Did you know that Americans have been held back from their “right” to work in society?
That’s right; Democratic leaders said so, and they propose to deliver a dream society to unemployed citizens who, out of work due to no fault of their own, deserve one.
The newly formed Congressional Full Employment Caucus is on a mission “to realize the dream of a society in which every American who wants to work had the right to some form of employment.”
This Democratic dream-team caucus consists of Reps. John Conyers Jr., Mich., Frederica Wilson, Fla., Charles Rangel, N.Y., Maxine Waters, Calif., Barbara Lee, Calif., Sheila Jackson Lee, Texas, Jose Serrano, N.Y., and Mike Quigley, Ill. (Nuff said, right there.)
Did I read that mission statement correctly? People want to work but don’t have the right? Who’s holding them back? Certainly not responsible, hard-working citizens. They’re too busy working overtime or trying to meet payroll or reworking household budgets for the 10th time.
It couldn’t possibly be wasting the day playing lotto, shooting hoops, watching soaps, or dreaming of a big break on “America’s Got Talent,” could it? Nah. After all, that’s dreaming.
I ask: How can a caucus comprised of proponents of extending unemployment benefits for another year now decide that Americans have “the right to some form of employment“? Jackson Lee, ever the mouthpiece for unemployed folks – including, at one point, proposing benefits for employed people – now promises to “advocat[e] for any and all legislative strategies to combat the issue at hand.”
First these caucus members say the unemployed should be entitled to benefits for another year, then switch up and now say people deserve a “right” to work.
A “right,” by the way, that would require the implementation of executive orders. Beware – executive orders that come from this administration don’t have a propensity to protect rights.
Can’t we see where this is headed? This “full employment” nonsense is a decoy aimed at propagating government groupthink and deeply embedding harmful socialist policy further into the American fabric. In fact, Rep. Wilson pledges, “to fight for a 21st Century New Deal.”
There you have it.
And, since the race card will/must be played, I’ll play it: A ” 21st Century New Deal” where the primarily black caucus champions the “right” that unemployed, predominantly black Americans “dream” about to a half-black president the majority of black citizens hail as a savior.
Can you see the connotation between “dream” and “right”? Sounds so Civil Rights and instantly invokes images of one group of people pitted against another, vying for “rights.”
“Full employment” sounds productive and healthy, championing putting folks to work. Who would be sooo callous as to oppose “legislation” that gives people the wonderful feeling of having earned food and rent and clothing? After all, it is their “right,” their “dream.” The government must ensure our “right,” right?
Being able to work is not a “right”; it’s an expected, even biblical, order if one hopes to eat as well as function within society.
Sadly, we’ve fallen so far from American ideals and American Exceptionalism to where socialist policies and government programs run households. This is not the America our founders envisioned for their posterity, and it certainly isn’t the America I witnessed growing up.
I was reared in the housing projects in a small village in New York. My mother – at 4 years of age – and her family legally emigrated from Puerto Rico to America. At age 5, due to the loss of her mother, my mom and her four sisters were placed in a girl’s home until age 17, when my mom married my American born Afro-Portuguese father.
Due in part to an absentee husband, for many years, my mom worked three jobs on a fairly regular basis. She got us off welfare, out of the projects, and got me out of public school and into parochial school to protect me from bullies and to hone my budding academic abilities. She ironed clothes, cleaned homes, sold Tupperware and packed Avon products at a factory. Mom eventually became a nurse’s aide, beautician, small-business owner and an artist. She is the proud mother of an executive, skilled trade laborer, small-business owner and entrepreneur.
When we needed things, we looked to Mom, not government. When my school tuition increased, my teenage sisters took part-time jobs. My brother and other teenage boys patiently waited outside the grocery store in the scorching summer heat and offered to carry ladies’ groceries home for any amount tip – and still did it, even if the lady couldn’t tip. Or they worked at the amusement park. One of my sisters, whose work age fell short by a couple of months, pleaded with the boss of the new fast food restaurant to hire her anyway. (He did.) Despite all hands on deck, if we experienced a financial shortfall, extended family, friends or neighbors pitched in. If a neighbor loaned us eggs, we returned them as soon as we bought our own. I fondly recall making many trips down our building’s corridor to return eggs to neighbors.
We didn’t look to government to fix the broken pieces in our lives; we fixed them. We never felt we had a “right” to work; we worked because it was right. Our unfulfilled dreams were not society’s fault, nor did we expect government to create a dream utopia society.
We had no government safety net; we didn’t require one. Birthdays were as lavish as the five-and-dime store permitted, but Mom made those celebrations a huge deal. And Christmas was a blast! We earned our tree, tinsel and toys.
The Congressional Full Employment Caucus looks to our past to map out a course for the future, a forlorn past that increased taxes, killed jobs and set America on the path to nanny statehood. Sometimes looking back has benefits, mainly to avoid repeating irrevocable major mistakes. But you know as well as I do that this caucus means to propagate class warfare under the guise of “dreams” and “rights” and enslave Americans to a really raw deal.
If they succeed, it will be a nightmare, not a dream, for us all.
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