Dear Socialist...
Dear Socialist, Or anyone who would seek to protect me from any pain, suffering, discomfort, adversity, or failure in life (through Govt action)...
My pain teaches me.
My suffering grows character.
My discomfort dispels complacency.
My adversity illuminates blessings.
My failure produces wisdom.
The child who always gets what it wants... is always made comfortable... is always protected and never exposed to adversity will be a spoiled and unthankful brat. Like spoiled milk, the brat is a stench in the nostrils of all he knows and is good for nothing.
I am not suggesting that we seek these things; however, if you’re alive, you are going to have them. A wise person understands this and learns from them. A fool takes no lesson and continues on his way, expecting others to clean up after him.
My pain teaches me.
My suffering grows character.
My discomfort dispels complacency.
My adversity illuminates blessings.
My failure produces wisdom.
The child who always gets what it wants... is always made comfortable... is always protected and never exposed to adversity will be a spoiled and unthankful brat. Like spoiled milk, the brat is a stench in the nostrils of all he knows and is good for nothing.
I am not suggesting that we seek these things; however, if you’re alive, you are going to have them. A wise person understands this and learns from them. A fool takes no lesson and continues on his way, expecting others to clean up after him.
posted by I say, I say... at 10:41 PM
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