BRAINLESS BRATS OF AMERICA

by Jeani DiCarlo
I moved to LA a few years ago. I didn’t see much of it for, mostly, I was stuck in my apartment writing. Recently, I moved and had a major life change. I decided I needed to get out and loose some weight, but, mostly, I needed to get out in the land of the living.

Let me give you a little background first. I come from a middle class family, really lower middle class. I was raised on Long Island, in a community that was rich in heritage but poor in resources. Most of our parents worked hard so we did not notice the difference between the classes as we were all in the same Catholic school. We really learned to take those names we were called and our parents were called with a grain of salt. By the time I got to high school the blinders were taken from my eyes.

Yes, I am speaking about bigotry to whites; I know prejudice is supposed to be only for the blacks and other minorities of a choice but let me lower the ladder of enlightenment on you from one whose first 22 years were formed by the pain of bigotry.

There are many of us out there; we just do not  make a huge issue out of it. It was hard, don’t get me wrong, it shaped my future. You see, I was white and not entitled to any help for minorities, yet, I was not allowed to join any associations that would advance my chance to get into a good school or get a scholarship. I was purposely given bad grades by many of my teachers because I was against abortion and there was not any institution in town that would provide a financial help to a white girl. So, I was on my own.

Ok, let me get to my point.  In my world of a lower mid class whites with a few interracial couples, we survived without all the hate and fanfare of naming everyone a bigot. We did not get the best education, as we were not allowed to by our teachers. That was reserved for the wealthy kids. That was a bigotry that really hurt. I remember what one of my teachers said to me in 10th grade, as if he said it yesterday. “DiCarlo, stop trying to join the literary club, or any of my clubs, I will never let an Italian Catholic in, never.” It brought back so many memories of being called a ‘gueini’, or hearing people call my Mom a ‘guini’. That is like calling a black person the N word.

Again what is my point here? The wealthy who were so full of hate and bigotry were mostlly Democrats, yes, you heard me right, Dems. We, most of the poor working class, were Republicans; we all had a flag outside our homes, we marched in all patriotic parades, and we went to a church. Oh, lest I forget we respected older people.

Now, I am in LA, a very liberal place. I walk by homes that look like the cover of house beautiful. I go to the shops where one must make a pretty penny to shop.  They proudly display in their front windows ‘I hate Bush’ $30 T-shirts which parents have their young children of 8 and 9 years of age wear as if an act of heroism.  I never see a flag…OK, I saw one.  And, yet,  I hear the bravado at the local coffee house astounding. Everyone is in the ‘I hate Bush and America’ clique. And it is a clique. If you are not in it, ‘you will not work in this town.’

 

 

Well, if you lie you can, but God forbid you mention you are a Republican.  People gasp in horror and call you an aid in murder.  It is really scary. But I am not surprised as I walk along my suburban LA streets and see the astounding wealth of people who take this country for granted. I am not surprised a bit for I know who are these spoiled brats that inhabit these homes and flock to coffee houses.
Mind you, most have no idea why they say what they say,  except for the fact that they heard it on late night TV or heard a celebrity or rock star bashing America. So they repeat the mantra like good little robots.
I have one of those little I-Robot vacuums, it works well, it runs around and vacuums up all the dirt, it senses the dirt. That is what the liberals in LA remind me of. Rich kids who jump out of Daddy’s $100,000 car with Che shirts on. Just like little i-robots, picking up all the dirt and then spewing it out on humanity. 

I just came back from my evening walk. I was astounded this evening as I was able to really see clearly without the noon sun blinding me. This place is so decently suburban.. people with dogs, many dogs, joggers, walkers, lovers- it was the perfect picture of life. Yet, within this picture is a place in peoples hearts that does not allow them to smile. I passed about 18 people, not one smiled at me, I did get a grimace though. So why this discontent? Why such sadness amid such luxury?

I feel it is due to wrong thinking brought on by the brainless brats of America. Yes, we are brats, given too much, or not enough. So we blame everyone. If we are ghetto kids we blame the white rich people and the government, if we are white rich people we blame the corporations and the military-industrial complex. We are unhappy because of what we have been indoctrinated to believe, we are unhappy because we are the walking wounded with indoctrinated PTSD. We just do not know it.

Only a few lucky people of critical thought are able to surpass this disease. This New Age nonsense has degenerated our brains and infiltrated out thoughts. Church has become a curse word, conserve as in conservative has become a curse word.

We are trapped rats, people. The only way out I see is only going back to the roots of this country. This will bring us out of this deep drugged up fog we live in. But we think we are in reality, we are told we are in reality. When the liberals and Dems stop making their party a religion we may have a fighting chance to beat the Marxism out of the universities and beat the men and women who cause hatred and create ghettos. 

When this happens the plantations will dissolve, carpetbaggers will be out of business, and the Marxist class walfare will have a for sale sign on its door.

Well, I can dream, can’t I?