It’s a difficult
time in America but not so different from many in the past. There is a rift but
that is democracy. Yet I am saddened for the loss of something … many things.
For a little while,
we were thinking people. We examined the problem, polled all sides, accessed
our resources and sought to solve any problem with determination and compassion
for all.
For a little while,
we respected others and they respected us … not because we were stronger or
louder but rather because they suspected we would act with reason and tolerance
seeking consensus.
For a little while
we were assertive rather than aggressive.
We reached with open arms rather than balled up fists.
We offered a ready
smile yet brooked no attack. We made mistakes and named them … hiding from no
one.
We sought to help
the poor and raise up the disenfranchised. We attempted to put reins on the
greed of Wall Street and curtail the abuse of the environment by corporate
concerns.
We sought through
economic sanction and thoughtful discourse to impede the growth of nuclear war
capacity. We tore down old walls of past offenses that no longer served.
For a little while, the world viewed us as a progressive
bastion of free and inclusive policy with empathy for the plight of others not
so fortunate.
For a little while
we brought the youth of America home to their families instead of
indiscriminately sending them into the maw of 2000-year-old fistfights. We
understood that our way might not be the right way for all peoples yet we
welcomed the “huddled masses” that would escape tyranny.
For a little while
we refused to be the brute we abhorred and the whole world knew that right or
wrong we sought the higher ground.
Maybe some find
hope in angry vitriol. Maybe some find vindication in exclusion, judgment, and
intolerance of those who are different than them. Maybe they think that
self-serving isolationism will build a wall behind which they can live.
Troy fell, Rome
deteriorated behind its wall of arrogance, and Nazi Germany dissolved like the
“wicked witch of the north” for its hate and angry oratory steeped in the
highest wall of all … racial superiority.
For a little while
we were a nation of solutions. It was far from perfect yet each day … each
mistake, I felt like we were grounded in the love of all mankind.
I know that our
soul is still alive. I know that when the dust settles, we will pick ourselves
up and seek to regain the posture of magnanimity that is the defining banner of
this great nation.
It is not the end
but rather a beginning. There are those that have not been heard and they have
raised up the only hope they could see.
For a little while
we believed so deeply in our just cause that we ignored the voices of the
masses that sought so desperately to tell us they were suffering.
For a little while
we attended to the downtrodden, the minority the immigrant until the salt of
the earth became poisoned by our neglect.
Now … for a little
while we must listen more, talk less and stand firm in the belief that all
people are created equal and we must not …
at the risk of our fundamental way of life, ignore anyone that would
live free.
The call is to
honor and justice. The mission is to bind ourselves to the truth that lies
within the heart and soul of all humanity … love.
We must love with all our hearts and all our minds and all
our strength so that no matter what, we will persevere as a nation of free
peoples that represent … no … that
fight … for the rights of all.
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