Why I Blame Charlottesville on the Past Eight Years

Honestly, I’ve grown tired of everything I’m seeing on Social Media, but it’s too difficult for my stubborn bull-headed self to not say a word. I’ve always been that way. My dad used to tell me I was too honest sometimes. I was that one child that unknowingly embarrassed my parents by revealing things they’ve said about people they had to work with, to those people.

But now, my family encourages it. Sure, I’ve told fibs here and there, but when it came to taking accountability for my actions, I couldn’t sit and let it fester in my stomach to lie about it. I’ve made that mistake and I don’t like it. Never again. There have been times that I’ve been too prideful to concede in a debate but I force myself to. I would be angry, but more so at myself for not being prepared or knowledgeable in what I attempted to debate.

I love debates. I love discussions; it’s a trait I inherited from my Irish mother and my Samoan father. Both conservative, raising my brother and I with morals, love, and discipline. Every night, we’d have family dinners and discuss current events, and our thoughts on each situation. Even though we sometimes had our disputes and differing points of views, we still love each other and are still a family. It was something I took into making friends while growing up. We had differing political and religious views amongst my friends, but we still cared about each other. We were a diverse group of people, of different racial, religious, and political backgrounds; yet we still were able to head out to movies on Friday nights and the amusement parks on Saturdays.

My parents worked hard every day of their lives to provide for my brother and I, not wanting us to experience the poverty they grew up in. They’ve said to us that they swore that their “children would never want or need“. Some would see that as being spoiled and privileged; but since my parents balanced it out with teaching us responsibility, I could honestly say that my brother and I grew up as two reasonable and responsible people.

Since I grew up in a culturally diverse household, and in the liberal capital of the United States (Bay Area of California), I had a tendency to lean liberal on social issues. But, when I joined the Army shortly after the World Trade Center attacks, I realized just how much of a bubble my life was in California. Keep in mind, this was before the technology and social media boom. It was literally at the beginning of it. Being in the Army exposed me to a world that I never knew existed. In California, growing up, we made fun of Texans, believing them to be nothing but a bunch of backward rednecks. We believed that the entire south was practically run by the KKK. It’s what we were taught.

I never knew how wrong and sheltered I was until I was exposed to so many different people all at once. It was a culture shock. And, since I believed that Texas was such a racist state because that’s what California told me, I was afraid of them.

Now?

I’m happily married to a born and raised Texan, who came from a Christian household that still believes in chivalry and manners. My family uprooted from California and moved to Southeast Georgia. I’ve never felt so at home in my entire life. Sure, I’ve had differing points of views with my in laws at the beginning of my marriage, but it was the both of us learning from each other. It opened our minds and hearts to differing views. I’ve met more wonderful and kind hearted people from the South, than those I’ve ever met in California or anywhere else. They didn’t judge me based on my skin color or religious beliefs; they judged me based on the content of my character. Something my father preached to me my entire life, therefore I understood just why he chose to be a Conservative Republican during the Reagan Era and still is one. My father despises identity politics.

The more I became exposed to different views and different people, the more I began to see the truth of the lies I was force fed from the liberal side of politics. I’ll admit; I voted for Hillary during the 2007 Primaries, because I believed what every sympathizer believed: that she was a strong woman that came out above the humiliation of what her husband did while he was President. I believed in her so much. When Benghazi first happened, I believed that she was taking the fall. I wanted so badly for her to be the woman I thought she could be; a symbol for all women everywhere. That we were not scandalous creatures like those we accused of being. I thought she could be innocent and honest because she was a mother and a wife. I didn’t want to believe she had anything to do with that or any of the other things she was accused of. During the elections of 2008 and 2012, I voted for Obama. I believed in him and saw him as a beacon for all minorities to stand behind. I defended him on things that were controversial in regards to his leadership style. I thought welfare was something people needed.

How wrong I was.

As I looked into it further just before the 2016 primaries began, I realized just how disillusioned I was to believe in the people that I had. I was crushed. Yes, I was. Other minorities such as Dr. Carol Swain, Mason Weaver, my father, spoke out against the rioting that burned down cities in America and placed us under a state of turmoil. They then spoke out against the anti police violence and rhetoric. I began to see what they were trying to tell everyone. Identity politics is cancer. People took to social media to post videos to push a certain agenda, even if they didn’t realize they were doing so. It was doing more harm to uniting us again than good.

People left and right were identifying as a certain race, a certain gender, a certain sexual orientation. I wondered Whatever happened to identifying yourself by name? Did anyone do that anymore?

Then the safe spaces started on college campuses and in other public areas. I was appalled that college campuses would sink as low as they had by beginning to censor free academic intellectuals that had the same opinions politically and socially as I had. Believing that I should identify myself by name, and disagree with the Democratic Party and the President’s policies were not harmful to the country, and did not threaten life or property of anyone. However, it was seen as unsafe to some minorities and whites. It was discouraged to even speak about it.

When the riots began during President Obama’s term, we were threatening military action against a country that didn’t want us to put a pipeline through it to Qatar. So, what did the Administration do? They focused on identity politics and accused whites of being racist against minorities and using the police forces to oppress them. They completely butchered Dr. Martin Luther King Jr’s progress by throwing us back into an era before the Civil Rights Movement began. A time where segregation, that is now illegal and despised by society today, was legal; back into a time where African Americans and other minorities were actually prosecuted and physically abused and tortured for not being Caucasian.

And, here I thought, legally, we were past all this. I thought desegregation, enforced by the government through presence and laws, was the norm. I thought that we finally recognized gay marriage on a federal level. But, Obama put us back into the past, by legitimizing and literally siding with a movement that called for the death of police officers in cities across America; where a radical follower had massacred five police officers that were there to protect their legal right to march in Dallas. He invited them to the White House and sent a representative to the funeral of a man that was shot by a police officer after assaulting him and attempting to take his weapon away after he committed a burglary. Yes, he did show up at the Dallas PD Memorial after the incident in Dallas last year; however, he still scolded police forces in the country and publicly sympathized with a movement that threatened their lives.

Eight long years of that will do serious damage to a country that was on the road to remembering and honoring that Dr, Martin Luther King Jr. wanted his children to be judged by the content of their character, and not the color of their skin. Political beliefs became the topic and threat to that legacy. The entire Left began pushing those to think in terms of collectivism, therefore pushing more and more of the Right to do the same. The Left wanted all whites and police officers to be held accountable for the actions of a literal few in comparison. The Left wanted all whites to be held accountable for the 3% of Southern Whites that owned slaves in the pre Civil War era. The Left wanted all straight white males to be held accountable for the decisions that women make in regards to their careers and lifestyles.

Mason Weaver defined this thinking as Slave mentality. He believed it was a mentality that put blacks, and other minorities, back into the slave mindset enforced by Democrats. He’s argued numerous times that a way to suppress a mass group, is to put them back into a victim status of a monster that didn’t exist. I began to see that welfare was more of a problem than a solution to poverty. When someone tells you not to feed the animals because it would make them dependent on humans to feed them instead of working for their food sources as their biology tells them to do, we listen. When you place someone on government assistance, you make them dependent on that government assistance instead of working to better their lives. You keep them in impoverished conditions with Section Eight housing, and dependent on Welfare, you keep them from succeeding. It’s exactly what a slave master would have done in the pre Civil War Era.

The past eight years of mass /social media and uninformed/uneducated social justice warriors pushed for that victim mentality and demeaned any encouragement of working harder to improve lives. The Left have decided that words were bigger than actions, therefore just sympathizing rather than actually encouraging to do better. They collectively put everyone in a zoo and tried to make them dependent on welfare by pushing a victimhood agenda.

What they don’t understand is that individual responsibility is more logical than collective responsibility. My mother’s ancestors were not even present in the United States until just before the Great Depression. So, no, she will not apologize for something she, nor her ancestors, had any part of. She will apologize if she had done something to another to hurt them. Should whites apologize for the actions of what happened over a century ago? No. They had no part, nor did anyone alive today have any part of what occurred.

History teaches us to move forward to avoid making mistakes and avoid repetition. Eight years of scolding from every public source imaginable created the events in Charlottesville, Virginia. It also created angry people; not just angry white people, but angry minorities that were tired of being blamed for things they did not do. They were tired of being blamed and tired of being judged by the color of their skin. It created racism and bigotry that is now rampant from all sides and all races towards each other.

No one should ever apologize for being a man, woman, nor should they ever apologize for their ethnicity. It’s who they are, and they will not apologize for the actions of others they had no influence over. You move forward, not backward. You learn from your mistakes and continue on.

If you feel victimized or you fear for your safety, that’s your own doing.

Congratulations. You’ve allowed fear to now dictate your life, instead of living and working to overcome it. You’ve allowed yourself to be a racist. You’ve allowed yourself to depend on others to help you, instead of helping yourself.

I refuse to help you if you won’t help yourself. Nor should anyone else help you. Work together to unite in spite of hatred and bigotry. Don’t fall for the Left and segregate yourselves into groups. Nothing makes you different than me; you bleed the same color, and we’re all human beings.

So get over yourselves. Yesterday’s actions would have never happened if the Left didn’t preach segregation through identity politics for almost a decade.

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