As the dust settles on the U.S. election, I’d like to document the changes in my understanding.
Four years ago, I never doubted the news of the mainstream media; this Time, I followed the Democratic primary and the presidential election, and learned how most of the mainstream media took the news out of context, lied, and reduced from news reporting to stand-up propaganda.
Four years ago, I thought most politicians in Washington were in politics because they had political aspirations and were dedicated to serving their country and their people; four years later, I see that most of them are fighting and pulling each other’s strings for partisan interests, personal gain and their future.
Four years ago I thought everyone was equal before the law; now I know that evidence of crime can be hidden deeply by law enforcement, and it doesn’t matter if a crime is committed, it only matters if it is pursued or not.
Four years ago I thought American elections were sacred and was proud that I could vote; four years later, I know that the people who vote don’t matter, it’s the people who count the votes that matter. A controversial ball game has to be taped from as many different angles as possible to investigate and arbitrate, while there are no courts to deal with the widespread election fraud.
Four years ago I was proud of the freedom of speech in the United States, Americans can actually curse the president; four years later, the political world and big technology companies make me scared, the president can only oppose, not agree, or block the number of banned, and be careful of the fall account.
Four years ago I thought how stable and reliable the U.S. system of separation of powers was; four years later I realize that the system runs on humble, reverent, faithful officials and citizens. America’s strength is based on faith, and America’s decline begins with a departure from faith. The farther you stray, the faster you fall.
Four years ago, I thought the beacon of freedom would never go out and I took it for granted; four years later, I am deafened by the words of President Reagan.
“Freedom is but a generation away from its extinction. There is no way we can pass freedom through the bloodline to our children and grandchildren. We must fight for it, protect it, and hand it over to future generations, and our future generations must do the same. Otherwise one day we will be telling our children, our children’s children, in our twilight years what the once free America was like.”
Waking up from a deep sleep is painful, but I don’t regret it, and I still choose to live awake. Now I’m starting to think, I haven’t worked much for the freedom of this country, so who am I to enjoy it with a clear conscience? It is time for me to do something about it, for myself and for my children to still be free people.
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