America
America, God shed His grace on thee and crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea.
Oh beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife
Who more than self, their country loved
And mercy more than life, America, America may God thy gold refine
‘Til all success be nobleness
And every gain divined
The above verses are the description of a “fairy tale” place, a place of brotherhood, of caring for one another. God has blessed us and made us the power we are. Less than a hundred years after our founding we fought a war which cost 618,000 lives, maybe more. The North and South strife lingered for years and has degenerated into a division between the enlightened self-righteous and those who loved the original vision of America, a place where you could say whatever you wanted, keep the money you earned, own property your family could live on, and worship the God of creation.
So we are now divided between those who perceive themselves pure and those who know they’re sinners. I believe we’re falling apart and that may be without remedy. We’re not going back to “normal”. Normal is for fairy tales.