Sunday Morning in America

I'm not a church-goer. In fact, I don't have a religion or a church that I can attend. But Sunday morning seems like a time to sit around with your family, have coffee and breakfast, and feel thankful for a morning where you wake up safe with a roof over your head. If I'm not working, I like to sleep late and spend the morning doing nothing. I usually turn on the CBS Sunday morning show where the news is positive and uplifting. This morning, they had a cute show on a retirement community in Florida, and ended the show with footage of antelope doing love calls. I forgot to switch the TV off when Face the Nation came on, and listened to the national leaders debating torture.

The conversation on the tube struck me as more than a little offensive, and I had a flashback to another time when the national debate seemed inappropriate for prime time. Back when we had to listen to the antics of Bill Clinton and his infamous indiscretion, there were all sorts of people who were outraged that their children were in the living room while all of this talk of human intimacy were going on. My mother in particular, wanted to wash the newscasters mouths out with soap for using some terms that were not obscene, but not a subject that she felt should be discussed on national television. And yet now, we debate the morality of using cruel methods of interrogation that are advocated by the highest leaders in this country, and no one seems to think that this conversation might be harmful for our children to hear about.

No one feels comfortable having to explain a BJ to their six year old, but how might you explain today's debate to someone that young? What sort of example do we set for our children when we discuss the usefulness of holding a person under water until they nearly drown?

Have we no morals left as a nation?

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