Welfare In America. The New Slave Trade.

by: bruce nix | published: 06 12, 2010

So where are we at? This great country is headed down the same abysmal path as those countries in Europe. Socialism is a system that will fail every time. There is not enough people who will want to work, to support the programs. Hell, why work when you can sit back and receive a check, right? Our leaders in our government, love their jobs so much, that they are willing to sell you out to keep it. You keep getting less and they keep giving themselves a raise. You have become a slave all over again. You don't even know it.

Patriotism, pride and work ethics are fading fast in this great country. At the rate we are going, we will be completely on the dole in just a few more years. Broke and destitute. Who will lead the way as the beacon of freedom then? China? Russia? Iran?

Wake up America! Before it is too late. We can still turn this mess around.

My Father was raised on a farm in South Georgia. He was born right in the middle of the Great depression. Money was scarce jobs were even scarcer. I recall stories of getting up before day light to do his chore for the day. He had to bring in the wood for his Mama to cook with for the day. There was no electricity. He recalled pumping water for the livestock such as their cow and their mules, he said sometimes he wished they would bust, they drank so much water. When he was old enough, he helped his Father plow the fields. He had to wrangle the mules and get them all hitched up to the plows. He worked from daylight until dark in the fields.

He also went to school, it was what his Mama wanted. She wanted him to get an education, (he made it through to the 11th grade) even though most in that part of the country and in those lean days, stayed home and worked the fields. That is how they made what little money that they had. Hard work and determination was the rule of the day. His Father was a hard-working man with little or no education, but he had one thing that is a rare commodity these days; pride. When he was young, if you didn't work, you went hungry. My Father passed that and my work ethic on to me. They were all survivors back then, with the determination to succeed.

World War II soon came along and my Father answered the call, along with most of his brothers who were of age. They all served honorably in various branches of the service. Patriotism comes to my mind, when I think of the people back then. My Father landed on Normandy beach during D Day, June 6th, 1944 and went all of the way to Berlin. They stopped at the Rhine River and waited on the Russians. He survived and his brothers made it back in one piece also. When he died several years ago, they placed a flag over his casket. There was an Honor Guard from the VA and they played taps on a bugle. They presented my Mother with his flag.

That man worked every day of his adult life, trying to provide for his family, the best that he could. We never had much, but he gave me something that I cherish more than money; the will to work hard for my living and pride in all that I do, along with a deep love for my country.

I look around at this great country, that he helped to keep free from tyranny. I see rampant unemployment, business's failing and worse yet; jobs being sent over seas. American jobs traded out for cheap labor in an attempt to gain that elusive bottom line. Our cities and our great manufacturing jobs lost to countries such as China and Mexico. The very thing that made this country the envy of the world; manufacturing, given away at an alarming rate. These companies that made their fortunes here, selling us out. Where is their pride? Where is their Patriotism?

Something that is sadly missing in this country is on the rise. Work ethic. People no longer have the same work ethic of our predecessors. Now a days, people want everything that their parents had, only they don't want to wait. They want it right now. The big house, the fancy cars. If you don't have the money, buy it on credit.

Then there is the one thing that I believe is a blight on our country. Entitlements. Welfare, whatever you want to call it. We have become a welfare state. What was meant to be a safety net, has become a way of life for many and in their eyes it is free, but everything has a price. Welfare is in a way, slavery. You are a slave to the State. In return for giving you a check, written on the back of the working taxpayers, our Government assures themselves of a permanent place in your life, thus giving them a guaranteed job as long as you stay on the program. This is where pride should be seen, but it is not. My Father and his Father would never have excepted Welfare. They made it through worse times than we have ever seen and their pride and determination kept them away from that path.

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