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12.23.2005    |    Hyphenated Americans
Well, the holiday "message" from the President started well:
Behold, a virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and his name shall be called Emmanuel,' which means, God with us.-- Matthew 1:23

More than 2,000 years ago, a virgin gave birth to a Son, and the God of heaven came to Earth. Mankind had received its Savior, and to those who had dwelled in darkness, the light of hope had come. Each Christmas, we celebrate that first coming anew, and we rejoice in the knowledge that the God who came to Earth that night in Bethlehem is with us still and will remain with us forever.
President Bush then goes on, in his annual proclamation, to issue what amounts to a well-earned "thank-you" for our armed forces in harms way. I think the Christmas part of the message is close to perfect.

Then Mr. Bush starts wading in politically correct waters. First, he addresses Hebrew-Americans who celebrate an unbiblical (ok, uncanonical; the two Books of Maccabee are in the Apocrapha) and relatively trivial Jewish celebration.

I write "trivial" not to insult believing Jews, but to amplify on what any observant Jew knows: The two most important "holidays" are Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement, and every Sabbath. Others in the top tier might be Pesach (Passover) and Succoth (Festival of Booths), which includes Simchat Torah (Joy of the Law). Hannukah? Gimme a break. Secular Jews, on the other hand, are annoyed that they can't string pretty blue and white lights to go along with the Menorah lights.

Oops. Actually, they can. In the believe it or not category, these things are for sale at finer Hallmark stores in neighborhoods with concentrations of Jews (or at least one such I visited in Rockville, Maryland). Then there's the whole megillah of giving of presents. Of course, this is just as off the mark (of the purification of the temple that marked the Maccabean revolt), as is the giving of lavish gifts to anyone other than the Holy Child. But hey, the goyim do it; we'll do it. At about the same time on the secular calendar. So there.

Hannukah greetings are sad enough, given the relative unimportance of the event it commemorates (hey, Mr. President, where was your Simchat Torah greeting? Don't know what that is, do you?). But then Mr. Bush dives into the deep end of the politically correct cesspool: kwanzaa.

The things celebrated by kwanzaa read almost like the Communist Manifesto: "unity, self-determination, collective work and responsibility, cooperative economics, purpose, creativity, and faith." OK, except for that last. Commies only had faith in idols such as Joe Stalin. This is the worst kind of pandering. Kwanzaa is a made-up non-holiday, celebrating collectivist political virtues. It's character can perhaps best be exemplified by the notion that the late, unlamented and unrepentant stone cold killer, Tookie Williams, was named Los Angeles' "King of Kwanzaa" (hey, I got my back my komedy k's...).

Well, there you have it, hyphenated Americans. Christian-Americans, Hebrew-Americans, African-Americans. December 25th is Christmas. The season leading up to Christmas is Advent. Period. Anything more is less.

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I was born, grew up, and went to school in the Bronx, New York -- on the wrong side of the tracks. Got the chance to go to college, so instead of joining the NYPD (the obvious career choice at that time and place), I became an engineer. Spent some years designing things that go boom (or things that take things that go boom to their destinations...), principally for our military. Also took an interesting career turn and for some years was in charge of counter-terrorism for my agency...so I learned something about guns. And when to use them.

I am a believer, in God. Christian. My opinion of most denominations is that they seem to be more concerned with the collection plate and devising intricate rules as to who is in and who is out.

My politics are a mix of conservative and libertarian, as in live and let live. With one exception, I favor small government, maximum personal freedom, coupled with personal responsibility and accountability for one's actions. I also know that there are, and have always been, things that are true, and things that are not. Two problems: Being smart enough to know which is which, and having the guts to act on it. I make no claims...

The exception to small government? I favor a robust national defense, against enemies foreign, and domestic. Or, as Teddy Roosevelt should have said, "speak softly and carry a whole bunch of armored divisions."

This blog will focus on politics, culture, religion, national security. That's pretty much the same territory as the New York Times. Just that I will never label my opinions as "news."



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