A few days ago, I went to see Defiance, a fine movie
about Jewish resistance fighters in the forests of Eastern Europe
under Nazi occupation during World War II. To put it mildly, the
movie was mind-bogglingly depressing and upsetting. The
suffering, misery, and terror of these people, my blood, was
almost beyond belief.
But the movie served a purpose. As I left the theater, I knelt on
the pavement of the parking lot to thank God for letting me be in
2009 America instead of 1941 Byelorussia.
Yes, I know we are having a serious recession. I am still
grateful to the point of dizziness to be in America. Yes, I know
I have been through a harrowing year with the stock market in
2008. It is nothing, not even a pimple, compared with what those
people suffered. Not even to be mentioned.
The day to day glory of living in a free society under law, the
truth that in this country the law protects my life instead of
taking my life — these are dazzling despite the daily cascade of
grim economic tidings.
When I got home after watching Defiance, I bowed my head
and thanked God for every man and woman in the United States,
British, and Russian and Australian and Canadian and New Zealand
armed forces who fought that Nazis. For their families and their
communities.
Nothing, nothing, nothing on this planet compares with living in
a free country.
Yes, it’s great that we have our first African-American
President. Yes, the media treats him like a movie star. But the
real stars fought the SS in the Huertgen Forest, the Japanese at
Midway, and are now fighting the terrorists in places that are
not even on maps. They will never get serenaded on national TV
and no one will care where their kids went to school and there
won’t be any commemorative dinner plates about them sold on TV.
But they are the real stars, not the politicians.
Good luck to President Obama. I hope we get the economy
straightened out soon and decent people get back to work. But
however long it takes, I am going to be very, very grateful for a
good long while. My ancestors made many wrong decisions, but they
made one perfect one: to come to America. We are so lucky to be
here it’s insane.