The Spirit of Davey Crockett

Recently, a friend complained to me about the women he was dating. Women, who never smiled, didn't laugh, criticized everyone and thought only of what they could get from a man. A woman I know moaned that the men she meets are users, liars and abusers who have no compassion. That same night, I caught the usual sad news we see every day at 5 and 6 o'clock; stories of murders, home invasions, and the resulting disasters of shoddy workmanship by men who were only interested in wealth. Are we a nation of predator and prey, users and complainers, gossips and liars, cheaters and abusers? Is it just too sad to be alive?

We watch the movie stars who get in trouble and the sad party girls whose lives revolve around the next drink and we are fascinated because we love to gossip about them until they are just too sad to care about anymore and then we look away. What happened to this country I asked, where is God, where is Thomas Jefferson? For goodness sakes, where is Davey Crockett? Davey Crockett who gave his life so that others could be free from oppression, so that we could pursue happiness and greatness. Davy Crockett a patriot, statesman, pioneer, Congressman, a man who emptied his rifle one cold inclement day at the Alamo and then used it as a club until he died because there were just too many of the enemy all around him. Davey Crockett who choose to be there for others, who spent his life fighting injustice, who decided there was a cause worth dying for and whom, some believe, was even admired by those who murdered him. Where are our Davey Crockett's today? Where are the honorable men who stand up for what they believe, honest men with loving hearts? Can that type of man exist in this world? Where is the spirit of Davey Crockett?