Susan Vass writes a column under the pen name Ammo Grrrll for the guys at Power Line and, like Steven Hayward’s The Week in Pictures, it is a weekly highlight. Today she ruminates on the undeniable truth that those who have children will, a few generations downstream, inherit the earth.
Along the way she mentions the well-behaved, polite kids she ran into in a Chick-Fil-A in St. George, Utah, and speculates they were Mormon. She was very likely correct.
The other DrC and I are not members of the LDS faith, but we live in an region where it is dominant. Like all faiths it has its pluses and minuses, one of its huge pluses is the really fine large families of exceptionally nice children they raise. In my experience, to borrow a snippet of Carly Simon song lyric, “nobody does it better.”
You know the old joke, “Heaven is where the police are British, the cooks are French, the
mechanics German, the lovers Italian and it's all organised by the Swiss?” It could be modified to add: “...and the children are raised by Mormons.”
An interesting indicator of their skill is this fact: in our region the only graffiti is on railcars, obviously done elsewhere. Don’t you wish that were true of where you live?
