“Heights by great men reached and kept were not attained in single flight but they while their companions slept were toiling upward through the night.” – Henry Wadsworth Lonfellow
This short verse by the venerable poet embodies all that is inherent in the fiber of every soul who transforms their dreams of youth into the independence and freedom born of success. We can rest assured that the Andrew Carnegies and the Bill Gates of the world never believed for a moment that their quest for accomplishment was a function of anything more than their own efforts and energy expended in hours and hours of hard work, often going late into the night.
It is 2014 and the liberal spin on the effects of the Obamacare disaster is mind boggling to say the least. It is mind boggling that our illustrious minority speaker actually expects the American people to believe that millions of Americans losing their health care is a benefit because now they will have time to pursue their dreams and develop their artistic abilities and passions. I have a news flash for Ms. Pelosi. The last thing a person who loses his or her job and needs to put food on the table is thinking about is pursuing their artistic passions. Spin. Spin. Spin.
Reminds me of the allegory of the king who rose up one morning to survey his kingdom. He looked over the fields and farms and basked it the beauty he saw. Workers in the homes and in the fields kept crops planted, fences mended, homes in exquisite repair and his kingdom was a shining example for all the world to see. As he rode throughout the kingdom he thought how wonderful it would be to reward those who labored so hard by providing free entertainment. He ordered a huge coliseum to be built in the beautiful countryside where all workers could come on a special day to rest from their work and play together and be entertained. The coliseum was built, entertainment was provided and the workers came. Te king saw how much his subjects enjoyed the relaxation and enjoyment at the kings expense so he decreed that the entertainment would be provided not just one day each week but that all could come everyday at noontime to be fed and entertained. A resounding success! His subjects were happy to receive their free lunch every day. With enthusiasm over the success of his new-found policy, the lunchtime entertainment and food was expanded so all who worked int he fields could come and eat and play and the king relaxed, priding himself in the rewards he provided for his subjects. In time the king discovered a condition that brought him dismay. He noticed many of the crops were not harvested when they should be, fences and roads were in a state of disrepair and homes were appearing shabby and cluttered. The king agonized over the deteriorating state of is kingdom, unable to understand what was happening. As he counseled with his advisors, he was told he could find the solution to his dilemma by visiting the wise old sage who lived alone in a cave in the mountains that surrounded the valleys of his kingdom. The king rose early on a bright sunny morning and hiked into the mountains to visit this man of infinite wisdom. As the sun began to set on the western horizon, the king walked up to the cave where he was told the wise man lived. He called and a voice from deep in the cave called for him to enter. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, the king saw the sage sitting near a wall, warming himself by the heat of a small pile of glowing coals. The man with the shoulder length hair and flowing beard ask the king, in a voice reminiscent of the sound of a gentle lion, to explain the purpose of his visit. The king described his kingdom and the hard times that had fallen upon it. The king explained that his beautiful kingdom had deteriorated from a beautiful model of happy citizens to one filled with people who were slothful and lazy and that the farms and homes were in a state of disrepair. When the king finished his story he looked at the wise man with the white hair the long flowing beard. The king waited and waited, watching the sage stir the dust on the floor of the cave with his twisted walking stick. The sage finally looked up and said: “TANSTAAFL.” “TANSTAALF?” The king asked. “TANSTAAFL,” the sage repeated. “What is TANSTAFFL?” The king asked. The sage looked directly into the eyes of the king. “There Ain’t No Such Thing As A Free Lunch!” he exclaimed. The sage stood and walked slowly into the darkness of the cave leaving the king to ponder.
Free handouts, although justified for some, instead of eliminating poverty has the opposite effect. The dignity of work must be preserved. The more the indolent rely on the working class for sustenance, the wider the resentment gap grows, thus fueling the fire of class warfare. The liberal mindset that the doctrine of the dole will bring an end to poverty is setting this great nation of a collision course with a destiny not envisioned by the framers of the God inspired Constitution.