Call me old fashioned.
I was taught that nobody owes me anything.
I was taught to work for my living.
I was taught to be responsible financially.
Being financially responsible meant not going to a paying school until I could get a work-study program that fully paid my way except for books. But I did have to work 30 hours a week while going to school and because I worked summers too I earned enough to pay for my books.
I was taught that I had to pay my own way for my dream. If what I wanted to do or be didn’t make me any money, tough shit, get a job so I could do it. No one owed me my own personal fulfillment.
I was taught not to live beyond my means. If I couldn’t afford something, I shouldn’t buy it. I was taught not to borrow what I couldn’t pay back.
I was taught in school. I was taught reading, writing and arithmetic. I was taught to think for myself. I wasn’t taught what to think, what to believe, etc. That stuff was clearly and purposefully left for my parents to teach me.
I was taught that feelings aren’t facts, that facts are facts and interpretation of facts are just that, interpretation. Or, two plus two is four. It’s not four sometimes. It is not four based upon who I am, what my beliefs are or where I live.
Call me old fashioned. I was taught that government exists to protect its citizens.
Bottom line, our government should do that, protect its citizens, and then it should get the hell out of our lives and leave us alone to be individually free and self-sufficient.
Yes, call me old fashioned. This new world, new normal stuff stuff…
Call me old fashioned.
