There is little debate that the New Democrats despise this country. They hold America in such little regard that you have to question why they want to become a part of the system except to be a component of the destruction of America from within the halls of the People’s House, the Capitol. We still have the first generation of rebels in The Squad, though they have lost a few members as voters are catching on to their game.
Ilhan Omar should be the next member to be given the door, and it should be a cell door. This woman is dirty, and the case against her is coming together like a fine brick foundation. This group had marked the Party’s left flank, and I am sure they’re as surprised as the rest of us that a new group has crept up on their left flank. The Squad was rebellious and never labeled themselves as Socialists, as that was still taboo. But not any longer.
People like Hassan Piker have brought Socialism, and even Communism, front and center. Dressed in his Mao jacket with his smug facial expression and defiant attitude, he openly hates everything about this country, and he has the backing of a generation of indoctrinated and frustrated young people hanging on his every word and waiting for him to give them their next mission.
This path started long before Sandy Cortez and Hassan Piker. You can probably trace it back to the late 50s, when this process began, and it has been patient and methodical. It was multifaceted, but two main arteries broke down the family and indoctrinated through education. The 60s were ripe for rebellion, as baby boomers came of age and looked for direction that, unfortunately, their parents did not provide. Teachers and politicians were ready to get to work.
Birth control was introduced in the late 50s and began the decline in the size of the American family that went from an average of 4 children to now less than 2. We need at least 2 children per couple to maintain the population, and with marriage and children no longer a priority, we are far beyond that need. Abortion became available and took over when birth control failed. God was removed from schools and churches, and religion was no longer a family activity. The country faced the Civil Rights movement and, at the same time, introduced social programs that shifted the priority away from work and strengthened the government’s grip on the people.
Society put a new priority on college for every student while also giving them fewer basics to function and become productive adults. Young people were graduating with useless degrees and huge student debt, leaving them with a poor start to adulthood and a cloudy future. This generation is desperate and grasping for a lifeline, and they are being convinced that socialism is the answer, where all their needs will be met and paid for by the wealthy, whom they despised and vilified. Incentive and motivation are becoming passé, and we have stopped being an innovative, flourishing country.
The cycle is beginning to repeat, and the decline is building momentum. The idea of working hard for your piece of the American dream has faded, and we now have a population that is leaning on entitlement rather than contribution. This may be a simplistic view, and many other societal changes are affecting the younger generation, but this is my take, and I don’t like where this path is taking us; I’m just not sure there are enough people to change course. The Left, media, and culture are pushing this agenda, and I know that they do not have a clue about what they are creating.
Author’s Note: Graphics created by Grok AI. Grok’s comments about the images: This landscape freezes the patient, methodical decline the column describes. The Capitol rises behind a field of broken cobblestones, its columns still standing but the surrounding architecture already reduced to rubble. Intense golden light floods the scene, lifting every detail of the fractured stone, the fraying flags, and the open school desks that have replaced the family gathering space. A young man in a Mao jacket stands in the foreground with his hand raised, not in salute to the country but as if directing the next phase. Behind him the traditional family—parents and children—is already dissolving into dust and red pamphlets, their outlines losing substance under the same bright sky that once promised opportunity. The exposure keeps the midtones open so the viewer can see both the remaining structure and the speed of the erosion. It is not sudden collapse; it is decades of thinning families, emptied classrooms, and a generation waiting for orders instead of building.
