This vale of tears

"This earthly life has been fitly characterized as a pilgrimage though a vale of tears. In the language of poetry, man himself has been called a pendulum betwixt a smile and a tear. Every thing in this world is characterized by imperfection. The best people have many faults. The clearest mind only sees through a glass darkly. The purest heart is not without spot. All the intercourse of society, all the transactions of business, all our estimates of human conduct and motive must be based upon the sad assumption that we can not wholly trust ourselves or our fellow-men. Every heart has its grief, every house has its skeleton, every character is marred with weakness and imperfection.. And all these aimless conflicts of our minds, and unanswered longings of our hearts, should lead us to rejoice the more in the Divine assurance that a time is coming when night shall melt into noon, and the mystery shall be clothed with glory."

Notwithstanding the above truth which I quote from an unknown author, this vale of tears is sorely being tried as our big O, President, Sayyid Obama rules the world. In his bi-polar America, liberal, socialist and collectivist supporters of their leader demonize anything big representing wealth, like big oil, big business, big corporation and big incomes. They overlook g spots before their eyes that also represent bigness, like the big O himself, big rich sports’ stars, big rich movie and music stars, big judgments in lawsuits and even our Potentate’s big mamma. Oh well, liberal hypocrisy is systemically big.

"There is no fountain which the healing angel troubles with his restless and life-giving wings so constantly as the fountain of tears, and only those too lame and bruised to bathe miss the blessed influence." As J.G. Holland writes, it’s time not miss the call for a long, deep cry. Cry, my beloved country.