From the Tiny Mustard Seed Grows the Great Oak

May 19th, 2010

I’m convinced, as much as a man can be without having done a speck of research on the matter that the seeds of our discontent these days were planted close to and within my lifetime.

Having not gotten off the last bus, I have seen some mighty changes. In my town, kids I grew up with all have one thing in common, and that was the Sears Department store.

Yes, we had the ancient 5&10, and some venerable department stores, much in the vein of The Miracle on 34th street, though in a small time way, but the Sears store was the most modernistic and beloved of all the larger department stores.

Of Sears, I recall three things… The bicycle section, where there was the most marvelous collection of red bikes you can imagine. I fell off one once, into a mirror or something, which got me several stitches.

And the candy counter. It was a grand thing, all glass…an enclosed box, with not one, but two ladies working the middle, scooping up the best candy that there ever was…and of this, the chocolate was the very best. I’d come away with a dollar’s worth of huge chocolate squares…20 of them, each a couple or three ounces of pure velvety goodness. Enough in each white millinery bag to induce sugar diabetes on the spot.

And the water fountain. I dare say that everyone my age remembers the water fountain. Actually there were two water fountains. One said nothing, and the other was labeled “colored.” I remember asking what that meant and of course, I had to drink from it, because I wasn’t supposed to. Likewise, I’m sure the “colored” kids my age also asked their folks what it meant. It was all a big game to the kids. It meant nothing.

Later, we all grew up and came to learn what that water fountain symbolized. I’m sure the white folks had their understanding and the black folks theirs. Later, I think we all came to pretty much the same conclusions.

I deem my water fountain memories to be good ones, because it taught me many valuable things. Right now it teaches me that much of what and who we are is but a matter of education.

In the south, we educated ourselves into believing that needing two water fountains in the Sears store was not only necessary, but ok, and quite proper. I mean, for the grownups, it was simply something you didn’t question, any more than knowing if you left one of those tasty pure milk chocolate chunks in the hot sun, that it was going to melt. What it was, was what it was.

Well, the south finally grew up and educated itself that two water fountains was not only useless, wasteful, but also in bad taste. It’s simply what it is. Right?

Today, we’re all so grown up and so very much smarter than back in the black and white days when we were kids that we know what we know and things are what things are. We got what we know through some kind of osmosis trick. Sort of like the steady state theory, where life just kinda happens and disease is caused from bad smells. We just got smart all on our own. Right?

Actually, we’re the product of education. Formal and informal. That is…what they taught us and what we taught ourselves.

Of course two water fountains is such a dumb thing that you’d no more do that these days than eat road kill. It’s just common every day walking around sense. Right?

But what about the abortion supporters and gay righters and reparationists? What about the commies and the libs and the eco freaks? What about the people who go ballistic at the very thought of racial profiling. (Racial profiling is where you know what you know, but you can’t do anything about it. The suspect, a short hispanic male with a limp, age 35ish, with a large frog growing from the top of his head is reduced to simply a person. “Adam 12. Adam 12. There was a robbery at the bank. The suspect is described as a person. Be on the lookout.”)

We know that two water fountains are just plain bizarre because of our education. We grew up. We grew out of it. We grew smarter.

But, is it not reasonable to assume that your average wacko lib nut case on the left knows what he knows because of his education? And further, in their brainwashed twisted minds, they accept without question bizarre things that a conservative would carefully walk around, if encountered in the back yard?

In the south, we finally figured out that you don’t need two water fountains. When and how will be able to take back our educational system so as to educate those people who are still young enough to be educatable that they don’t need two water fountains either? Until we are able to reclaim our young and raise them in truth, they’ll be force fed lies and continue to turn out as godless mindless libs who can’t truthfully predict which way a rock will go if you drop it out the window from the fourth floor.

From the Tiny Mustard Seed Grows the Great Oak

I’m convinced, as much as a man can be without having done a speck of research on the matter that the seeds of our discontent these days were planted close to and within my lifetime.

Actually, we’re the product of education. Formal and informal. That is…what they taught us and what we taught ourselves.

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