LETTER: Seeds of hate

I get up in the morning and instead of hearing gunshots or seeing people herded into trucks to be carted away, I awaken to the singi
Sandusky Register Staff
May 24, 2010

 

I get up in the morning and instead of hearing gunshots or seeing people herded into trucks to be carted away, I awaken to the singing of birds, the sun shining, a healthy breakfast if I so desire, pick up an uncensored paper and speak to my neighbors about any subject, without fear of reprisal. How frustrating.

Our president is terrible, not only being a different race -- but he has the audacity not to take vengeance against those who are in disagreement with his policies.

I go to my place of worship on a Sunday morning without worry the doors and windows will be boarded and those inside burned alive.

What an awful fate for students in school, being able to read any book they wish, and heaven forbid, having to read and write in their native language, but then again, they could be inducted into the military at a young age, never experiencing a senior prom, a sporting event or graduation with a chance to go on to greater things.

A sign in a store window read, "Impeach the president." There were no storm troopers breaking windows, destroying the contents, burning the books, and dragging the owner out to the street to be hung on a lamp-post or beaten to death.

To top it off, my doctor's appointment was a farce. I expected some experimental work to determine why my eyes are green instead of blue, with gray hair instead of blond. No need for health care insurance because my added pounds qualified me for the next train to the gas chambers.

The history books have taught you absolutely nothing. Hate is beginning to overshadow logic. The turbulence we think we are experiencing today is nothing compared to those poor souls twho suffered before us. I suggest testing the soil before planting the seed. The seeds of hate are weeds that can never be eradicated.

Mel Conyer

Huron