Saturday, 10 September 2011

What Makes a Guy a Conservative?

I sat and listened to some radio show about a month ago, and this short-sighted question came up....with a short answer tied to it.  My brother recently brought up the topic and offered some simple analysis over it.  I sat and pondered over the topic over the past week.  I'm not a quality blend....I'm probably more of a 80/20 blend....leaning fairly conservative.

I grew up over the years with Paul Harvey's Saturday show.  For those who weren't familiar with it....unlike the Monday through Friday show, it pretty much drilled down on a topic or two and was this sermon that you probably needed in life.  Course, you got only fifty-two of these sermons per year and they typically were about things that mattered.  He would preach to why good manners mattered, or he'd tell you why taking a stand to defend something was important.  These Saturday shows were generally a dose of reality, combined with a old-fashioned kick-in-butt over doing the right thing.  The Saturday prior to Thanksgiving tended to make you think about all the great things that you should be proud of and thankful for having.

Sprinkled around the edges of this molding...were the movies.  Casablanca entertained, charmed, and handcuffed you.  It's a Wonderful Life tore at your gut and made you pull for the little guy.  Androcles and the Lion was an oddball movie that made you want to think.  From True Grit, you wanted justice for Mattie Ross, and the only hope was some one-eyed Marshall who was probably past his prime.

TV ended up giving me the Andy Griffith Show.  To be honest, Ernest T. Bass probably gave you a fair dose of how to handle a radical extreme with kindness and careful wording.  Floyd's gossip talk....tended to be shown as not a wise thing.  Barney's one-bullet situation....was a necessity because it would have forced him to think long and hard about firing that one single bullet.  When bad people came to Mayberry, they tended to find themselves standing against a pretty tough bunch of locals in the end.

The Waltons Show tended to give you homespun stories that weren't jagged or spiced with crime or involving some rich family from California wine country.  There weren't always great conclusions, which drew you to accept what happens as the best under the circumstances.

Toss in Marlin Perkins and Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom, some Saturday afternoon wrestling match with Tojo Yomamoto where bad guys got chased out of the studio, and a moment where Festus is talking simple words with bad guy on Gunsmoke.

At the end of the day, you were either anchored down, or bolted down....take your pick.