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Sunday, August 08, 2004
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Flat Number Three

It wasn't long ago that my little sister was begging me to take her to the public pool. I was aghast! Obviously she knew not about the horrors that lurk in the seemingly clean waters of the public pool, thus I attempted to inform her of the future welfare recipients and criminals that acquire entertainment there. She did not understand my disdain for those she would be swimming with. I suppose she is simply too young to see the faults of so many of our fellow Americans who are living because of tax payers like ourselves, as they sit on the porches of their government homes watching the rest of us drive to work so we can continue supporting their meaningless lives and pay for the pool that we should also feel comfortable going to but never will. One would think that providing them with a home, clothes, and apparently too much food would be enough, but then they want a pool at which to influence the other children who have actually been taught respect and the like in their own homes. If that were not enough, they bring their influence to the schools when the public pool is no longer an option and attemp (without knowing it of course, for they are not that intelligent) to bring the youth of the nation to their side. Many times it seems to work, which might cause some to worry about the future of our country. If only I were a resident of Great Britian...I'd have a great accent, could have tea every day, live in a flat, could drive a cool car like the one in Four Weddings and a Funeral, and I could spend my vacations at the Happiness Hotel. If I were Irish I could have a pint, eat fish and chips, and I'd have a mum. As much as I'm "proud to be an American," half the time I wish I lived some where else. George Bernard Shaw said, "Patriotism is your conviction that this country is superior to all other countries because you were born in it." What if we were all born somewhere else? Then some other country would be the "greatest nation in the world."

seashell


 
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