Where is the outrage?

As I’ve mentioned on here before, I’m not really a fan of the ol’ FWD.FWD.FWD emails that are swirling the bowl of my inbox. Sometimes I’ll read one or two just because the subject line looks interesting, but most of the time I just delete them without a thought (sorry family!). But I received one this past week from one of my aunties and the title caught my eye, “Where is the outrage.” I opened it, expecting to see some kind of political photo but instead I was met with an expose article that was written by a well educated, middle aged, upper middle-class, hard working career woman. She wrote the article as a rebuttal to a Wall Street Journal editorial by the same name.

For those of you who know me well, you know I’m not a political activist, I’m not an avid news watcher, and I don’t follow the current polls. However, as I read her letter I found myself shaking my head in agreement as I too share many of her frustrations over the current state of our country – starting from the top and working my way down.

Here’s what she had to say:

“I can tell you where the outrage is. The outrage is here, in this middle-aged, well-educated, upper-middle-class woman. I am outraged that my country, the United States of America, is in a state of moral and ethical decline. There is no right or wrong anymore, just what’s fair. Is it fair that millions of Americans who overreached and borrowed more than they could afford are now being bailed out by the government and lending institutions to stave off foreclosure?

I am outraged that the country that welcomed my mother as an immigrant from Hitler’s Nazi Germany and required that she and her family learn English now allows itself to be overrun with illegal immigrants and, worse, caters to those illegal immigrants.

As if the battle for good and evil isn’t enough, now come the environmentalists who are so afraid of global warming that they want to put a bag tax on grocery bags in California; to eliminate Mylar balloons; to establish something as insidious as the recycle police in San Francisco.

The outrage is here, but I have no representation, no voice. The outrage is here, but no one is listening, for who am I? I am not a billionaire like George Soros that can fund an entire political movement. I am not a celebrity like Barbra Streisand that can garner the attention of the press to promote political candidates. I am not a film maker like Michael Moore or Al Gore that can deliver misleading movies to the public. The outrage is here, but unlike those with money or power, I don’t know how to reach those who feel similarly in order to effect change….So, America, although I can tell you where the outrage is, this one middle-aged, well-educated, upper-middle-class woman is powerless to do anything about it.”

America is still one of the greatest nations on planet earth, and yet we’re allowing ourselves to become blinded by fancy speeches and dapper suits. We took the bait – hook, line and sinker; we’ve drank the kool-aid; we’ve been outsmarted by a man who is nothing more than a slick used car salesman. Ladies and gentlemen, instead of the Rolls Royce we wanted we chose to overpay for a Yugo. And quite frankly, I’m a little bit outraged about that…how about you?


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