I have always been a very great admirer of the Founding Fathers of the United States, of their philosophers' love of liberty, their trembling dreams for their new nation, their inspirational oratory and writings, their integrity. The United States stand on firm rock, thanks to those great and brave men.
I envy Americans the freedom they have inherited, to proclaim their love of their country without dissembling or blushing, defiance or irony.
It was like that here once, before the Great Destruction. Before the Great Sadness. Before the Socialism which I and many others fear is to be quietly sown like tares among the wheat in America's fields.
Poor, poor America.
Perhaps I'll go for a walk.
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The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a man which sowed good seed in his field: but while men slept, his enemy came and sowed tares among the wheat, and went his way. But when the blade was sprung up, and brought forth fruit, then appeared the tares also. So the servants of the householder came and said unto him, Sir, didst not thou sow good seed in thy field? from whence then hath it tares? He said unto them, An enemy hath done this. - The Bible, Gospel of Matthew, Chapter 4.
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