Farewell My Love—A Soliloquy
Greetings friends. Back in the year 2000, Bill Corbett wrote a tribute to a dying friend that he had known all his life. I posted that tribute on this blog a couple years ago. With Bill’s permission, I’d like to share that piece with you once more. I think it is even more apropos today. Bill has given me permission to edit it just a bit to more appropriately fit the times. One of those changes is to change it from a soliloquy to a pending obituary. So without further ado, here is Bill’s piece.
FAREWELL MY LOVE
I am very sad, because today I must bid farewell to a great and regal lady. A lady I have known all of my life. Those who were present during her gestation period have written that it was a difficult time; she nearly was not carried full term to her birth; but in answer to prayer, God intervened and she emerged from the womb a weak, but very determined, and screaming young babe.
Her struggles continued throughout her early youth, and as one crisis after another emerged, she developed a quiet strength; a strength that was rooted in a strong moral character; a strength that carried her through the period of young womanhood when a bitter battle erupted between her children. Though not entirely forgotten, the wounds of that struggle have eventually healed.
As she grew and matured, and spawned children of her own, not only did she love the children that came from her own womb, but she took in and adopted as her own, children from other lands creating a strong family bond. Because of this, she went on to achieve great stature among her peers and survived even more crises.
During the last half of the twentieth century this magnificent lady was blessed with great prosperity, and it was then that some of her children felt it was her duty to distribute her wealth equally among all her children, even among some who were not, and thus began great demands on her resources and her energy. Later, she was stricken by an insidious disease that worked from within to weaken her soul and spirit. It worked its pillage on her mind and clouded her judgment.
Eventually, her spirit and moral fiber were broken down. This infirmity took from this once regal and stately lady, a major portion of her good manners and decorum, as well as her definitive ability to distinguish right from wrong. In these waning days, she is even questioning rule of law.
Today, at age 226, she lies on her death bed, her life and spirit ebbing away. Her days with us are numbered. So to a once great lady known to the world as “Lady Liberty”(The Free Republic of the United States of America,) I bid farewell. I love you, lady, and I’m going to miss you.
One of your loving sons,
Copyright (C) 2000 Bill Corbett
Farewell My Love is not about the death of the United States as a nation. As a nation, the Unite States will, in all likelihood, live on till the end times, but not as we currently know it. Farewell My Love is about the death of the United States as a “free representative republic,”(a government of, by, and for, the people) and in that respect, I believe she is very ill and is truly dying. Throughout the course of recorded history, man has always opted for security over freedom. In my view, unless we change directions, the United States will be no exception.
Benjamin Franklin was a great statesman and historian, but in addition to that, I believe he was also a visionary. He understood human nature. When asked what kind of government the delegates had crafted for them, he replied, “A republic, if you can keep it.”
He understood that freedom is not free; it brings to the table many caveats. Freedom does not guarantee security; freedom does not guarantee total fairness for all; freedom does not guarantee equal benefits for all. Freedom does, however, guarantee many trials and hardships, as well as a requirement for individual responsibility.
Throughout recorded history, Utopians have strived to create societies in which everyone shares in equal benefits of life—not just equal opportunities—but equal benefits. Man is not capable of creating a utopia. Only God can do that, and He is saving that for heaven. Every time man tries it he screws things up royally. Because of mankind’s innate imperfection, these would-be Utopian societies have all failed, but not before they ultimately enslaved the masses.
Metaphorically speaking, we Americans, like Esau, are trading our birthrights for a bowl of lintel soup. We are listening to, and electing politicians who promise to provide each and every one of us with everything we will ever need to live and survive. Free medical care, guaranteed job access, guaranteed job security, guaranteed wage packages, guaranteed retirement benefits, free education, and every form of government grant that the human mind can conceive, just to name a few; and with less and less responsibility required of us as individuals. These politicians are now even willing to set aside the rule of law to allow non-citizens the same rights—including, perhaps, even voting privileges—as citizens in the hopes of garnering their votes.
I believe we are moving dangerously close to a “Nanny State,”(we are already an oligarchy) which comes with a very high price; that of giving up a major portion of our freedom. Free people, if they wish to remain free, do not turn to their government for help; they instead, run as far and as fast from government aid as they possibly can. I think we would all do well to burn into our brains the immortal words of President Ronald Reagan: “The ten most frightening words in the English language are: ‘ I’m from the government, and I’m here to help you.’”
In the twentieth century alone, we have seen Utopian promises to the people of the Soviet Union, Germany, Italy, China, and Cuba. I don’t think I have to elaborate the atrocities we have seen take place in those countries prior to, during, and since, World War II. Are we as a people, willing to pay the same price for Utopia? I’m certainly not.
Guy Odom, in his book America’s Man on Horseback, talks about the ten generational cycle from bondage to freedom and back to bondage (very similar to Alexander Tytler’s scenario). Each generation spans twenty five years. He begins America’s cycle in 1765, the year the patriots first started talking about independence from England. If you move ahead 250 years (ten times the twenty-five years per generation) you come to the year of a possible collapse of our republic as the Founders set it up—2015, and I believe we are closer to that collapse than we realize. The 2016 election is crucial. Will we have eight more years of Saul Alinsky nihilism-style governance (total rejection of established laws and institutions; a doctrine that denies any objective ground for truth, especially moral truths) like we have had the past seven plus years? Look into BOs eyes in the photo above. Do you see what I see? More of that type governance could very well put us in the bondage that Odom and Alexander Tytler wrote about. Alinsky’s purpose for a revolution was to undermine the system and see what happens. (Does our system presently show signs of being undermined?) The Alinsky trained radical has a single purpose—take power and resources from the haves and give to the have-nots. The fallacy of that is, soon there will be no haves except those elitist rulers in the government. One only has to study 1930s history of Germany to get the full picture.
Perhaps I may have to change the theme of “Farewell My Love” from a pending obituary to an actual obituary. Something worth thinking about, wouldn’t you agree?
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