I wanted to share a few thoughts about my visit to Southern California to see my first grandson.
It had been a while since I’d visited the Los Angeles area. Most striking to me was the extent of the demographic transformation. Living in the Pacific Northwest, I’ve been largely sheltered from this. When I think of all the leftists who, when the subject of race, is brought up to them, love to reply, “I do not recognize ‘race’; it means nothing to me and it is therefore of no importance” – I wonder if their attitudes will change as they grow old and find themselves increasingly isolated in a dangerous world. For, as we all know, race is very important to the mestizos, blacks and Asians who are inheriting this nation. In their eyes, those isolated whites (leftist or not) are hostile aliens, to be dealt with accordingly.
My daughter, though not religious at all, decided to have my grandson circumcised by a rabbi. I’m pleased to say it was obvious that he felt no pain at all and there was also very little blood. The whole procedure was clean, painless and very informal. Of course, this is not always the case but, apparently, it is not unusual either. In any event, my grandson is just as cute as ever and none the worse for wear.
During a chat with a family elder about child-rearing, she mentioned that in her day there were no books or articles giving advice how to raise children other than Dr. Spock. I told her that, back then, there was little need for such books; America was still 90% white and Western European tradition was still alive and well. People simply raised their children as they, themselves, were raised. For the most part, those children grew up to be productive and happy adults. Only when massive numbers of non-European immigrants began flooding the country did Americans experience an identity crisis. That’s when they started having doubts how to raise their children and it was this void that such books tried to fill.
As for the weather, it was interesting timing on my part: Los Angeles experienced its hottest day ever at 113 degrees (maybe more; the official thermometer stopped working at that point) during my visit.