Just when I think I've just about heard it all, a lefty always goes and does something insane that proves me wrong once again. Ever watch MSNBC's Martin Bashir?
I know, me either.
Martin Bashir is a small man, a British journalist of Pakistani descent who now serves as host of his own show on MSNBC and as a correspondent for NBC's Dateline NBC.
Little Martin Bashir got his panties in a wad last Friday after former Alaska Governor Sarah Palin, in a speech she gave at the Iowa Faith and Freedom Coalition event, said
"Our free stuff today is being paid for by taking money from our children and borrowing from China. When that note comes due-- and this isn't racist, so-- you know, try it-- try it anyway. This isn't racist. But it's going to be like slavery when that note is due, right? We're going to be beholden to a foreign master, because there is no plan--there is no plan coming out of Washington, D.C. to stop the incurrence of debt, is there? All we're hearing about is why we need to grow more debt. I learned, man, if you're in a hole and you don't want to be in that hole, quit digging."
There have been a lot of complaints about department stores being opened on Thanksgiving Day by a number of Thanksgiving-loving people. I love Thanksgiving as much as the next person. In fact Thanksgiving is my 2nd favorite holiday, my first being Christmas. But there is a special feeling that comes over one during Thanksgiving. It is a time when families and friends get together to feast and share warm memories. Or, if you are in my family, feast and drink. (My family rocks!) None the less, Thanksgiving is about togetherness and being grateful that we were given the opportunity to be with one another. So I can see why some people are offended by the Best Buys and the Walmarts of the country for being opened on a day that is meant for family. But before we send a mob to the nearest evil corporation that is opened on Thanksgiving, who - we have convinced ourselves - are literally chaining their workers to their cash registers so they can’t be with their families on such a precious holiday, let’s take a step back and look at the basic economics that surround the situation.
If you are under the age of 35 you probably had, or dreamed of having, an American Girl Doll. These iconic dolls have been a favorite of moms and daughters since they were first released in 1986. These dolls introduced many little girls to important historical dates and issues, and brought history alive in a way that was interesting to young girls. However, in the last few years we have seen some major changes happening to the beloved doll series. Starting in 2009, The American Girl Doll Company slowly began retiring the historical dolls and placing a greater emphasis on My American Girl dolls. The My American Girl doll collection focuses on producing dolls that can be a mini-me sort of doll that plays into the insipid vanity that is so rampant in today's society.
This year my daughter, who is seven, is requesting an American Girl doll for Christmas. We recently received the latest catalog in the mail and my daughter read and re-read the catalog more times than I can count. I asked her what doll she would like for Christmas, and at first she wasn't sure. We then started looking at the dolls together, and I soon discovered that the Molly McIntire doll is being retired at the end of 2013. I was in complete shock. Molly was my favorite doll/character growing up. Although my parents were never able to afford to buy her for me, I still read her books voraciously. As a child I loved everything about Molly. I loved her 1940's style, her patriotism, her victory garden, and the willingness of her family to believe in something bigger than themselves. Reading stories about her and the time she lived in gave me pride in the country that I lived in - a country that fought with unwavering strength for the freedom we all cherish. Now, The American Girl Doll Company is hiding her away in their "archives" - for what? To be replaced by a bland, meaningless doll that could be matched to a little girl's own hair color; a doll that has no character or history? How dare they?