This post answers CEE’S BLACK & WHITE PHOTO CHALLENGE, and it really has nothing to do with politics. Instead, this post is about pictures of fences. Nevertheless, I think about politics and tend to relate politics to everthing I hear, read, and see. I suppose that is not a good thing.
Right now illegal immigration is in the news. Because of politics our president has exceeded his Constitutional authority. Because they do not serve his purpose, President Barack Obama will not enforce our borders. Because our leaders will not keep our nation’s fences in good repair, we have neighbors who do not respect the fences we have set around our country.
Do fences have a good purpose? Yes. Think about what we do with them. We set boundaries with them. Fences do not exist to keep the world out or us in. They exist to make it easier for us to respect each other. We put fences around gardens, for example so that people don’t walk in them and on them. And we put fences around our nation so that we can preserve our language and our culture.
Without a fence around our nation, we cannot keep our republic. That is particularly true when our welfare state serves as a magnet to the world’s poor. Too many of the people who live here have forgotten what it means to have God-given rights, and too many of the illegal immigrants come from lands where the concept remains unknown. Therefore, if we want to pass a republic onto our children and grandchildren, we need to teach them about God-given rights and the value of good fences.
Cee is having us build: FENCES today
Robert Frost said “Good fences make good neighbors.”
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Here are some of my fencing thoughts:
This is the fence outside of Parliament in Dublin.
The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot forever fence it out.
Both of these fences are found in the Koog Zaandyke neighborhood just outside of Zaandam in North Holland.
Love your neighbor as yourself; but don’t take down the fence.
There is a balance to these things called fences and we must forever seek to maintain it.