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The Real America of a Tea Party Pioneer
No public anything.

by Everett Wilson
January 7, 2011


            "You don't have to worry about me.  You are dreaming me.

            "I was once alive, though, in Real America, which was my own world.   I outlived nearly all my contemporaries, half of my children, and two of my wives.   That's very good, in case you didn't know, for people at our income level.  We couldn't afford immunizations against the common plagues, and our babies had to be born at home.  Also the water wasn't too good in our area.       But we raised our own food and ate whatever meat we could shoot. Since this was Real America, there was no "minimum wage" our bosses had to pay us.   We took what they gave us, and were grateful.  The cash I  earned from whatever job I could get went mostly   for ammo and shoes.  We homeschooled our kids, mainly  from discarded Readers' Digest condensed books.    

            "I was born in 1936 and survived until I was fifty-eight, so I have nothing to complain about. 

            "What's that you're saying?     We should have gone to the Public Health Service to get our shots?   You are not making sense.   I'm an American. Aren't you?      Real Americans don't believe in public anything.  We pay our own way. 

            "Besides, only individual persons can be healthy.  Is this Public Health   one of those crazy European socialist schemes, like government hospitals, government schools, government roads, government pensions, and  medical care for the helpless and old? I want to be in the dream of a Real American, not in yours, if you don't know what I am talking about.  

           "In Real America we were free—free to live if we could, free to die if we had to. It was nobody else's business.  We coped on our own.  That is real freedom!  Even if your neighbor dropped dead on the street, that was his business, not yours. 

             "We weren't two-faced about it either.  We didn't pay for "public health,"   whatever that is, but  we also didn't  make rich people richer.  It was considered  once--the crazy idea  of giving public land to the railroads so they could afford to build  across North America. In Real America, our forefathers   saw that for what it was--socialism for the rich--and stopped it cold.   

            "Did that keep us from getting our railroad?  Of course not.  We got it the right way,  all  bought and paid for, by 1948. It took us only a hundred years.  Beat that if you can!" 

About the Author:

Everett Wilson realized, after completing this column, that he had recounted a nightmare, not a dream.  

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