A Mother Bear and Her Cubs

Put yourself in this hypothetical situation. Say your young child was walking down the street, and a pedophile tried to abduct them.

If a full-grown adult were standing there when it happened, would you accept anything less than their one hundred percent effort to stop the abduction?

I doubt it.

I’m willing to bet that if you saw the video played back and saw that adult beat the hell out of that would-be attacker, you would shower the defender with loving, thank-you praise and probably offers of money, food, friendship, etc.

You would tell the story of that brave defender for the rest of your life.

But if the video showed you that this person merely stood by and shouted at the abductor, I’m willing to bet that you would be furious.

You might even go so far as to physically attack that person yourself, screaming at them, “Why didn’t you do more to stop them?!”

Well, guess what.

This fascist regime IS abducting people off the streets of America, and you and I are merely standing by and watching, and consoling ourselves that we are doing enough… because we rage-posted about it online.

But I am asking you right now, in the name of whatever you might believe in, why are you not doing more to stop it?

Whether you believe in some deity, the Constitution, your country, basic decency, or just the love of your family, why are you not throwing yourself physically between the innocent and their attackers?

I say to you, no, you have not done enough. You have not done nearly enough. You have not even begun to think about doing enough.

Until you are willing to fight tooth and nail to defend your neighbors, you forfeit the right to complain about anything that this regime has taken from you.

You’re not doing enough until you are willing to show the fierceness of a mother bear defending her cubs.

You must be willing to extend a mother bear’s fierceness beyond your cubs and extend that circle of protection to your neighbor’s cubs.

It does not matter that your neighbor is an immigrant. It does not matter that you do not even know your neighbor’s name.

If you would call yourself an American, then you will get off of your delicate little ass and throw yourself in between that immigrant or his wife or his child and their would-be abductors.

You will not allow yourself the opportunity to hesitate and tell yourself, “Oh, but I could go to prison! I could get hurt or even killed!”

You will not coddle yourself with selfish thoughts such as, “But then who would take care of my children?”

We are either a tribe or we are a random bunch of strangers.

If you will not defend your neighbor or your neighbor’s family, then you forfeit the right to complain when others will not defend you or yours.

To hell with all your rage-posting. Screw your phone calls, emails, and letters to corrupt politicians who already know good and goddamn well what you want and need.

I don’t care how many protests you marched in. If you are not willing to risk life and limb, then I spit on your protest sign.

Fuck your stupid boycotts, unless you are willing to boycott AND throw yourself in harm’s way to defend another American from Nazis.

If you’re willing to do both, then we can be friends.

Get some skin in the game.

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Author: Kevin Trent Boswell

Kevin Trent Boswell is a thing that once blinked briefly in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The exact nature of its demise is unclear. Some sources say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other tertiary evidence suggests the possibility that it was destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth of the matter is unknown. Luckily, no one cares.

2 thoughts on “A Mother Bear and Her Cubs”

  1. You really need to put this on substack. I am telling you, you could get tons of views with this. People will read and feel your writing.

    I can tell you for a fact, I would be on that guys back, with the knife I carry everyday. I may be older but I am still a mother.

    Susan

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