I DO NOT CHOOSE TO BE A COMMON MAN
I found this on a brass plaque in a thrift store. I have no idea where it came from… But I love it! Read it and you’ll understand…
It is my right to be uncommon…if I can.
I seek opportunity…Not security.
I do not wish to be a kept citizen, humbled and dulled by having the state look after me.
I want to take the calculated risk; to dream and to build, to fail and to succeed.
I refuse to barter incentive for a dole.
I prefer the challenges of life to the guaranteed existence; the thrill of fulfillment to the stale calm of utopia.
I will not trade freedom for beneficence nor my dignity for a handout.
I will never cower before any master nor bend to any threat.
It is my heritage to stand erect, proud and unafraid: to think and act for myself; enjoy the benefits of my creations and to face the world boldly and say, THIS I have done.
All this is what it means to be an American.
Isn’t that a great commentary? It proudly hangs on my wall, reminding me that each day I choose the person I am.