Ronald Wilson Reagan never apologized for being an American. He reminded us exactly what it meant to be one. He reminded us that a forsaken rabble of colonial peasants rose from the obscurity of oppression and a King’s decree of death to forge a beacon of hope that would transcend humanity for centuries to come. His intellect, fierce convictions and unwavering patriotism, rose far beyond the slanderous slights and progressive ploys of the mainstream media. To debate him was to resign yourself to defeat; to listen was to marvel at the hypnotic prowess of his mind. Simply become a willing guest to any of his recorded orations…from the 1950’s right up through his presidency. Oh how I wish he could have squared off against Obama’s subversion and Hillary’s corruption during these tumultuous times. The Gipper instinctively knew this nation would never fall to the might of a foreign enemy, rather it could only be toppled by the divisive schemes and duplicitously voices plotting our demise deep within our own walls. No, Reagan didn’t mince words of political correctness or needlessly suffer the fools: he spanked their whining agenda, put their juvenile propaganda to bed and called the babysitter. He was a man’s man, a true gentleman and a natural born leader of men. The Great Communicator was a great American, an insatiable scholar and fearless bastion of strength, but more profoundly a wonderful human being. May he forever rest in peace with his wife and the eternal gratitude of his country, whom he both loved dearly without refrain.
“A nation can survive its fools, and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and carries his banner openly. But the traitor moves amongst those within the gate freely, his sly whispers rustling through all the alleys, heard in the very halls of government itself. For the traitor appears not a traitor; he speaks in accents familiar to his victims, and he wears their face and their arguments, he appeals to the baseness that lies deep in the hearts of all men. He rots the soul of a nation, he works secretly and unknown in the night to undermine the pillars of the city, he infects the body politic so that it can no longer resist. A murderer is less to fear.” ~Marcus Tullius Cicero