World Without America


The nearly empty theater told its own story. No crowds tonight. We slid into an otherwise empty row to watch America: Imagine the World Without Her.

Dinesh D’Souza, the movie’s co-creator, is an America-loving Indian immigrant. He was a policy advisor to President Reagan, college president, historian, and now he's a feisty whistle blower on those he feels are undermining America.


In the documentary, he respectfully interviewed those who believe our nation was created through premeditated evil. In turn, he digs into the history we don’t often hear anymore, reflecting on the inspirational narrative many in my generation remember.

Near the end of the film things get icy cold.  In addition to a nation that is “transforming” through its educational system, could the IRS, the NSA and others be snooping on private American citizens?  Is our government collecting data on each of us? D’Souza makes a compelling case that the government can make life rough for those who don’t agree—and he uses his own experience getting arrested for campaign donation violations. It makes one think twice before speaking out.


Bono delivered some inspirational closing remarks: “It’s not a right-left issue. It’s a right–wrong issue. America has constantly been on the side of what’s right….This is about keeping faith with the idea of America.  That’s how we see you around the world, as one of the greatest ideas in human history.”  
Tears slid down my cheeks—sadness for a nation that has changed so much during my lifetime. D’Souza’s final words resonated as the theater lights came back on, “How badly we need a Washington, a Lincoln, a Reagan. We don’t have them. But we do have us." 
If America is depending on “us” there needs to be more of us working together. But if  the movie’s attendance is any indication, it might be easier to imagine the world without America.
Here’s the trailer to America: Imagine the World Without Her.

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