Kid Doesn’t Have A Chance

When a leftist tells you in no uncertain terms “how dare you question my patriotism” all you have to do is hand them a copy of this article:

I cringed as my young son recited the Pledge of Allegiance. But who was I to question his innocent trust in a nation I long ago lost faith in?

Oh, it gets better. It’s an article written by Nina Burleigh, the same girl who said this in 1998:

“I would be happy to give him (Bill Clinton) a blowjob just to thank him for keeping abortion legal. I think American women should be lining up with their presidential kneepads on to show their gratitude for keeping the theocracy off our backs.”

And wrote:

Forget About Christ, Get God out of Christmas First

But this time she writes about her time in a patriotic town:

In the fall of 2004, we enrolled our son in kindergarten at the Narrowsburg School.
[…]Still, for the first few months, we felt uneasy. Eighty of Narrowsburg’s 319 adults are military veterans and at least 10 recent school graduates are serving in Iraq or on other bases overseas right now. The school’s defining philosophy was traditional and conservative, starting with a sit-down-in-your-seat brand of discipline, leavened with a rafter-shaking reverence for country and flag. Every day the students gathered in the gym for the “Morning Program,” open to parents, which began with the Pledge of Allegiance, followed by a patriotic song, and then discussion of a “word of the week.” During the first few weeks, the words of the week seemed suspiciously tied to a certain political persuasion: “Military,” “tour,” “nation” and “alliance” were among them.

But it wasn’t until our boy came home with an invitation in his backpack to attend a “released time” Bible class that my husband and I panicked. We called the ACLU and learned this was an entirely legal way for evangelicals to proselytize to children during school hours. What was against the law was sending the flier home in a kid’s backpack, implying school support. After our inquiry, the ACLU formally called the principal to complain. She apologized and promised never to allow it again. While we were never identified as the people who dropped the dime to the ACLU, there was clearly no one else in the school community who would have done so — and the principal never looked at us quite as warmly again.

Why shouldn’t they feel uneasy? Living amongst those who value their country, value their religion, value their soldiers when they so obviously do not. I’m sure they felt a bit better after telling on the school to the ACLU. Card carrying moonbats always feel good pushing their anti-god belief system on kids.

[…]to counteract any God-and-country indoctrination he received in school, we began our own informal in-home instruction about Bush, Iraq and Washington over the evening news.

God knows how evil that school is for teaching the kid to love this country and God.

Hand over heart, my son belted out the Pledge with gusto every morning and memorized and sang “The Star-Spangled Banner.” I never stopped resisting the urge to sit down in silent protest during the Pledge. But I also never failed to get choked up when they sang “America the Beautiful.”

Sure you did. While you wanted to protest pledging allegience to this country that has giving you so much, that so many people died for, you still get all teary eyed during our national anthem.

Yeah.

In simple language, I told my son that our president had started a war with a country called Iraq. I said that we were bombing cities and destroying buildings. And I explained that families just like ours now had no money or food because their parents didn’t have offices to go to anymore or bosses to pay them. “America did this?” my son asked, incredulous. “Yes, America,” I answered. He paused, a long silent pause, then burst out: “But Mommy, I love America! I want to hug America!”

Uh oh…..no way she can have any of that. How dare this kid love America when it is so evil with Bushitler leading the way

Now it has been almost a year since my son scampered down the steps of Narrowsburg Central Rural School for the last time. We’ve since returned to the city, driven back to urban life more by adult boredom than our children’s lack of educational opportunities. Our son is enrolled in a well-rated K-5 public school on Manhattan’s Upper West Side; not surprisingly, the Pledge of Allegiance is no longer part of his morning routine. Come to think of it, and I could be wrong, I’ve never seen a flag on the premises.

Which makes her feel better you see. She must cringe everytime she see’s that flag of ours, poor lady.

How soon childish national pride is shed, I sometimes think now, and not a little wistfully. Only once it was gone did I realize that, after our initial discomfort, my husband and I had begun to see our son’s patriotism as a badge of innocence. His faith was a reminder to us that the reason we are devastated by the war in Iraq and the Bush presidency is that we too love America. We too want to believe in its potential for good and brotherhood.

You feeling sick yet?

This kid has no chance sadly. He will grow up to hate those who love this country just as much as his parents do. He found patriotism and then lost it because of his parents.

The most fitting description of this piece comes from a reader of Instapundit:

“My question is, why do anti-war liberals get so offended when people question their patriotism, when they spend so much time questioning it themselves?”

Indeed.

This piece is actually quite stunning in how it outs the left. How she tells the world in her snobish writing style how much she and her ilk loath those who love this country, who actually appreciate the sacrifices made by our troops.

Poor kid never had a chance

This piece is actually quite stunning in how it outs the left. How she tells the world in her snobish writing style how much she and her ilk loath those who love this country, who actually appreciate the sacrifices made by our troops.

Curt

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