… You, who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so, become yourself
Because the past is just a goodbye… Teach your children well
Their father’s hell did slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s the one you’ll know by… Don’t you ever ask them, “Why?”
If they told you, you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
And know they love you… And you (Can you hear?) of tender years (And do you care?)
Can’t know the fears (And can you see?)
That your elders grew by (We must be free)
And so, please help (To teach your children)
Them with your youth (What you believe in)
They seek the truth (Make a world)
Before they can die (That we can live in)… And teach your parents well
Their children’s hell will slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s the one you’ll know by… Don’t you ever ask them, “Why?
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If they told you, you will cry
So just look at them and sigh
And know they love you
Songwriters: Graham Nash
Teach Your Children lyrics © Nash Notes
The day after the election, 2022, the nation has not gone entirely as predicted. Locally, conservatives have cleaned up. It’s a day of mixed blessing. My primary thoughts that morning were about the fundamentals of elections. Local is the primary unit that must be tended to. The county level is where elections truly go door to door, neighbor to neighbor, back yard to back yard, and thus it’s the only one that we can truly manage on a personal scale. Most recently, the elected offices for the Board of Education have become the hottest ticket on the ballot. I’ve previously written how demographics is destiny and all elections are in the end, generational. The family is now the smallest most granular unit to determine how well we will be governed in the future.
After getting the first couple shocks from the election the day before, the song, Teach Your Children, sung by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, and released in 1969 seemed apropos. While I grew up with the song, I’m not a starry [foggy] eyed geezer longing for the lost wisdom of my generation past, yet, it has something to teach us. Gen Z, it seems, was a factor in the election. Already Boomers are fading and Gen X is increasingly the ‘senior statesmen’ of the electorate. Millennials, Gen Y, are just starting to face mid-life crisis and Gen Z is a generation unrooted from most mores and traditions. What has been passed to them? Few conservatives will be formed outside of any home life. A few find it elsewhere, but some conservatives lose their sons and daughters to the progressive machine.
As the song suggests, there is a give and take that goes into pouring one’s dreams into their child. Anyone who claims to not have that as a life aspiration is lying. Hold them close; don’t hold them too close; don’t give them cause to hate you. Teach them what you can, when you can, however you can. It’s not that they were reared for a certain political outcome; instead, it’s that what you taught them to value and what makes them happy and safe will guide them toward a consensus that will deliver not just for themselves but for the communities around them. They don’t have to embrace the learned culture and cult of victimhood and lost identity. They have some innate intelligence, and some will figure out what they’ve been lied to about.
There is a constituency within multiple generations that wants nothing more than abortions, transgenderism, and free stuff paid for by the labors of others. The dark reality is that if enough people want to worship and sacrifice their offspring to Moloch, in a perfect democracy, they may ultimately get it, the constitution be damned. There are certain things that, theoretically, can never be legislated because of the US Constitution, but for a nation that grows accustomed to gaslighting even the dictionary, those words mean far less. Pack a court with enough of the wrong people and someday even two-year-old children may not be ‘viable’. I only half jest. After that, only federalism can preserve a part of us.
There are many whole and healthy communities that understand what it means to preserve what is good in a civil society but some of our most prominent cities are places of true evil and cannot be redeemed except by the hard road. We’re taking back our schools now – maybe twenty years too late – but if we can avoid catastrophic progressive ruin for a while, something will be preserved for the next set of kids who come along. Gen Z will have to grow up now, start to pay bills, taxes, buy milk for the kids, and yes, pay their student loans, too. As their own kids come along, they’ll think twice about their school boards and what dreams they want to pass along as well.