It seems as if I’ve been fighting poison ivy all my life.
You can pull it, dig it, burn it, herbicide it but it always comes back.
The victories in the battles are only temporary. Vigilance is a necessity. Turn your attention elsewhere for too long and it overtakes.
The analogies of poison ivy to our society and culture are many and varied. Mind poison invades and creeps into every crevice it is allowed to take hold. Words against it are only a partial solution. You dig it out and remain watchful or it destroys, slowly but surely.
Syria is the latest poison du jour. Lies are slopped onto our plates and we are expected to eat it and like it and ask for more. To question the ingredients leaves one open to ridicule, accusations of anti-American, anti-semite, conspiracy theorist and even terrorist. You can turn off the tv and ignore the propaganda but it doesn’t go away. The poison will eventually affect each of us exactly as it always has.
Locally we all have to deal with invasive poisons. Militarization of the police force is one. Indoctrination of little kids with agendas not of their making is another. The ACLU is pressuring a middle school, 3rd through 8th grades, to put back up a poster saying this is a safe space for all the little LGBT children there. I can hear a 3rd grader asking the teacher, “Am I gay? Do I need to go to my safe space now?”
I’m all for education on these matters but perhaps the setting should be agreed upon by the parents and not mandated by outsiders.
How about a ‘Propaganda Free Zone?’ A safe space where students can go to get away from the deluge of social engineering and lies of textbook history. A place where war is not peace, where freedom is not slavery, where ignorance is not strength. A place where creativity, objectivity and truth are what matters.
A place where poison ivy does not grow.
For those who never got to see Linda Ronstadt live, let me just say that her voice could fill an auditorium like few others. Her announcement that she has Parkinson’s disease is cause for reflection. Here’s my favorite song by Linda.