In my lifetime, the above picture represents the technological progression to date. For the youngsters from left to right, vacuum tube, transistor, and integrated circuit. When I was a young boy, the world ran on vacuum tubes. TVs were huge and the vacuum tubes needed a minute to warm up to produce a picture and sound. Those early TVs needed periodic maintenance too. We had a TV repairman who came every so often to change out the vacuum tubes that were getting weak.
By no means, this era was not perfect for everyone. Our Black sisters and brothers in the deep South were heavily discriminated against in all aspects of their lives. Living in California in those days as a boy, I saw none of the Democrats’ discrimination toward Blacks. In that era, California was a red state. My first Black friend was David Gross. He was our first Black boy at Madison elementary school.
David Gross came to our school in the midterm of my third grade. Everyone treated David with respect. David was a small boy. None of the school’s bullies picked on him. Whereas, me being head and shoulders taller than my classmates, I had to contend with two or more bullies at a time. I now reveal a secret that David swore me to. I have carried this burden for five decades plus. In keeping this secret, I enabled David’s abuse by his mother. I still carry this guilt and I weep to write of it.
One morning at school, David complained to me how badly his skin hurt on his chest. I asked David to see his chest. I expected to see a rash. David raised his shirt. I saw David had no skin from his chest down to his waist. David’s front looked like raw ground hamburger. David said his mother had accidentally spilled boiling water off the stove on him. Obviously, David lied to me to protect his mother. But, at the time, I believed him. It is a mystery how David was able to bear the pain. I should have told my teacher or my parents. As a child, I was secretive.
During this era of the vacuum tube, my teachers never spoke of their sex lives, nor did they speak about sexual deviancy. Every boy at school wanted to become a man and every girl wanted to become a woman. The children at school were ignorant of homosexuality let alone the sickness of transgenderism. We were happy well-adjusted children.
Next came the age of the transistor. Radios could be carried. And unlike radios with vacuum tubes, there wasn’t a worry of a shock to the filaments of the vacuum tubes. Before the invention of the transistor, radios in airplanes, trains, and cars had to have their own shock-absorption system to protect the radios. It was in this era that Rock Hudson came out as a homosexual. Equally shocking, Jeff Chapman and I were watching Barbra Walters interviewing of Elton John. Walters asked Elton John if he was a homosexual. Elton John said, “Barbra, on some days I see a woman that I am attracted to, and other days I see a man that I am attracted to.” Jeff and I looked at each other in shock. Jeff said, “I don’t understand, he can have so many women of his choice. Elton John admits he is a sh_t hole f_cker.”
It was at this time the Code Pink protest started. Code Pink pushed way past what people were willing to accept, then they pulled back just enough to make people say, well just keep it in your own bedroom. This was an incremental war tactic waged on our society. I will say, the two boys in high school I suspected to be homosexuals, I later found out to be male child sex offenders. No, I don’t think all homosexuals are child molesters, but deviancy is a slippery slope.
In the age of the integrated circuit, the citizens in America are made to prostate themselves before the sexual deviants. We are made to voice our approvals and submit our children to their sacrificial altar of deviancy. Teachers have become sexual predators who insist in the indoctrination of children as young as five years old in the ways of homosexual sex or in transgenderism. This poison flows freely from the White House too, to my dismay.
America is lost. There is no hope. I am ashamed to be a citizen of the United States of America. As a nation, we have lost vastly more than we have gained in technology.
Written by Mark Pullen. Published by Editor, Sammy Campbell.