I Love the USA; Stop Bitching (My Opinion)
As I sit here contemplating weather to spend the $20 for Touchdown, a “better” exchange client for my Droid, I think to myself, am I starting to embody my stance on why Americans love America but are still down with complaining about it. My discussions about the USA can be misconstrued as negative when in fact the negativity is bread from how our “society” exploits all things great about America, our freedom.
I am of the belief that convenience is what drives the vast majority of humans living in America. Everything is so convenient, and when it’s not, we like to bitch about it. Good thing we don’t live somewhere where walking out your front door can be very inconvenient. “Honey, I’m going to the store and grab some milk, you need anything,” BLAM, my home has just been destroyed by a rocket. Do corner stores even exist in war zones?
The next time you feel like bitching about having to wait a few extra minutes in the express lane at the supermarket, remember that we are privileged to be able to have easily accessible food; food that we can buy in the store that is packaged, clean and sometimes ready to eat (semicolon is for you @alex_howansky).
I have a Droid, it’s a great device and delivers on most of the needs I have for a phone and comes drastically close to an efficiency machine that comes in the form of a Blackberry. I’m going stick with Active Sync out of the box for now. If my profile gets erased or the messages lag behind, I will go to the convenient store and grab the Touchdown Client.
As long as my soldier’s were complaining, I knew everything was OK. It was when they stopped complaining I got worried.
It has been my experience that very few born Americans appreciate the great deal we have. My father, having grown up in India during WWII, being a first generation US citizen always used to say to me that “I have the unfortunate privilege to have never fought for my freedom.” I think I am finally starting t appreciate the power of that statement. Thanks for sparking that thought.