I am still sore tonight but I am justified!

Call me crazy if you will BUT is it just my disgust with the world that we live in today? I was born in 1945 before the advent of television & my immersion into 'Government Mandated' Public Education which began to scrub & subvert the influence of our parents & grandparents hard learned traditions & moral compasses that began  in shadow of our community Churches which awakened us on Sunday mornings with the tolling of the bell in the steeple? My Grandparents were born in 1886 when America was still horse drawn, calloused, hard working, patriotic & Godly? My Grandparents never drove an automobile, didn't have electricity until the time I was born & sat by the large 'Tubed' Radio Listening/imagining! People learned to read by the Bible & classic American Authors by 'Coal Oil Lamps'. We had to wind up the massive 'Grandfather' clocks that gonged every hour & resonated throughout the house :) I learned to chop wood with an axe & later with a chainsaw before I was 10 years old, because if you didn't those old wood frame houses were frigid & our "Central Heating" was a wood stove & heavy quilts :) We did not have much when it came to luxuries (if we did it was all Second Hand or from The Goodwill). My Daddy was a poor Carpenter & Preacher, Mother was a very devout Housewife, wonderful cook, a harsh disciplinarian who didn't believe in "Sparing The Rod". There was NO divorce back then, you stayed with whomever you married until you were dead (through hell & highwater) :) It was the happiest time of my 80 years of life. My Grandparent's house was an old pre-civil war Slave House that creaked when you walked across the floor. It had a musty but pleasant aroma from a 100 years of life, I had a dozen Aunts & Uncles & 28 1st Cousins (who were like brothers & sisters) and our "Granny's" house was a beehive of laughter, dust flying & jubilation under the patient, watchful & loving command of my Grandmother Darthula (Daughter of Thule) Baldwin-Blevins. My "Granpaw" Shelton was an travelling Stringband Musician in the late 19th & early 20th century & during the 'Great Depression' supplimented the whole family's  survival by making the best Moonshine Whisky in Northern Virginia, that even the Judge in Fairfax was a customer! Granpaw was a cook at the Jail when he got busted by the "Revenuers" who I suspect were also Cousins? Even the soundest families always had at least one anonymous Snitch. I learned to cook on Granny's big woodstove, feeding "Boarders" from 'Down The Mountains' who were mostly kinfolk. I helped Granny cook & take care of half a dozen Boarders. I liked the stories that my "Uncle's" told about life growing up in the Post Civil War "Reconstruction" Years :) There were still Confederate Civil War Veteran's still living when I was a kid. My Grandparents took care of a "Mosby's  Ranger" Hamilton Cross who left his saber & Remington 'Horse Pistol' that I used to play with? There was a Ghost that tread the old stairway up to the Boarders rooms! Well, I may have to do this story in segments? Bottom line is that I was raised by 1880s values (before I went to school in 1951) before I tried to make "Friends" & fit in with the "Television Generation" and let the 'Brainwashing begin' & as the years progressed & with time (until my teenage years) so was my sense of morals & traditions eroded for the corrupt "Great Society" after President Kennedy was murdered & shortly thereafter LBJ & Robert Macnamara completed the 'Coup' & sent me & my buddies to Vietnam for death & further immoral conversion?