Trying to understand why any American would ever even consider Socialism.

Well, well, we open up our day and send out a welcome to those near and far, on this, Monday, March 9, 2020. Have you ever wondered why college kids today seem to be sucked in by the extreme liberal left? I saw the results of a new study last week and here are the facts. Professors at the university level identify themselves as Democrat at a rate of 8.5 of them for every one Republican. Outnumbered? Do you think? Add to that the peer pressure that comes and the potential ostracization for anyone not falling in line, and, I think we can begin to understand how these kids are being influenced in a particular direction. Let me give you my own sloppy way of saying it. It's cool to be liberal and if you happen to speak up for conservative principles you are thought to be living in the ancient past. That's a lot of baggage for a young college student. It has been reported that 2 out of 3 kids drop out of Church after attending college. I'm not a statistical analyst but to me the ratio of liberal professors has a direct correlation to the Church drop out rate. I thought about this the other evening when they were showing the age breakdown on those who voted for a form of socialism for our country. Those voting for that were overwhelmingly in the young category. With the disparity of representation of liberal ideology versus conservative and/or Christian values, one can only guess where this will land us in a few more generations. Praying for God's help.

Life does at times imitate art or vice versa. Mr. Bentley and I were sitting outside and these two teens, a sister, and a brother got off the bus. They went to their home and proceeded to argue about whose turn it was to fetch the trash cans from the street. It became pretty heated. We're talking trash cans on wheels to be moved about 50 feet. As they were hollering forth and back, a truck down the street must have been backing up and it started beeping. I could still see the kiddoes jawing at each other but all I could hear was the truck beeping. It was exactly like watching one of those scenes on Live PD where they have to beep out the bad words. They had gotten off the bus early because of the onset of Spring Break. What a way to get started. The boy is actually 12 but he is right at 6 feet tall. I later saw him coming by on the street and asked if most of his friends were staying home for the week-long holiday given the Coronavirus scare. He said, "Yeah, I turned on the TV and that's all they were talking about, pretty scary stuff." Even a young fellow can pick up on the 'scary' aspect of the coverage. No telling what they are talking about to each other with regard to this health issue. So far, I haven't seen anyone in our neighborhood wearing masks except for the robbers. That's a joke. I couldn't resist.

I enjoy sending out birthday greetings to friends on Facebook. I'm not so inclined to enjoy the dozens of new fundraisers associated with birthdays that pop up every single day. Don't get me wrong, the person seeking funds is doing so for a worthwhile cause. The question becomes how many of those can anyone support. The folks who make it very easy to add a fundraiser to your birthday do so because they receive a percentage of the monies raised. It may be a small amount but if there is a huge population of birthdays each day, well, it obviously is a money-making proposition. Again, the causes are legit and the birthday person most likely supports their cause. It puts those who are friends in a quandary. You want to recognize their birthday but you don't want to support some of your friends' causes but not others. And, when you put a greeting without a contribution there is at least a semblance of guilt. I believe that to be by design on the part of those providing the fundraising mechanism. I'm just sharing my thoughts on the subject. The saturation is becoming overwhelming. I'm not against any of it, just, wondering out loud about the way one should respond. And, yes, I have contributed to some of them, but, now they are everywhere. Literally. I report, you decide, and I continue to think about thinking about it all. Thanks for hearing me out. Take care. Trust God. See you next time. Amen. .....More later.