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My Father's Oldsmobile, Ode To America

There once was a popular car commercial that stated, "This is not your father's oldsmobile". The manufacurer was proud to have built a better car. I don't know if it was better, but after 107 years, it was discontinued in 2004. The ad often spoke to me about the future of our father's America, a future I'm praying will be better than that of the oldsmobile. I find the similarities rather stricking. I ask: What have you done with my father's oldsmobile? It's like I was awakened from a dream and found you to be too extreme. What's not to like about the Cutlass Supreme? Have you laid all the Oldsmobiles to rest? It out-performed lots of others in many a test. Did you forget that it competed with the best? Were you forced to put it out to pasture? To mystify it until you finally put it out of its misery? to demoralized it until you completely demolished it? To commercialized it? To culturize and globalize it? It was my father's Oldsmobile, and I even bought a Cutlass for my son. It was like a highlighted city on 4 wheels situated on the top of a hill. It brought lots of thrills, but you kept giving it the wrong pills. You tried to make it better, but it became like a bird without a feather. My father's Oldsmobile reminds me of a country I once knew. I say 'once knew' because it appears to be changing as rapidly as the morning dew. It seems to have forgotten its own unique design, splendid quality, and its great reliability. Me thinks it became intimidated by jealousy and envy. Me thinks it's quickly becoming like all the rest. O America, please do not forget who you were purposed to be. O America, you still mean so much to the world and to me. God still sheds His Grace on thee. Don't ever relinquish your sweet liberty. Nay and forever nay; the dismantling of our father's Oldsmobile shall not be a prophetic symbol of America's demise. America's ability to complete its God-given purpose can be expressed in the words of the signers of The Declaration of Independence. The last sentence in that document: "And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we muturally pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor. 7317;91617Contest, Ground Edges, J. Lawless

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