My value structure and ideas of progress make me an un-American. My willingness to challenge the status quo and demand accountability make me an un-American. My despair of the dirty deeds done, supposedly on my behalf, but without my consent and against my will, make me an un-American. Voicing that despair makes me an un-American.
Desiring change from a system that has done nothing but fail what was once a great country, makes me an un-American. Wanting to restore greatness to a country that used to be the envy of the world makes me an un-American.
Believing that no person is of more importance in the eyes of the government, as outlined in our Declaration of Independence, makes me an un-American. Thinking that a democracy, as outlined by our Founding Fathers, was established to work and benefit the greatest good, not the richest few, makes me an un-American.
Respecting intelligence and the hard work of both physical and mental laborers makes me an un-American. Not ostracizing those smarter than I am as elitist and snobbish makes me an un-American.
Growing up outside of the south or midwest makes me an un-American. Living in New York City makes me an un-American.
Using my free time to read, write and learn the truths about the things I don't understand, rather than watching prime-time sitcoms, makes me an un-American.
Being able to look beyond the color of one's skin, as well as the faith a person practices (or doesn't practice) and seeing the obvious credentials that qualify this person, makes me an un-American. Not being duped into believing the disingenuous fear-mongering preached from a pulpit, makes me an un-American.
Being different makes me an un-American.
If these are the things that determine whether someone is a 'real' American, then I'm quite proud to be considered an un-American.
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