by cheri block sabraw
My great-grandparents came to the United States from several places—Lithuania and Germany. They came in the late 19th century to New Orleans, Louisiana, and through Ellis Island, New York. They came, as I have been told, to make a better life for themselves and their children. They came without much, worked extremely hard, secured an education, and touted the United States as the greatest country on earth. They were entrepeneurs, haberdashers, doctors, pharmacists, lawyers, and teachers. They were self-made people.
No one promised them success or “stuff.” They had to roll up their sleeves and make it happen. Hard work was an obligation, not a choice. In fact, hard work was a credit to the family.
Whether you were a Pole, a Russian, a German, or an Irishman was not of particular import. What was important was the embrace—of a new country that offered hard-working people a chance. Whether you were a Catholic, Protestant, or Jew really didn’t count on the success side of the ledger.
Today, many people around the world have lost their ways, content to suck off whatever the system will provide them without much work. Litigants, migrants, recipients—all working the system because they feel entitled to “stuff.”
Those of us who have worked slavishly to make whatever success we enjoy are somehow “bad guys.” We must have ripped someone off, or suppressed a race or gender in order to be where we are. We owe others. We have made it because we are not black, female, gay, or disabled.
The world-wide battle cry is “Support me!” Support my disability, my race, my gender, my helplessness, my ADHD, my autism, my allergies, my lawsuit. “Support me!”
Many world leaders now are scrambling to collect their little covey of quail who run haphazardly, frightened and brainwashed, who believe that the only way to get ahead is to be a victim. Road-kill.
There are still a few independent voices but they are dimming.
I find it pathetic and dispiriting.
Blamers, all of you.
Where is your dignity?
I know, someone took it. It’s never your fault.