Some of My Favorite Things

Guest Post by Freed Radical

The other day one of my friends sent me a link to a video (as many of my friends do, daily), and there on the same page was linked a different video about the late Walter E. Williams, the brilliant conservative economist. As I watched, several times Dr. Williams spoke such truth that I felt tears coming to my eyes. Those truths were not profound, but so simple and basic that you might not bother to write them down. Yet, tears.

Surprised, I wondered how I, not a softy by any stretch, could have such a reaction to an economist! Well, this man was speaking plain truth, indisputable, immutable, and it was so refreshing and inspiring that it moved me deeply. Just listening to those basic truths was a cool breeze over my troubled soul, and made me aware of the desert of lies we live within. Those were tears of relief.

This has me thinking about our desires in life, you and I being conservatives, not politically, but let’s say spiritually. And not just spiritually in a religious context, but in terms of the noble spirit of those desires.

For example, we feel there is something right with the world when a person with a serious disability achieves or attempts excellence through superhuman hard work. A young man I know who had a debilitating medical condition was recently telling me how he wants to become an astronaut. He has not chosen the easy path, particularly with the side effects of the surgery, and the uphill climb will make him more a man than 99% of regular people. My spirit sings when I hear such recklessly courageous talk, and I want to fan those flames in him.

People like us who yearn to soar but are loaded down with the burdens of societal idiocy look to the sky with longing. When we see another actually soaring it gives us inspiration to spread our wings, throw off the weights, and lift off into the air. But it’s terribly difficult when all you see in media is people who have been told and are now believing and parroting that they were not born to soar. Or they are going to get sick and die if they don’t follow the other sheep. We need reminders, as Dr. Williams provided to me.

In this dark winter, with unknown people at the helm of our country and a sock puppet as the face of government, things can sure get depressing. To counter this flood of negativity from Washington, DC, and recapture inspiration, as Dr. Williams spread during his life, I like to dwell on the positive and lay claim to what’s right, and discard the junk. Here is a (long) list of some of my favorite things to do that enrich me, and things I joyfully reject that degrade me:

    • Accomplishing a goal or finishing a project
    • Solving a problem
    • Meeting a free individual and getting to know him or her
    • Resting in the fact that there are absolute truths and rejecting relativism
    • Not patronizing liberal businesses
    • Watching truth win an argument
    • Banning Google, Amazon, Facebook, Twitter, Microsoft and all social media from my life
    • Avoiding the interstate highways for country roads
    • Talking with my spouse at length
    • Ignoring the television networks
    • Not spending money within the city limits
    • Teaching a youngster the value of a hard day’s work
    • Not taking any prescription or recreational drugs
    • Trusting Godly people
    • Growing and eating healthy food
    • Not casting my pearls before swine
    • Watching sunrises and sunsets
    • Spending time just being quiet
    • Knowing and teaching America’s founding principles
    • Leaving my cell phone off for long stretches of time
    • Serving the poor by telling them truth
    • Not owning a wristwatch
    • Showing a child the wonder of knowledge
    • Calling others to be free
    • Learning a new skill
    • Not suffering fools
    • Having patience with the ignorant while they grow
    • Using a real map, not GPS
    • Throwing sticks for a dog
    • Exploring historical sites
    • Hitting the bullseye
    • Laughing with friends
    • Being correct, but not politically correct
    • Roasting marshmallows over a fire on a cold night
    • Encouraging critical thinking
    • Playing and listening to good music
    • Listening to God
    • Avoiding movie theaters
    • Sidestepping pop culture
    • Listening to running water in nature
    • Looking into the eyes of a craftsman
    • Working hard until I’m soaked with sweat and my muscles hurt
    • Not needing the government
    • Earning calluses
    • Enlightening the deceived
    • Reading the Bible and treasuring it
    • Spending time with family
    • Honoring friends who have passed
    • Comforting friends who are left behind
    • Thwarting technology
    • Being someone people can count on
    • Living a low-tech life
    • Writing essays that affect people positively
    • Learning from my mistakes
    • Preparing for the future
    • Reading a good book
    • Teaching God’s principles
    • Refusing to submit to evil
    • Being idealistic, and being practical
    • Kindly letting people who do sloppy work know that they should do better
    • Boiling a complicated situation down to the basic elements
    • Understanding history

For sure many of these things resonate with you, and others are new ideas. Unfortunately, the slaves of government have been denied most of these benefits and attitudes, and unless you and I teach them they will live empty lives in service to the state, not suspecting there is more.

Don’t listen to liberals who would label these preferences as “white supremacy,” “white privilege,” or “racism.” Who says I’m white? Conservative African Americans also love these things. These items are preferences of free people, controlling their own lives, rejecting corporate and governmental slavery. They are called the Free People of America.

Instead of dwelling on the garbage in society, evil from Washington, and stupidity from media, can I ask you this week to just shut that trash out and dwell on the things that make our country, and our people great? This is not an Ozzie and Harriet delusion, but indulgence in real reality, rejecting the corrupt facade of society that the left has deceived most of the country with. Ozzie never got dirt under his fingernails, and Harriet simply could not run a tiller in those heels. That was a managed fantasy as much as the left wing hysteria.

As another balm of hope, I have taken to thinking about the future America, the one where freedom loving people rebuild our country after this one has crashed on the ash heap of history. All the things in the list above apply, of course, but just take a look at your day. You awaken and look out the window without the least suspicion that your society is plotting your demise, because it is populated by freedom loving people, and they get ahead by building up others.

You anticipate your day’s work, even with its problems and difficulties, and you know millions of people are also looking forward to their day’s work.

You read during breakfast a chapter of a book that you know will be discussed on the job, because your coworkers actually read books!

You check what cash you have in your pocket, having trust that it is based on something of value.

You like your job because people who get the job done are valued, and you like mentoring younger people in your vocation. Your coworkers do their best on the job.

You don’t agree with every last law your representatives promote, but they at least know how many genders there are, and they are not in it for the money because they have businesses they are anxious to get back to.

You wave at your neighbor, and though you don’t see eye to eye on everything you know they are not a collaborator. They love freedom as much as you do.

And you know that your fellow citizens are watching what’s happening in government, ready to punish those who slide down into socialism, for we have to be ever wary. Overall, you have a confidence in your country that was missing in your youth, and it is good.

Today, this life is prohibited because there is no room in it for government dependency. Tomorrow… well, we can change tomorrow. The future is ours to shape for the better.

I hope this list of my favorite things in life will be a cool breeze over your soul as well and will give you some strength knowing you are not alone. We are not only brothers and sisters in distress, but we are brothers and sisters in hope. There is no uncertainty about which direction is wrong, and which is right. There is no hope in socialism, only in freedom and the sources of power that make it possible. You and I know that in our joints and marrow.

Take from these things and improve your life and attitude, even with the senile on the throne. Picture yourself and your family in a reborn America. And will you contribute your favorite things that I missed, in the comments?

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16 Comments
mr. acrophobia
mr. acrophobia
March 25, 2021 6:26 pm

“People like us who yearn to soar …”

I’m endeavoring to persevere.

Ed
Ed
  mr. acrophobia
March 25, 2021 9:03 pm

You must endeavor to persevere…Sounds like something Abe Lincoln would say to a group of indins.

Steve
Steve
March 25, 2021 6:52 pm

Some smart guy said something to the effect ” we must live in the times we inherit”.
There is more than enough things that are nuts in our world and the times look rather bleak . Still, we live in an enviable time when looking through history. We have so many miracles of modern life. Things like bountiful food, electricity, medical care, relative security, etc.
What person of the past wouldn’t be amazed at the world and give everything to live in this time.
How happy would you be to live today instead of living through the Black Death of Europe or the Holodomor?
We have much to be thankful for.

Captain_Obviuos
Captain_Obviuos
March 25, 2021 6:57 pm

We are all born to change the world; instead, we are taught to conform to it.

Uncola
Uncola
March 25, 2021 7:15 pm

I enjoy your articles, Freed. Thanks for posting them.

So many good ole things are free, or relatively inexpensive, in comparison to the modern alternatives: sunsets and spontaneous laughter instead of laugh tracks on TV; black coffee, or tea with honey, in lieu of soft drinks and artificially sweetened juices; homemade popcorn cooked with olive oil and sea salt instead of the microwave alternatives; and long walks and conversations instead of those too-perfect quips and photos on social media. Certainly, there are many more examples but that’s just a few to get started.

Occasionally I will even set aside the electronics to meditate on things. Like how motives divide selfishness and assertiveness or discernment from prejudice. Semantics are a big deal because our thoughts are language and these determine our action. That also explains how Political Correctness is de facto dangerous.

And then there was the time I was in a grocery store and I learned they were selling eggs super cheap as a loss leader marketing ploy. I saw a lady wearing tattered clothes carrying four dozen of the eggs that were on sale and I thought she was pretty smart. There are so many tasty ways to cook eggs, an inexpensive source of protein.

Obviously, everyone has their own tastes and peccadillos. Sometimes, when no one is looking, I’ll slice up a red apple and sprinkle it with a little sea salt before ingestion. I do the same for pears. From where I stand, it adds a dimension; especially, while looking out the window when the squirrels are frolicking; or under the soft staccato of rain on the roof.

Ed
Ed
  Uncola
March 25, 2021 9:04 pm

Stop it, Doug. You’re bout to make Freed bust out to cryin again.

niebo
niebo
  Uncola
March 27, 2021 8:56 am

under the soft staccato of rain on the roof.

Have that here now, in southern KY. Woke to the rumble of thunder and the sing-song musings of red finches. Went out with the beasts and felt the earliest raindrops on my skin.

Sabbath rain, nothing like it, to me, in a spiritual sense . . . “Ssssh, child; I AM got this.”

Iska Waran
Iska Waran
March 25, 2021 8:28 pm
Ed
Ed
  Iska Waran
March 25, 2021 9:05 pm
Vixen Vic
Vixen Vic
March 25, 2021 9:50 pm

Nice article.

Anonymous
Anonymous
March 25, 2021 11:22 pm

Dr William Luther Pierce speaks to me.

Not Sure
Not Sure
March 26, 2021 6:33 am

Rant for the day.

In another day, another age, stories of excelling in the face of adversity would move us to aspire to dream/accomplish our own tasks laid before us. In moments of inspiration we would look up to the heavens and thank God for the powerful message we just witnessed.

Artists would create tribute of larger than life figures reaching to the same heavens we look up to, pointing to the limitless ideal of the human spirit.

Todays artists are different.

I visited the 9/11 memorial in New York a few years back and was shocked to see a great pit of black stone with waters that were descending into a bottomless pit. Gone were the fountains that shot up into the sky inspiring hope and remembrance of the beautiful lives that were tragically lost that day. I felt empty and hopeless.

The Viet Nam memorial, although not as depressing, also requires a descent into a depression to look at the same black wall, but the redeeming value of this memorial is to see the personal treasures left behind, giving life to each name; Evidence that even though artists have lost the vision of hope, the love of those who lost family and friends to the war can turn hopelessness into beauty.

Next stop Minneapolis city hall, here in the center of the courtyard, another black hole of dark water flowing into another abyss.

I’m seeing a trend here.

The article reminds me that maybe the next generation of artists may take their eyes off of their belly button and renew that hope each of us have to create works of inspiration and not depression.

End of Rant.

Anonymous
Anonymous
March 26, 2021 8:13 am

I enjoy a good meal prepared with meat and vegetables that I have grown.

Anonymous
Anonymous
March 26, 2021 9:32 am

Bacon…you missed bacon on your list

niebo
niebo
March 27, 2021 9:00 am

“Get my hands in the dirt and seeds in the ground.”

Hardscrabble Farmer
Hardscrabble Farmer
March 27, 2021 9:33 am

Boiling sap in the sugarhouse with my sons and a half a dozen of their friends who are not only enthusiastic about learning the process, but grateful for the opportunity to participate something of true value.

Listening to the sound of my wife and daughter talking softly to each other as they work on something in the kitchen.

Watching the first nearly imperceptible shoots of green beginning to emerge from the gaps in the snow.

Knowing that there are people like us out there who remind us of what matters in this world, and that all that is good, kind, and authentic and natural will endure long after this dark period is a distant memory.

P.S. Thanks for reminding us to take stock of our true wealth in this world.