As some of you know I hail from the Peoples Democratic Republic of Maryland. Most people in the state are so liberal they agree with the sentiment “vote early, vote often, vote dead. Nancy Pelosi’s father and grandfather were Baltimore politicians. Spiro Agnew who was thrown out before Nixon due to shady dealings came up from the ranks in Maryland politics. There are people in the area who throw graduation parties for their underage children complete with copious amounts of liquor (they take and keep the keys to the cars to make sure there is no drunk driving -they’re responsible parents!) and get their just graduated high school children motel/hotel rooms at the ocean for the week after graduation so that they and their friends can go down and party safely.
From this nirvana of progressive high thinkers comes the story that high school football players were hiring prostitutes. Oh the humanity! Instead of hiring classmates to perform what ever service they were desiring or even better instead of coercing younger class members, they’re paying professionals. Good for them, at least they’re involved in the economic system. Everybody’s business is failing under Barak I, the inept and incompetent.
Here’s the thing. I grew up there. The amount of sex, drugs, rock and roll going on 40 years ago makes this kind of story somewhat of a duh event. Given the way most of these peoples parents grew up, with the progressive, Dr. Spock centric parenting they were force to endure, not to mention the single minded devotion of their parental units to their own selfish, venal, capricious interests, it would be surprising if any of them managed to grow up into something other than they are.
Now I know there are fine upstanding folks living in Maryland. At least there were 40 years ago. More and more though I hear people saying they used to live there or they were from there. No one I’ve met is willing to go back except to go down to the ocean and even then after about 48 hours they’re ready to leave again. In my high school one of the coaches married three of his former students (of course they were legal but just barely) one right after the other. Twenty years later he resigns siting “sexual addiction”. Really? That happened twenty years later. All those cheerleaders he married had nothing to do with his “problem”. Hey he was a great coach, had lots in common with the boys apparently. Go figure.
Yet everyone was surprised……..amazed …………..completely floored. This is what happens in Liberal Utopia. Me I’d rather live in a place that has rules, regulations, taboos. Where certain things just aren’t acceptable and where people understand the law of unintended consequences. If you continue to feed your children excrement you should not be surprised to find them feasting on it in their own dens. You are what you are raised to be unless you have the determination and self discipline to cut the strings and move on. Not too much of that going on in the PDRM………..Grandmom and Granddad have to watch the kids over the weekend. Mommy and Daddy are going to party like it’s 1975. (and they do most weekends, sobering up just enough on Sunday evening to bring back the kids, put them to bed and get them to school Monday morning.)
Is that a problem?