Correct. I don't. I don't subscribe to communism, even if you try to persuade me that it's nationalism. Or a communal society. Or for the greater good.
Principles. Who needs them?
You call it communism, I call it a home and nation and community in which to live, thrive and prosper.
And that my children and their children can do the same.
It's called posterity, and I don't want my posterity to be third class citizens in the nation their family built.
You're an anarchist and don't believe in any of this, I get it.
But I am not, in fact, I am no longer what could be called a "Ron Paul Libertarian" if there was such a thing.
Now, don't get me wrong, I have the greatest and utmost respect for Dr. Ron, and would support him in any endeavor he wished to undertake, even at his age.
But politically, I have come a full 360 degrees and am now right back where I started 40 some odd years ago, as a Pat Buchanan, "blood and soil" man.
For a while, I so hated what my home and nation and culture had become, that I was willing to see it all burn down as well.
But I've changed my mind, with age comes wisdom, and I now realize that there are diamonds worth saving, that NEED saving, in the dung pile.
I'm no longer going to take part in tearing western civilization down, just because my enemies have sullied and tarnished and befouled it.
I know you don't believe a word of that...whatever.
Call me commie or a Nazi or whatever you damn please, it means no more to me than being called a racist or homophobe or xenophobe, which is to say, it all means less than nothing to me: I'm calling this shit what it is.
