BY MIKE HUCKABEE
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Programming Note: This week, my writers and IT person will be on a well-deserved Fourth of July vacation. But never fear, we’ve written lots of great material in advance for you, and rest assured that if anything earth-shattering occurs – like Hunter Biden being held accountable for ANYTHING – we’ll rush back to our keyboards to cover it. In the meantime, join us in taking a much-needed break from the news to relax and celebrate the birthday of the greatest nation in the history of the Earth while I’m still allowed to say that.
DAILY BIBLE VERSE
Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as Christ God forgave you.
Not going to happen
Last week, the SCOTUS ruled that the “Heroes Act,” which was passed after 9/11 and allowed for student loan forgiveness for active-duty military members and victims of war and natural disasters, was not justification for Biden’s gigantic giveaway to anyone with a student loan. The Court found that a federal agency’s ability to “modify” a law is narrow and limited, and they can’t completely rewrite law without going through Congress.
Those of you who have ever read the Constitution – or even been in the immediate vicinity of a copy of it – won’t be surprised to hear that, but apparently, the Biden White House was.
So, sorry, all you young voters who blunted the “red wave” by voting Democrat because you thought the government was going to pay your debts for you, that’s not going to happen. Think of it as a very costly lesson in how life and politics really work. If it’s any consolation, know that you are hardly the only ones suffering deep regret over the way that you voted.
A Life Controlled by the Government is Not Real Life
(Partially adapted from the book “God, Guns, Grits and Gravy,” which you can buy here: “God, Guns, Grits and Gravy” - Mike Huckabee)
It seems as if every day’s news brings a story of some egomaniacal politician, bureaucrat or billionaire with another harebrained scheme for how the rest of us should live. We all need to be eating bug paste instead of hamburgers, living in caves, driving cars powered by windmills (when the wind is blowing), and living small, contained, pre-planned, freedom-free, government-monitored lives to “save the planet,” while our superiors (at least, that’s how they see themselves) keep living in mansions and flying around on private jets to “climate conferences” at five-star resorts with surf ‘n’ turf buffets.
What’s almost as galling as the utterly unearned sense of moral and intellectual superiority among this clique of trust fund babies and second husbands of wealthy widows is their smug assertion that we will “own nothing and be happy.” This notion that people are happier when Big Brother Government does all their thinking for them is anathema to basic American values, but they keep coming up with new ways to sell it, as if it were another overhyped and underperforming consumer product.
Remember “The Life of Julia?” That was an early attempt at selling the Nanny State that was rolled out during Obama’s 2012 reelection campaign. It was an animated online video that depicted a woman named Julia who was dependent on government for all things from cradle to grave. She could live her life only thanks to the ever-present benevolent hand of Uncle Sugar. This was meant to make people feel grateful for all those “government services” (or more precisely, the administration of those “services”) that have contributed to our $32 trillion national debt and demand more and more.
To most self-reliant Americans, the sad, dull, empty life of “Julia” was a disturbing combination of insult to our intelligence and revelation of what the “nannies” in government really think of us poor, feckless Americans — and their desire to train and condition us to love government more than freedom.
I felt sorry for the people who thought Julia’s sad little life was something to be envied, or celebrated as a tribute to the wonderful, all-encompassing role that government plays in our lives. In my own role as a parent, it was never my hope that I would raise my three children in a way that would make them dependent on me for their entire lives. I would be heartbroken and distraught if my three able-bodied adult children felt unable or unwilling to leave the nest and try their wings; or that my parenting left them paralyzed and clinging to their mother and me for the rest of their lives. (Note: I don’t think I had to worry about that.)
Friends of mine who have children with incapacitating physical or mental disabilities have no choice but to keep them at home for their entire lives. But they provide never-ending care out of love and necessity. The willing sacrifices they make are extraordinary, but they would be the first to say that it’s not the life they would have chosen for their children.
“The Life of Julia” was a startling revelation of how proponents of big government view life and hope to sell their vision of total dependence to the public (the first of many, since Hollywood has recently been cranking out lots of animated movies with leftist messages, and they have the red ink on their balance sheets to prove it.) Intervention by government at each stage of Julia’s existence is all that makes her life possible, from food stamps to Medicaid to rent subsidies to tuition assistance (no doubt to a college that teaches her to love socialism) to the Women and Infant Children (WIC) program to welfare checks to Medicare to even a government-subsidized community garden to putter around in during her sunset years (I’m surprised they didn’t tout the Social Security burial stipend to put the cherry on top), just to name a few of the many programs that act as a cozy, federal hammock. Poor, helpless Julia survives only because she is a tranquilized ward of the state her entire life, as is her child.
But where is Julia's husband/spouse/partner/baby daddy? We never find out. In the minds of those who love Big Daddy government, an actual participating father is so irrelevant, he’s not even worth mentioning. Government is both protector and provider. Who needs dad when you’ve got Uncle Sugar? (Maybe he even fathered Julia’s kid through a Planned Parenthood sperm donor grant.)
I’ve discussed “helicopter parents,” who hover over their children to swoop in and protect them from every scrape, bump, and bruise, who insist they’re special little angels who are always right and who must have their feelings protected at all costs. If you want to see the results of that, look at all the nose-ringed Antifa brats attacking people for daring to express ideas they disagree with, which to them is the equivalent of “violence,” or the snowflake kids rushing to “safe spaces” to squeeze Play-Doh to relieve the anxiety of hearing a different opinion.
Today, we're also faced with the prospect of “helicopter government,” which claims to be ready to swoop in and rescue us from all of life’s trials and tribulations, if we just give them all our money and freedom. Both helicopter parents and helicopter government create whole classes of people who are self-absorbed, weak, dependent, and ripe for trading the hard-fought rights they inherited for false promises of security.
It was shocking but somehow not shocking to read that a recent CATO survey found that nearly 30% of young Gen Z Americans would support putting government surveillance cameras into every home to “prevent crime and abuse.” I guess it never dawned on them that this itself would be a crime against individual rights and a huge abuse of government power.
While helicopter parenting and helicopter government have both warped young people’s minds into not appreciating their precious rights as Americans, only helicopter government can pass the staggering cost of its “hovering” on to those of us who are forced to subsidize their utopian hallucinations. It’s a lot easier to stick people with the bill who haven’t even been born yet and can’t protest, which explains the stupefying national debt.
The best hope for America is that there are still enough of us out here in Bubbaville who are having kids instead of aborting them, and teaching those kids (via homeschooling, if necessary) the real history of America and why their rights are too precious ever to trade away for false promises of security.
We saw “The Life of Julia” and either laughed or recoiled or both. Our taste in films runs more toward things like Clint Eastwood’s “Gran Torino,” the movie where a gang of punks was threatening a family and trying to force one of their kids to adopt their lifestyle, and Clint held a rife on them and snarled, “GET OFF MY LAWN!”
America the Beautiful
God's creation is all around us. We are blessed with his bounty. Take a moment to enjoy it.
How to stop students from falling prey to Socialism
I got a comment from a reader arguing that one reason young people fall prey to socialism (aside from being brainwashed by their teachers) is that they feel the capitalist system is failing them. They were told they had to get college degrees if they wanted good jobs, and encouraged to take out huge student loans. Now, they’re saddled with crippling debt, and those degrees aren’t opening the doors to jobs that pay enough to ever get out of the hole.
I admit that’s a serious problem, but electing people who will expand the very policies that raise taxes, kill jobs and wages, and make college ridiculously expensive and degrees useless (is anyone other than George Soros hiring people who studied how to overthrow the US government?) is not going to help.
And promises to pay off everyone’s student loans are just a bait-and-switch. Your student loan debt might disappear, but your tax bill will double or triple. Will that solve your problem? And talk about redistributing wealth from the poor to the rich! People who never attended college will pay higher taxes to pay off the college loan debts of lawyers and others at higher income levels.
We need action on a number of fronts for young people to be able to access the American dream. First, we do need to restructure student loans, so that rates are lowered and terms easier to handle. Government policies need to be aimed at helping grow the economy and encourage private sector expansion, so that jobs are plentiful and wages keep rising. And future generations need to be taught to be more judicious in choosing majors, or that maybe college isn’t the only alternative. There are many good-paying jobs in skilled trades that employers desperately need to fill (just ask Mike Rowe.) There’s dignity in all work, and it’s a heck of a lot better to be a busy, well-paid plumber or mechanic than an angry, unemployed poli-sci or gender studies major (they obviously have way too much free time on their hands these days.)
Besides, as many of our recent political leaders have proven beyond a doubt, having an Ivy League degree is no guarantee of superior intelligence, ability or even basic competence. It might just mean that your parents bought the school a gym. Academic credentials are fine, but they don’t mean as much to me as native intelligence, a strong work ethic and an eagerness to learn.
Before I entered politics, I worked with a fellow named Gary Underwood to build a community TV station on a shoestring budget. Gary had no formal education in television production, but he figured out things, like how to make work lights from Sam’s Club do as studio lights, and how to run lights and a camera off a car battery so we could do remotes. If he’d had formal training, he might’ve told me it was impossible on our budget and given up. But since he wasn’t a "trained expert," he found ways to do the impossible. Later on, he ran media operations for the Arkansas Governor’s Office for me.
There are people with more education than others, and who certainly think they’re smarter than the rest of us. But you’d be hard pressed to find people with more “smarts” than someone like Gary. Have you ever heard it said that someone was “educated beyond their intelligence”? We’ve got plenty of people like that. Washington is crawling with so many Harvard and Yale alums that if they could all get a tuition refund, they could probably pay off the national debt. And frankly, many of them should demand a refund.
As both a Governor and a business owner, I’ve hired a lot of employees over the years. Some would figure out how to get something done, while others would spend more time explaining why it couldn’t be done than it would’ve taken to do it! Give me a smart person with a can-do attitude any day over one with an expensive education who lacks the resourcefulness to solve problems with whatever is available.
Remember the story of the eminent scientist who proved through incontrovertible laws of physics, gravity and aerodynamics that it was impossible for a bumblebee to fly? The bumblebee ignored all his arguments about how flying was impossible and flew anyway. The moral: If you want to succeed, be like a bumblebee and don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t fly.
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ICYMI: The Big Wheel of Random Racism
It’s been a while, so let’s spin the Big Wheel of Random Racism and find out what’s racist now! There it goes! And it comes…to….a stop…..on…….
Smoke! According to the Associated Press, the smoke from the Canadian wildfires that blanketed entire cities, fouling the lungs of every person who had to breathe it, somehow disproportionately affected poor and minority communities. So does smoke from factories, even factories that have shut down and/or are located in heavily white neighborhoods.
And let’s not forget that crosses burned by the KKK produce smoke, which tarnishes all smoke with the stench of racism via guilt by association. Think of that when you eat barbecue, you bigot, you.
Related: The latest author to fall under the disapproving gaze of the woke mob is Ernest Hemingway. They’re not censoring or rewriting him – yet – but his own publisher announced that his classic novels will now come with “trigger warnings” to alert sensitive readers to have their smelling salts handy in case they sink into the fainting couch due to his “language,” “attitudes” and “cultural representations.”
Robert Spencer of PJ Media has more, including the great suggestion that Hemingway’s short story collection, “Men Without Women,” be retitled for modern audiences to “Men Who Are Women.”
America’s birthday cake - How much bigger will it get?
We are about to celebrate our nation’s 247th birthday and I figure you’ll be like me and enjoy a day of barbecue, fireworks, and hopefully ice cream, watermelon, and maybe a parade. For the past few years around the 4th of July, I do wonder how many more birthdays does this old girl have left. When I was a kid, it seemed as if nothing would ever topple the country I grew up in. It was the Happy Days of the 50’s and early 60’s when most people were experiencing an advancing level of financial security. The Greatest Generation of WWII had come home to start families, build homes, take jobs in the factories or the farm, and feeling pretty good about being American. We for sure had our shortcomings. The despicable and dreadful marks of real racism meant not everyone had the same opportunities, although there was progress. The Supreme Court was quite right in Brown vs. Board of Education when it declared having 2 separate levels of public education was unconstitutional. But it would take decades for states to actually implement the equality of an adequate education. But in the late 60’s, anger and cynicism grew over a government that had become corrupt and engaged in exactly what President Eisenhower warned against--the Military Industrial Complex. We entered a long war we didn’t really have a strategy to win, but found it hard to disengage because too many industries depended on making the machinery of the war. We sent young men to fight it who did the duty their country required, but their country didn’t return the favor with appreciation or respect or the support and medical care they deserved when they got back. And over 50,000 of those young men didn’t come home at all. Our streets were filled with violence, riots, looting and anarchy. College campuses became battlefields of mind and body, and drugs and sexual promiscuity were ubiquitous. We wondered if the country would survive, but somehow we did.
We find ourselves at this 247th anniversary of our Declaration of Independence wondering how many we have left. One of the inside jokes in my family was that my Dad, after having a heart attack in his 50’s, thought each birthday would be his last. He would always tell us quite seriously each Christmas that there was a good chance he wouldn’t be around next Christmas. So each year we would obligingly celebrate his last Christmas, which ultimately became known as the 22nd annual last Christmas, which turned out to actually be the last one. But his annual “last Christmas” was sort of like the Rolling Stones’ farewell tours—there has been probably 20 of those as well, and Mick Jaggar turns 80 this month. But even good things and good people come to a conclusion. I hope it’s not true of America. I love this country. I know it has faults and has been far from perfect, but even our Founders recognized that we would strive to BE a more perfect union—not that we had already become one.
This country has been good to me, a kid who grew up in typical Southern poverty in a little rent house in a small Arkansas town no one ever had heard of. I wasn’t just the first male in my family to go to college—I was the first male in my entire family lineage to even graduate high school. I doubted I would ever see a Governor in person, much less become one or be the father of one. I sometimes sit on my property and just thank God for the blessings that exceed my wildest expectations.
I have a lot to celebrate this 4th of July and I hope you do as well. But I’m genuinely concerned that if our great nation doesn’t have a spiritual awakening soon, we will blow out the candles for the last time on America’s birthday cake. For what threatens our nation’s survival isn’t divisive politics, or the economy or even the results of rampant crime. It’s a spiritual decline due to our rejection of God’s truth and the foolish creation of something people call “my truth” which is simply a way of one saying he or she will be one’s own God. Pray for our country. Pray we turn from the selfishness and stupidity of rejecting eternal truth. And pray our great country celebrates many more birthdays.
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