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...reflects a wistful desire for an American abstraction, a wholesome place in our memory that is no more-and perhaps never was. We want to be reminded of who and what we think we were, not who we are. But yearning for our past, real or imagined, will not bring it back. And I fear that after the tribulations of the past eight years, we may not survive waking up on the wrong side of the bed for four more. I can only pray that by November we will stir from our sentimental slumber long enough to elect a President...
...culture of small-town America-to its appreciation of education, traditional arts, the work ethic, hunting, community spirit and moderate churchgoing? Moderation and mutual cooperation within the international ?community are what we so desperately need in the U.S. That is the change that John McCain and Palin would bring. Jim Clemons, Fredericksburg, Virginia...
...presidential candidates as if they were one of us? I don't want the President to be my friend, share a carpool or be a drinking buddy. I want my President to be qualified to lead the greatest nation on the planet. I want my President to bring all Americans back to playing on the same team, because I'm tired of the divisive anger and blame. We have a President now who seemed like one of us-and where has it gotten us? L. Bonomi, Palo Alto, California...
...truly want to make a dent in teenage pregnancy rates, along with other social ills such as teenage suicide, teenage violence, and teenage alcohol and drug abuse, we must start to bring fathers back into more children's lives. In the 1960s just 6% of American children were raised without fathers. That figure is now 28%-some 20 million children. The rise in the number of households without fathers is a result of well-intentioned federal programs that offer women incentives to throw fathers out of their children's lives, to the detriment of the children. Children benefit from being...
...reflects a wistful desire for an American abstraction, a wholesome place in our memory that is no more--and perhaps never was. We want to be reminded of who and what we think we were, not who we are. But yearning for our past, real or imagined, will not bring it back. And I fear that after the tribulations of the past eight years, we may not survive waking up on the wrong side of the bed for four more. I can only pray that by November we will stir from our sentimental slumber long enough to elect a President...