How this nation is going to the dogs

I came to this country a quarter of a century ago, when America was one of two superpowers. Today, despite having won the Cold War, America nonetheless finds itself “buried” — to use Khrushchev’s word. Buried in debt; buried in red tape.

Worst of all, America has buried its head in the sand. Back in the old country, politicians were shameless in their corruption. American politics, though increasingly vile, still requires a veneer of hypocrisy, but, take it from me, we are degenerating into a banana republic. I should know; I was born in the Philippines.

There are four forces tearing this nation apart. The first consists of the millions of illegal aliens subsisting parasitically on our welfare system. Most of these illegals are fine, hardworking people; some are dangerous; many are mendicant. All, having broken our immigration laws, are criminals.

The second threat in our own backyard is radical Islam, that segment of the Muslim community which seeks to overthrow our democratic tradition, and replace it with Sharia law. Islamists are a minority among their coreligionists, but they are vocal, determined, and growing. They will not stop until their jihad is accomplished, or until they themselves are stopped.

But who is to stop them, when their unwitting allies — the third threat to our civilization — are the very secularists and liberals who control the levers of power in our institutions? The American elite, in academia, Hollywood, Wall Street and Washington, sympathize with our enemies. In the eyes of the left, indiscriminate diversity — not liberty — is the way to peace.

And finally, this nation is literally going to the dogs. Pet owners, like the rest of society, have gone soft. Dogs and cats rule America’s homes. In the old country, we fed them scraps, before we ourselves ate the dogs.

Alexander Lee

West Chicago