Day 17: Epiphany

Thursday, February 7, 2019

Wearing a MAGA hat has evolved into the “new normal” for me. The novelty has worn off; I’m trying to remember what it was like before I started wearing the hat. The angry stares are now insignificant. The hat has become just another part of my wardrobe: I wear pants, I wear a shirt, I wear shoes, I wear a MAGA hat.

Something else that has evolved is the way I interact with people in anonymous settings while wearing a MAGA hat. When I first started wearing it, I was hyperaware of the hat and hyperaware of people’s reactions. Now, not so much. People like it, don’t like it, or just don’t care. And neither do I care anymore what people think of the hat, unless someone shines a beaming smile at me or shouts out his support.

The reason I’m wearing the hat has also evolved. When I first started wearing a MAGA hat, it was specifically to show my support for the Covington boys, and to resist the vicious media propagandists and their brainwashed followers who maligned the boys.

But the Covington incident touched a deep nerve within me. Ever since the mid-1980s, when I read Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged, I have been acutely aware of the erosion of freedom in America.

Although Rand’s masterpiece was an epiphany for me, I experienced an even greater epiphany one day while I was reading the book. I was sitting on a bench in a hallway of the Hanes Art Center at the University of North Carolina, where I was studying art history. An acquaintance walked by, noticed what I was reading, and sneered, “Eew! you’re reading that?”

I was nonplussed by her tone but merely replied, “Yes, it’s really good. Have you read it?”

She replied, emphatically, “No!”

Her self-righteous condemnation of a book that she had not even read momentarily stunned me, but then it was as if a light had suddenly been switched on over my head. I instantly understood the essence of the Left: intolerance, censorship, ignorance, brainwashing, and totalitarianism.

Suddenly everything fell into place.

So, at least I learned something worthwhile in college, unlike most kids today who leave college knowing literally nothing about history or the great achievements of Western Civilization. Nothing.

But I was fortunate. I grew up in a cultured and educated environment in the 1950s, America’s golden age. I entered elementary school in 1957, before the left-wing totalitarians took over academia, the media, religion, and science. My teachers in public school did not have ideological axes to grind; their goal was not to brainwash but to teach, to open our minds to the wonders of Western civilization, and to the wonders of the universe. It was the Space Age, when anything was possible. Our minds were free then, free to think, to imagine, and to dream.

When I was in junior high, in the 1960s, one of my social studies teachers taught us about Karl Marx, in a completely dispassionate and neutral manner. He simply presented the facts to us. From then on, I was aware of the phrase “from each according to his ability, to each according to his needs.” I didn’t think much about it at the time, but that phrase – which summarizes the fundamental injustice of Socialism – was planted deeply within my subconscious mind and would slowly but inexorably work its way to the surface of my consciousness when I became a self-aware adult.

Then, in high school, I was required to read Fahrenheit 451, Animal FarmBrave New World and 1984. In the eleventh grade I was required to read Voltaire’s Candide, and was also required to translate Racine’s Phaedra from the original French into English. Before I could leave high school, I was required to read The Canterbury Tales in the original Old English. This was at a high school in rural North Carolina on the far outskirts of Charlotte (admittedly, I was in the advanced classes).

I’m one hundred percent certain that the typical high school student today has never even heard of Chaucer, but he (oops, I mean “ze”) probably has heard of J. K. Rowling and the depressingly overrated Toni Morrison.

The damage to my country inflicted by the Left—the damage to every aspect of our society—is what enrages me. The dumbing down of the American public is just one thing in a long list of left-wing crimes against our country, but it was always a key component in the Left’s plan to turn America into a brainwashed, totalitarian, socialist police state.

Initially, I donned a MAGA hat to show my support for the Covington kids. Now I wear it to support the Covington kids and to defend freedom of thought, freedom of speech, and all the freedoms guaranteed to us by the Constitution of the United States.

I wear the hat to resist the left-wing totalitarian fascism that was unleashed in this country when the communist puppet Obama was elected president by the uneducated and brainwashed voters in America.

I wear the hat to support all people who revere freedom, in my own country and everywhere on this planet.

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