Have you ever noticed the difference between pride activists and D-Day soldiers?
Pride activists think only about themselves as they march in parades and proclaim, “This is the life I live!”
D-Day veterans think about everyone but themselves, as their ghosts stand guard over our country and say, “This is the life I never lived.”
But that isn’t the only difference. Trudeau’s privileged activists screech, “Lay down your way of life for me.” The drowning soldier who never made it to the beach tells us, “I lay down my way of life, and my life, itself, for you.”
Here is the final difference.
Progressives are proud of who they are. They venerate themselves, and demand we do the same. Their lift their eyes up to heaven, yet act like they look down on Almighty God.
The D-Day soldiers are exactly opposite.
They never venerate themselves. In supreme humility, they don’t even demand a day (let alone a month) of worship and praise for who they are.
For these reasons, among many others, I won’t celebrate pride. I will, however, celebrate our soldiers.
The pride groups shouldn’t be celebrated, precisely because they’re prideful; our soldiers should be celebrated, precisely because they aren’t prideful.
That is, those who should be celebrated least are those who demand to be celebrated most, and those who should be celebrated most are those who demand to be celebrated least.
Never once I have heard a veteran of that horrible war demand a day of recognition for himself. I’ve never heard a veteran announce to a crowd, “Look at how great I am!”
But if there’s anyone who has even an ounce of right to do so, it’s the men and women who fought for our country.
Our soldiers deserve all the thankfulness we can give them, but we don’t put their pictures on our walls. We don’t “stand in solidarity with our veterans,” or plaster our shop windows with “Soldier’s pride,” or, “Remember the fallen.”
Perhaps we don’t do so because our shop windows are too full of pride paintings in June.
And yet, in a curious sort of way, the fact that we don’t fly the veteran’s flag means it’s still flying, for the soldier’s flag is an invisible flag. It’s one that announces the right to fly whatever flag you agree with.
More importantly, it announces the right not to fly whatever flag you disagree with.
As those men conquered Juno, Sword, Utah, Omaha, and Gold, they flew their flag of freedom so we could one day choose to fly it, or not.
Therefore, we have an obligation to battle for this beautiful gift they bought for us. Perhaps the best way to start is by emulating the humble hero who says, “Don’t celebrate me. Celebrate my friends who died on crimson shores in 1944.”