Traditional American values continue 
to lose ground through our politics

By Alan Metcalfe

For good or evil, the recent general election suggests that liberalism in our country has triumphed.  Congratulations to those of that political persuasion for an unambiguous electoral success.

This liberal victory will be further manifest in a model of powerful and growing centralized bureaucracy, secularism, multiculturalism, open borders with mass immigration, sexual revolution and de-industrialization. If we can accurately extrapolate from behaviors embarrassingly demonstrated during the course of the campaigns, civility between disparate groups may continue to erode as a part of this new era.

All of this is part of a pattern recognized some years ago by well-known author and commentator Patrick Buchanan who tells us in his book, “Death of the West,” that Western civilization is exhausted, suicidal and dying.

As of this date, it is reported that some 3 million registered voters in America, who conscientiously ensured a tally of their votes in the 2008 election, simply ignored their voting franchise this year.  It is possible that these non-voters are part of a little understood and perhaps unrecognized portion of America.  Not inaccurately, we could name this group the “anachronists.”

In our newly configured country of remarkably dynamic demographics, there is an appreciably sized group that is seriously anachronistic — individuals who comfortably associate themselves with an earlier time.

They are generally middle-aged and older and have a sense that they hardly fit in anymore.  Each way they turn in their everyday lives they find things of new and foreign origin that, with some effort, they can grasp and understand in a practical sense. But why is it that countless service people, in person and on the telephone, struggle to speak understandably the language that this group knows and expects to hear?

This group is something a bit beyond the ken of this new demographic. It is a collection of Americans that has become the new minority; I am one of them.

In our rather common and generally unremarkable lives, we have our God, our spouses of the opposite sex, our families, our homes and our friends.  We have places that we fondly visit as much by habit as out of necessity.  There are established routes we travel, whether we’re flying or driving, because they are what we know.  Familiar faces are particularly important and revitalizing to us.  Most of these priceless things we hold only tenuously because we sense and distrust the inarguable growing intrusion of government.  Nonetheless, we are generally of a positive nature and will revel in all of these things that are so important to us until they are either removed from our reach, confiscated by Caesar or when our God calls us to eternity.

To the extent that we can, into our homes we will continue to invite family and friends with whom we share reciprocated deference and love, enjoy civility and warmth, all in a mutual God-fearing company.  To most of us, these are special individuals who, with us, believe that our country was established as a unique sovereignty based upon respect for each other.

We believe that personal independence and diligence in constructive effort is worthwhile and rewarding, materially and spiritually.  We know that our privacy in personal matters decries the use of instant electronic devices showing public displays of such trifling things as one’s feelings at the moment. And we accept that our shared faith in a Judeo-Christian heritage is a greater controlling influence on us than any law passed by a legislature or directive issued by fiat.

These concepts are things of an important group of people who individually own great dignity, an earned quality that cannot be granted on demand by social activists or even by the whim of political power.  Understanding of these things is passed down through generations by an unmatched American heritage that is now being disparaged and discarded, a victim of the latest social and political fads.

There is seemingly no time now in society for what is likely considered silly, pensive reflection. To the now-victorious who insist that such things are dated and tedious: Be patient. Within a few generations these stuffy old remnants (both the principles and the Americans who live by them) will likely have slipped into history, to be indignantly ignored as they recede and almost certainly untaught to future students.

To many of us. the protracted and painful death of Western civilization and the irreversible erosion of the American culture in which we were raised are sad but inevitable.

Countless times over the past two centuries what we know as America has been proclaimed as the most astounding experiment in self-government and personal independence this world has ever seen.

That was our America. Requiescat in pace.

Alan Metcalfe, a retired postmaster, lives in Delta.


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