I met an interesting lady last week. Chick-fil-A hires elderly women as hostesses who greet people and go around aiding customers. This lady and I got into a conversation. She is 90 and I am in my 80s, so I suggested that both of us lived through the Great Depression and WW-II. She was a teenager and I was 10 years old when the Japanese (while carrying on “peace” negotiations in Washington) carried out their sneak attack on Pearl Harbor, Hawaii on 7 December 1941.
The lady I were comparing the attitude of young Americans of the ‘40s with those of today. We agreed that if the same thing happened with the present generation in place, we would lose the war and be speaking German or Japanese today. The Chick-fil-A lady, who was a teenager at the time, went into USO canteen service; As soon as I was old enough, I went into the Civil Air Patrol. My sister, who was a school teacher, quit her career job and went to work in a factory manufacturing bombs for the U.S. Army Air Corps. The political parties declared that there was just “one party” during the war. Whole school graduating classes enlisted in the military. Hollywood stars joined the service. Clark Gable became an Air Corps gunner. Jimmy Stewart flew 20 missions over Germany piloting a B-17 bomber. The whole country was devoted to ONE thing: Winning that war. —defeating Nazi German and Imperial Japan.
Here at home we had no coffee, very little sugar, 5 gallons of gas a week, no tires, few cigarettes, (Lucky Strike cigarettes were in a red and green package – as an advertising ploy they changed the pack to red and white and their slogan to, “Lucky Strike green has gone to War!”) We had no butter, no new cars regardless of how much money you had. And almost everything else was unavailable or limited. If anyone dared to complain about shortages they would be assaulted with, “Don’t you know there’s a war on?” The whole nation was single-minded; beating the Nazis and Japs.
Today we have a totally self-absorbed generation. They have no patriotism. They disrespect our national symbols. They’ve been taught there is nothing special about America. They think communism is cool and everything should be “free.” My father fought in WW-I and my only brother died in WW-II so that these lazy young dope heads can play with their iPhones. They’ve done little to deserve the benefit of the doubt. They’ve been coddled by their parents and taught in school that nothing matters but “social justice.” With a few exceptions, they will come and go and nobody will even know they were here. They will have contributed—nothing.