Wednesday, December 01, 2021

The Greatest Competition

 

The Giving of Thanks

The Greatest Competition

The Taking of Thanks

By Stephen L. Wilmeth



 

            It rained on the morning of Thanksgiving, 2021.

            The totals weren’t great, but the dust was settled, and the giving of thanks was made easier. Rain does that.

            The Giving of Thanks

            My father came to the celebration.

            At nearly 94, there simply won’t be too many more of these experiences. The realization of mortality is an eventual, shared experience that is sobering. It is inevitable, but when it can be calculated on the basis of likely outcomes it comes into a clearer focus.

            The day, though, was beautiful.

            As usual, there was too much food. It was the senior matriarch that reminded everyone that it is a once-a-year celebration and that is just the way it is hence that suggestion was shelved once more for a reminder at yet another gathering.

            Several years ago, one of the grandkids asked why we never eat outside and there was a host of responses offered for why not to do it. None of them were convincing so it was that the 2021 meal was shared out on the grass on a long table. The elder participants were offered a canopy straddling their portion of the table and heated with several outdoor dining heaters.

            The smell of rain still hung like a gift. The brilliant light from a post New Mexico rain enveloped us, and nary a whisp of wind was present.

            It was wonderful.

            The breaking of bread started with a prayer and should have ended in a prayer, but the tradition and the thanks of our Christian faith were present. We are not so naïve to believe that is a universal American practice, but it should be, and, as this coming storm grows ever darker, it will likely be the only supreme guidance on which we can count.

            The Greatest Competition

            In nearly every restaurant you enter these days, there are signs that read Now Hiring.

            Most businesses are the same. The diesel mechanic can’t get help. The parts stores open with just one or two clerks behind the counter. The pizza place across from Cabela’s in El Paso had one employee in the entire place at noon last Sunday. The list goes on and on, so it becomes simply redundant to mention more.

            Try to find a cowboy, though. Try to find a good one at least an American who supposedly wants to live the life.

            The fact is we are nearing a crisis that seems unavoidable. Cards and letters, pleas and threats, and analysis and data for government officials are all for not. Those people are so distanced and separated from our world that there seems to be a society divided within our house. Perhaps the reality is there is a division that has no functioning bridge.

            Several years ago, a friend, a retired medical practitioner, told me my greatest competition for agricultural labor was the nearby city of Las Cruces with its monstrous employee workforce, its benefits, its policies, and its minimum wage mandates.

            In part, he was absolutely on the mark.

            Today, his assessment is only partially correct. The COVID debacle has created a completely new overlay of issues that work not to support, but to destroy local, private business. The issue of minimum wage is only a component of the growing competition we face for labor.

            The evolving competition is government’s removal of labor from the workforce by the offer of living wages in exchange for what we must now realize is long term allegiance. Those individuals opting to seek that alternative of compensation for nonwork are systematically reducing our available workforce. That policy is not limited to legal American citizens, either. The daily assault on our southern border is adding unskilled labor in mass.

            Those folks who have witnessed the growth of ghetto explosions in Fresno, LA, and other metropolitan areas across the nation better get used to a growing tangle of added chaos. The more than 2,000,000 unauthorized immigrants for calendar year 2021 don’t just buy homes and start to work on Monday morning. They must go somewhere. Sudden cities of populations that equate to Sacramento, Indianapolis, Pittsburg, or Austin just don’t bloom on hidden meadows overnight.

            Those people are going to depend on our government’s giveaway basket of benefits, and we are going to realize that our government is our greatest competitor for labor. It is aggressive in its pursuit, and it is aggressively competing with us for its expanding support base.

            The Taking of Thanks

            The unique gifts served up in the Constitution are being taken.

            More and more our government is not the intended democratic republic for which it was intended. Rather, it is a tribal oligarchy ostensibly ruled out of the seat of government, Washington, D.C. The manifestation of its evolution to be the greatest competition of American business in the labor force is matched by its unilateral taking of freedoms defined in our Constitution.

            Interestingly, the fear of it becoming the expanded incarnation of King George isn’t just a concern demonstrated by our presence out here in the hinterlands. None other than Robert Kennedy, Jr. is speaking out from the urban wilderness.

            His book The Real Anthony Fauci is a must read.

            Mr. Kennedy now suggests that every right set forth in our Bill of Rights except one has been effectively dismantled. The one that remains is the one that we might expect a Kennedy to advocate for elimination. His assertion is that the Second Amendment, the right to bear arms, is the only right still standing. It remains because it is the only right that the American people hold in their own hands. All other rights have been curtailed through American courts and bureaucratic star chamber agencies.

            Fellow Americans, there is reason to seek only Supreme and Holy guidance … it and our Second Amendment may be the only thing we have left.

 

            Stephen L. Wilmeth is a rancher from southern New Mexico.

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