or not, are finished. Only another revolution would save us.
And make no mistake, Obama has no intention of losing in November, and he does have the legal and illegal votes of, for sure, half the country, if he can get these people to the polls. This is the guy who in March of this year sent congratulations to the Russian dictator in effect, Vladimir Putin, after he had won an obviously illegal presidential race. Another president, in name only, who was not going to lose.