Things like this keep crossing my mind:

Have we surrendered America to the the whiners and to the unfortunate? When did this nation decide it was is created to fall to its knees and worship people because they have managed to get sick? Or because in a land where we spend immense fortunes on schools they have remained ignorant and indolent?

This is a place and a culture of compassion and aways has been. From colonial days most American people have given time and treasure to the churches and to the secular helping organizations. Hardly ever did we demand that people we help lead perfect lives. Someone was always there, voluntarily, for the drunks, the addicts, the sick, and most varieties of the merely poor.

When did we decide this marginal section of the population, by their very deficiencies, owned the right to dictate national policy?