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Keep Fear Alive! Or Restore Sanity!

As I became more and more familiar with the politics and rhetoric in the US - and its history, I'm beginning to realize that none of this is new. But that's part of the greatness of the system in the US. In spite of its flaws and ...the mean-spiritedness of various people and parties involved, this country keeps making progress overall, over a sufficiently long period - about 10 years.

The society and the political system has had the resilience and character to overcome any challenge it has faced. On the flip side, nostalgia can often be misleading- there is no such thing as the "good old days". Things were almost always worse in the past.

Here's one thing that absolutely symbolizes what I'm talking about:
http://www.RallyToRestoreSanity.com/
And of course, this:
http://www.KeepFearAlive.com/

Uniquely American responses to American problems!


[Originally posted on my personal blog at muralikd.blogspot.com, September 18, 2010]

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