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Rene Jax
    Author, Lecturer, Leader

TIME FOR A NATIONAL DIVORCE

I am told that my father was a good man once. He worked hard, and enjoyed the occasional beer. He loved his wife, his three kids and tried the best he could to provide for his family.

My father, like most others fell into the first job he could find after the end of World War II. And that was cutting meat at a local market. After about five years working for King Supers Market, he met my mother, a young woman left pregnant during the war, and they got married. And like most people, my mom had her own demons which she carried into her new marriage. Unfortunately, since childhood mom had struggled with Schizophrenia, and with the responsibilities of being a wife and new mother, it tore at her soul and marriage.

In spite of my own bitterness at my father for abandoning his family, he tried for twenty-five long years to deal with her mental illness. But eventually her crazy demands, her erratic rages and unheard voices, and her sudden and emotional outbursts wore down his patience and ability to care for her. Over those many years, he moved us from one town to another, in hopes that he could find the right house, the right neighbors, the right doctors, and the right circumstance to fend off her mental illness and abuse.  But that never happened.

He eventually took to drink, and then ultimately into the arms of other, less crazy women. Until finally there came a day, where he simply couldn't drive back home to his mentally ill wife.

I bring up this ancient personal history as a a tale of caution for our ailing country.

We no longer stand as one nation, under God, indivisible with liberty and justice for all, but as two unique and separate countries residing in one landmass.

And like most marriages, our two political parties brought their own strengths, weaknesses, demons and craziness into this two hundred and fifty year old relationship.

Now, like my father before me, it is painfully obvious, that this once blessed union, this marriage of like-minded souls, no longer works for either party. As we have grown and changed over these many years, our tastes, our likes and dislikes, our core beliefs about right and wrong, about what is a man or woman, and about religion and morality have change.

With the recent murders of our nation's children at the hands of transgender activists, the last straw in this marriage was broken. Our relationship with one another is completely at odds, and the shouts and screams of our Leftist other half, has forced the conservative member in this marriage union, to put up their hands out of frustration, and give up on any idea of reconciliation with our partner.

Our nation's marriage is over, the two sides have no more tolerance or willingness to listen to the other side.

With the killings by Robin Westman and Tyler Robinson this last month, I don't want to hear another lie or half truth from anyone on the Left. The bullet that killed Charlie Kirk on September 10th, killed all desire in me to keep this marriage we call a nation intact.

It's over.

For the last twenty years, I allowed the Left's personal feelings and pronouns some degree of space in my life, out of courtesy for their beliefs. I, like many other conservatives looked the other way when the Left burnt down cities and killed dozens of innocents over the death of a career criminal and drug user. We followed the crowd when corrupt “scientists” dreamed up the six foot distance rule, and full time mask rules. We just shook our heads over liquor stores and drug dispensaries being allowed to be open during the Covid lock downs, but not churches and or schools. My partner's support for late term abortion, and acceptance of all quirky fetishes is intolerant to our side of this marriage. We looked down in shame when the Left insisted that males in women's lock rooms and sporting events was promoted and cheered on.

Conservatives did all this to be accommodating mates and their spousal friends in the other side of this relationship who had different opinions than our own.

But, the Left crossed the line with these latest transgender terrorist killings. And I, like many other conservatives who share my views are now so repulsed by years of abuse and outlandish behaviors, we will let go the security and sanctity of a united states fade from this earth, so that we can return to living a normal life where our children are safe from being surgically sterilized, taught to hate their country, or murdered at the hands of malcontent Leftists.

It's over. We want never to hear your voices screech the words “Nazi, Hitler, fascists, transphobe, homophobe, or tyrant” ever again.

We want to never turn on our televisions and see LGBTQWERT2TY pride parades streamed into my front room, with naked gay men with their butts hanging out of their leather costumes, or the newest fetish...Furries being walked with leashes down Main Street ever again.

And I never want my children or children's children to be in the cross hairs of a Leftist rifle scope ever again.

I see now that my father stayed in the relationship with my mentally ill mother for as long as he could. And then there came a day, he just couldn't put up with her craziness for another single moment.

I've reached that same point with the Leftists, the Progressives, Democrats, and Communists in America.

It is time for a national divorce. I never want to hear your high pitched, ranting ever again. 

by Rene Jax

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