What We've Been Up To: 2009-08-30

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

SD Weekend

I convinced Hubby to take us on the train last weekend to San Diego to visit Uncle Brendan and go to the Del Mar Racetrack. We had a great time. The kids loved riding the train and it was way less stress for us than driving. We got to go out to lunch, ride the double-decker bus, got pretty much the best seats in the house (Thanks uncle B), then spent the evening on the beach, playing in the waves. The next day we got up and rode home with a layover in Oceanside so we rented a 5-person cart and wheeled around the harbor for a bit and hung out at the pier. What a fun way to spend time together.

Monday, August 31, 2009

Okay, yes, I AM procrastinating. I don't usually read the newspaper but was on the train with nothing to do last weekend and found the comics in a newspaper someone left behind. I haven't read them in a while and this one gave me a chuckle. I think having a toddler who loves bubbles and one still in diapers made it all the more funny for me.

There is no room in this country for hyphenated Americanism. When I refer to hyphenated Americans, I do not refer to naturalized Americans. Some of the very best Americans I have ever known were naturalized Americans, Americans born abroad. But a hyphenated American is not an American at all. This is just as true of the man who puts “native” before the hyphen as of the man who puts German or Irish or English or French before the hyphen. Americanism is a matter of the spirit and of the soul. Our allegiance must be purely to the United States. We must unsparingly condemn any man who holds any other allegiance. But if he is heartily and singly loyal to this Republic, then no matter where he was born, he is just as good an American as any one else. The one absolutely certain way of bringing this nation to ruin, of preventing all possibility of its continuing to be a nation at all, would be to permit it to become a tangle of squabbling nationalities, an intricate knot of German-Americans, Irish-Americans, English-Americans, French-Americans, Scandinavian-Americans, or Italian-Americans, each preserving its separate nationality, each at heart feeling more sympathy with Europeans of that nationality than with the other citizens of the American Republic. The men who do not become Americans and nothing else are hyphenated Americans; and there ought to be no room for them in this country. The man who calls himself an American citizen and who yet shows by his actions that he is primarily the citizen of a foreign land, plays a thoroughly mischievous part in the life of our body politic. He has no place here; and the sooner he returns to the land to which he feels his real heart-allegiance, the better it will be for every good American.
-Theodore Roosevelt

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