Here we go again. This afternoon while waiting to pick up one of my grandsons, I stopped by my favorite place for a relaxing cup of tea. This is a very well-known sandwich/salad/coffee/tea restaurant; relaxing atmosphere. And truth be told, many of my articles are written there while I am waiting for one or the other of the “grands.”
I quickly discovered that the big urn of hot water for tea is no longer beside the coffee carafes. What? Here’s the deal: “Somebody” complained that the hot water tasted like coffee, and so the hot water dispenser was removed. Now, instead of simply getting refills for ourselves, we have to ask at the counter for a refill from the back. What a hassle! Because “Somebody” complained. Everybody else is inconvenienced because of a nameless, faceless “Somebody” who probably isn’t even a regular customer.
The list goes on and on: For example, the whiner who was offended by the theme for a cardiac fundraiser at Dartmouth College, the griper who was offended by a Bible in the motel, the sniveler about prayer at a graduation, and belly-acher who pressured the Marine veteran to take down his American flag flying in his own yard. These busybody complainers wear me out. They need to get jobs and go to work; I can’t imagine my life being so boring or my brain so empty that I had the time or interest to bully the world.
We are a nation of laws; who decided that we must cave and fold to the tyrants among us? What is the worst thing that could happen if we just said No? Maybe they would slink away to tyrannize an easier target, and the rest of us would conduct our fundraiser, have a Bible to read in our motel room, say a prayer of thanksgiving at our graduation, fly our American flag in our yard, and have at our fingertips an urn of hot water to make our tea.
The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.
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