Don’t Settle for the American Dream

So what do you want to do today?

I talked to a guy who didn’t want to settle down and live the “normal” life. He ended up sailing the world for seven years. Who says you have to follow the norm and get a real job, marry the high school sweetheart, and settle down behind your white picket fence? The opportunities abound for those willing to look. You don’t have to follow the crowd, there are places you can go, there are things you can see, there is a world you can change.

I started swerving from the normal today. Can the penned words of a dazed and confused kid actually change the world? I guess we’ll find out.

Celebrating our Independence

July 4, 1776. The shackles of tyranny are cast off, and what would someday be called the greatest nation on the face of the earth took its first few feeble steps. Today, 223 years later, that nation is still taking its feeble steps, and you have to wonder if they’re not feebly drunk.

“…the bombs bursting in air and the rocket’s red glare, gave proof through the night, that our flag was still there. Oh say does that star spangled banner yet wave?”

To celebrate our independence we light up the night sky with explosions, and the echoing booms can be heard miles away. In other countries when explosions shatter the silence, the citizens bury their heads in their knees and pray. In America, the land of the free and home of the brave, we raise a sweaty beer can to the sky and let out a drunken cheer. Men and women have fought and died for this country, to preserve the freedoms and liberties that we hold so dear. And what have we done with that freedom? We’ve chased the American Dream to the ends of the horizon. We’ve filled our homes with toys and bowed to the almighty dollar. Is this what our soldiers have fought and died for? Are we really the greatest nation on earth? I watched Saving Private Ryan on Friday night, and the dying soldier demanded that his comrade “earn this.” Earn the sacrifice we’ve made for you. “Have I lived a good life?” the elderly comrade asked as he stood weeping above the dead soldier’s grave. “Have I earned this?” I think that’s a question we should all ask ourselves.

Knock, Knock

Can that guy drive any slower? What is his problem? Why are you walking so slowly and taking up the whole sidewalk? Didn’t anyone ever teach you proper sidewalk etiquette? Just who do you think you are? Walking so self assured like you own the place. Get out of the way! I’M coming through. The world revolves around me, doesn’t it?

Knock, knock.

What is it? Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something here? Go away!

Knock, knock.

Are you deaf? What is your problem? I’m busy!

Knock, knock.