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So, learning all of this created a major inner conflict for me. How do I reconcile
myself, the American Dream, my family's history of character, and, hard work?
How do I reconcile the images of Norman Rockwell that I loved so much, and,
deeply resonated with as a child? Here is what I now accept: the American
people were a hard-working, community-building people - full of character and
immigrant history. Nonetheless, they were not aware of what their government
was doing for over two centuries. The government encouraged the American
Dream – and, we liked it - who wouldn't?! What we didn't know was that our
dream was actually funded by someone else's nightmare. People ask me if I miss
the U.S. I tell them that I miss the land... it is a most beautiful land. I tell them that
I miss my community, the rural people, the native indigenous - as they are the
last to carry the dying soul of America. Beyond that, it is a dead, spiritually
bankrupt nation. Beyond that, it has too much history of dealings that I classify -
reluctantly - as evil.
So, today my eyes are open – thanks to David Weiss – and, I grieve the loss of
the illusion of the American Dream. Those of us gathered around her bedside as
she labours to breathe her last breath, look up at each other, and, silently
question - What will we do when she’s gone? It has been a very difficult illusion
for me to bury, as it has been so woven into my foundation. The loss brings me
to tears. And, I – like the many who have been raised on that hopeful, fresh, and
prosperous dream - am not alone. I do not cry alone.