I have always said I love this country.  Not just when things go my way (had I had my way, we’d have a libertarian white house).

I
love it so much that I will support our new president-elect even though
I didn’t vote for him.  I will not be moving to another country, like
so many did after the last election.  I don’t have the attitude “If I
don’t get my way, I’m going to take my stuff and leave.”

Those
who left the country 4 and 8 years ago should never be allowed back
in.  (I don’t think we’ll really be missing anything culturally by
letting Madonna stay over in England.)

I’m just afraid we’re
going to become the USSA.  If that starts to happen, I’ll stop living
so well and start investing money in funds that are protected from the
government.  If I decide to be a philanthropist, it will be MY decision and I will decide where my money will go.

Also, can we celebrate that Barak Obama won the
election and not reduce it to just being a “black man” who won the
election?  Barak may be half-African-American, but he won the election
on his own merit, not because he was black (though I would expect he
got nearly all the black vote.) I didn’t vote for Barak, but it wasn’t
because he was black.  It was because I don’t like our welfare system,
or government handouts. 

/start rant
I worked my ass off
for what I have and see no reason anyone else can’t do the same.  When
I was in my early 20s I worked as a bartender, earning enough money to
pay my rent and keep gas in my car, but not enough to eat.  I depended
on dates to restaurants, where I would order soup and toast sometimes
just so I could get crackers and jelly packets to take home so I would
have food at home.  I worked at another job where I walked to work
because I didn’t have the money for a car (fortunately it was only a
mile away) and only had enough money left order to order 2
cheeseburgers every other day from the local delivery place (and I had
to do it that way because they had minimim order amounts.)   Of course,
with all the walking and eating so little, I was really in the best
shape of my life (and had I only not smoked, I would have also said at
the healthiest of my life.)

I
learned that there are 23 different ways you can make a peanut butter
and jelly sandwich.  I got so sick of PB&J that I wouldn’t eat it
for 20 years after that. (Now it’s one of my favorite sandwiches – go
figure.)

I didn’t bother trying to get anything from the
government.  (Single white woman no kids – no chance.)  And because I
was under 24, I couldn’t even get a low-income grant for school because
my parents made too much money.

I did it on my own.  Every choice I made, good or bad, led me to where I am.  Being lazy did not.

/end of rant