libertas

We as the world in general (the world as we know it, or perhaps the world as we choose to acknowledge it) have been running the emotional gamut lately.  We've gone from extreme shock and dismay, to a united patriotism (even across national boundaries), to righteous indignation, to searching for (and finding!) the fragments of hope left in the wreckage.  We've been brought to our feet, to our knees, and to arms.  We've spent the last few days searching for meaning, peace, justice, and solace.

A bit of a fray has developed in the midst of it all as everyone tries to decide what may be the best course of action to take.  We want to respond reasonably but seriously, and show that safety is not something we take lightly or for granted.  But we also don't want to feed the terror with more terrible acts.  It's a conundrum no matter how you look at it, and I believe that if there were a clear answer, we would already be moving as a whole in that direction.

But there isn't a solution so clear.  This is why it's necessary to take a moment to take it all in, weigh the options, and debate it out before making any huge moves.  

The above is to remind us all to be patient with each other and ourselves, and to respect others even when their views call for a reaction completely opposite of what we deem to be necessary.

The spotlight of the world has been on Paris in light of the recent tragedies there.  These events have been a catalyst in bringing an entire world of suffering closer to our attention--in every hemisphere and nation, people have been clamoring for attention and help.  And the events of last weekend only made it that much more real to us.

As citizens of the United States of America, we stand in a distinct position in the world--especially in a world now bleeding so openly before our eyes. I have found myself surprised throughout the past few days as my life has gone on so apparently normally while so many lives in Paris, Baghdad, Beirut, Syria, Mexico, Japan, and elsewhere have completely stopped--figuratively or otherwise.

Relative to the majority of our brothers and sisters worldwide, we in the USA live in penthouses, far away from much of the strife that characterizes their everyday lives. This is not inherently evil or shameful. It affords us the ability to effect great changes upon the lives of those around us. It is up to each of us individually to dictate whether or not those changes are for the better.

The incredible thing is that this country didn't start out with comparatively richer citizens or larger cities. It was never known as the land of great benefits or easy goings. This country was made great because it is the land of opportunity and a place of liberty.

This status is boldly declared by the Statue of Liberty, which has received special attention lately, seeing as she was a gift from France.  The project is an enormous symbol of the friendship and alliance that the two countries have fostered over the years. It also serves as a French investment--not only in America's future, but in the future of the world, seeing as statue was originally titled, "Liberty Enlightening the World".

In order to more fully be a beacon of light and liberty to the world, the statue is placed on a pedestal.  The artists and architects who designed the statue put just as much significance into the foundation of the statue as they did the statue itself.  After its original dedication, the following inscription was added to the pedestal on which Lady Liberty stands:

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

                                                     -Emma Lazarus

That's right, Liberty herself stands on the foundation of providing refuge and comfort to those who need it most.  One of the greatest symbols of Americana is an open door to immigrants. It's part of the great definition of freedom. And so far, it appears that there is something holy about the practice of freedom that changes people from 'huddled masses' and 'wretched refuse' into successful workers, hopeful leaders, and loving families. We are fortunate enough to practice this freedom daily and uphold the standard to the rest of the world.

Because of the liberty that we enjoy as an integral part of our lives, we owe a responsibility to that same ideal. Liberty is what the world needs, now more than ever. Obviously there are many ways to develop freedom and share it across borders. And a crucial part of defending freedom is maintaining our own security while we offer it to others. But if we heed the faithless cries to close our borders, we are abandoning the spirit and foundation of liberty that this country stands on.

My hope for our nation in these definitive moments is that we will respond gracefully to the turmoil around us, both without and within our own borders. My desire is that we arrive at a solution that defends our own security as well as the rights and humanity of those in other parts of the world. We cannot rely on government to fix the problem for us--not because the government is incapable, misled, or selfish--but because these problems are simply too big for a single entity to tackle. It will require a thoughtful effort from individuals, families, and communities to make small differences in the worlds around them.  Those small differences accumulate and create bigger and bigger changes.

The acts of terror and the acts of heroism that have headlined over the past days were nothing more than individuals making choices. Simple decisions can make a world of difference.  This is a power we each have. I hope we will all actively decide how we can open our hearts and the borders of freedom to improve the world we live in.

pulchrae

So, in case you somehow didn't notice, the 4th of July happened last week.  For my fellow Americans, Happy Independence Day!  For any international readers, this is still important.  Don't stop reading!

There have been a lot of changes going on in the world lately as well as in the United States: changes in government, in policy, in economy, in society... the world is a thoroughly dynamic place, and we've already discussed this to some extent here.  Some of the changes have happened overnight, others have come in subtle shifts that can only be seen over decades or even centuries.  I sometimes wonder if the Founding Fathers had any idea what this country would look like today.  It was, after all, an "experiment in democracy."

In anticipation of the 4th of July, I read the words of a patriotic hymn, America the Beautiful, and they really touched me.  I will include them here for your reference:

O beautiful, for spacious skies, 

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the fruited plain!

America! America! God shed His grace on thee,

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

O beautiful for pilgrim feet,

Whose stern impassion’d stress

A thoroughfare for freedom beat

Across the wilderness!

America! America! God mend thine ev’ry flaw,

Confirm thy soul in self-control,

Thy liberty in law!

O beautiful for heroes proved 

In liberating strife,

Who more than self their country loved,

And mercy more than life!

America! America! May God thy gold refine

Till all success be nobleness,

And ev’ry gain divine!

O Beautiful for patriot dream

That sees beyond the years

Thine alabaster cities gleam,

Undimmed by human tears!

America! America! God shed His grace on thee,

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

Please stop to appreciate those lyrics.  Take the time to look up any of the words you don't know, so you can fully appreciate their meaning.  We'll wait.

Ready?

Oh, I could probably write tomes here; I have so many thoughts about this song.  
My initial reaction was one of disappointment and remorse; the greatness that was in America--as a beacon of freedom, a place where struggle leads to success, where brotherhood abounds-- is no longer there.  The boundless potential of this land seemed to be cut off because of how things have changed.  From riots and poverty running rampant through streets once "paved with gold", to conspiracies and lies and a general distrust of the government, to pollution and carelessness littering the alabaster cities and destroying the fruited planes...There is a lot to be wanted here.

Luckily I got pulled out of my bitterness after a few days, once the Fourth actually rolled around.  Despite all of the problems and plagues in this country, I saw that people are generally doing their best to live the American Dream--to work and establish their own position in life, to serve their neighbors and wipe others' tears away.  I drove through the majestic mountains, paid respect to the sacrifices of soldiers, veterans, those defending our freedoms by deeds and by words.  We're certainly not where Katharine Lee Bates envisioned when she wrote the lyrics to America the Beautiful, but that doesn't mean that we're not on our way.

For all I know, America never has reached that Beautified state described in the poem.  Maybe it's just me, that I tend to idealize the founding fathers and their generation.  I forget that the Union struggled so hard to even envision unity in its infancy.  I revere Abraham Lincoln, and think "if only we still had the values of that day..." while looking over the immense crises that the country faced at that time.  I think of the "greatest generation" and wonder why, in only a few short generations, things seem to have fallen apart in society.  But I must remember that the greatest generation only earned that title after being proven by a childhood during the Great Depression, only to grow up and fight in the Second World War.  Certainly these ideals were hard to see at those times, too.

I've come to realize just how much of a vision America the Beautiful is--a vision of what is to come in the future.  Generations of Americans, after coming from other parts of the world and so many different circumstances, have fought for that dream.  Millions of people have given their lives in exchange for getting one step closer.  The dream isn't lost if we're still working towards it.

I believe that this nation and this land have certain promises and rights associated with them.  Be it through divine providence, the grace of freedom, or the plain and simple opportunity and legacy of hard work, this is an incredible place.  But with those rights comes responsibility.  In order for this to continue being the Land of Promise that it is, it requires the best out of each of us.  In order to uphold the rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, we must treat life responsibly, cherish freedom, and work hard to magnify the happiness we have and share it with others.

I honestly think that this nation is still in its infancy, and that it has yet to grow and achieve its full potential--even taking into account all the many advances that have been made so far.  But reaching that potential is a dream that belongs solely to us, the American citizens. And it is our responsibility to make it happen.

identitatem

It's still Black History Month, so to celebrate I thought I'd learn some American History that I previously did not know, and then share it with the world in general so that you can have the opportunity to learn things, too.

Today, February 21st marks the assassination of human rights activist Malcolm X. 

Many inspirational leaders grow up in hardship and overcome it to live a fulfilling life, often because of a strong influence from their family.  Malcolm X, born Malcolm Little, did not.  He was born in 1925 in Nebraska, and suffered much due to racism and hatred.  By his early teens, many of his family members had been harassed by white supremacists.  His father, a black minister who often gave controversial sermons, was brutally killed and his uncle was lynched.  His mother was later placed in a mental hospital and young Malcolm fell into the cracks between foster homes.  He dropped out of school and moved to Boston where he got involved in crime.

At the age of 21, Malcolm X was imprisoned for burglary.  While there, he encountered the ideology of the Nation of Islam, a movement that aimed to improve the quality of life of humanity, specifically African Americans. He was excited by their ideas of black nationalism and racial separatism. It was because of this that he changed his last name to "X", to symbolize his stolen African identity. After six years in prison, Malcolm X was released and became a prominent leader within the Nation of Islam.  He was soon known for his harsh indictment of racial hate crimes and his support of liberation by any means necessary. He was not always on the same page as other civil rights champions, who called for integration and understanding.  Malcolm X advocated racial pride and identity and fierce self-protection.

Malcolm developed as a powerful orator and was admired by much of the African American community.  Eventually his philosophies became very involved and outspoken, such that he was suspended from the Nation of Islam.  This did not inhibit him from being politically active, although it did allow him to investigate other ideologies and reconsider his approaches to ideals.  After breaking with the Nation of Islam, Malcolm made a pilgrimage to Mecca, where he was inspired by the racial harmony amongst orthodox Muslims there.  Upon returning to America, X changed his name to El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz and founded the Afro-American Unity, an organization that promoted black identity and argued that racism rather than the white community was the cruelest enemy of African Americans (and indeed, any person).  This less extreme philosophy gained many followers and Malcolm X continued to be a strong leader and an involved individual.

Unfortunately, standing up for something sometimes only makes it seem further beyond your reach.  Malcolm was targeted by many who disagreed with him.  In February of 1965, his home was firebombed. He managed to escape, but a week later was shot by Nation of Islam members--his own people--at an organization rally.  
Malcolm's life and death were surrounded by controversy.  Many people condemned him for his extreme views and overzealous methods.  Others revered him for his boldness and strength in the face of pain and difficulty.

To me, Malcolm X was a firm believer in the value of identity.  He went through a few identity changes, outwardly changing his name from Malcolm Little to Malcolm X to El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz as a reflection of his inner shifts in identity: from identifying himself as a downtrodden shadow of society, to a bold and relentless fighter for his and his peoples' rights, and finally to a warrior for equality and personal identity.  As he encouraged others to be true to their identity, he discovered his own.

nobis

We've now had a week of February to enjoy, and if you haven't already heard a few times, it's "Black History Month".

I hope I don't offend anybody by addressing this.  As many of you may know, I myself am not black.  So my perspective may be different because of that.  Even so, I offer my views with all due respect.

To start off, though, I'd like to share God's opinion on it.

Actually it's Morgan Freeman, but if you've seen Evan Almighty, you'll understand.

Here's a portion of an interview a couple years back:

I must say that I agree with Mr. Freeman completely.  Black History is American History, as is Native American History, Asian American History, Third-child-of-a-second-generation-Italian-immigrant-and-a-Malaysian-refugee History...
If American History was limited to the puritans and their descendants, it would be boring indeed.

I also agree that issues like racism are aggravated by people making them issues.  We have more commonalities than differences with most people, but we judge so quickly on what we can see most immediately: skin, tattoos, clothing, sex, kemptness of hair...  It all results in this view of "us" and "them"--people we think are like us, and people we think have nothing to do with us. Eventually, you begin to think that one group of your over-generalized dichotomy is better than the other for one reason, and even if it's something small like "Oh, I just don't think they really understand how to act in this part of town", it's not right.

We all do it, really.  And it doesn't even have to follow racial lines.  For example, I'm a bit discriminatory against people that go to a particular rival university.  It doesn't make that much sense.  But for some reason, I automatically make judgments against people I've never before met solely based on where they go to school.
I guess the first step, though, is admittance.

So how do you celebrate Black History Month (which some would prefer to call American History Month)? Take some time to learn some history, make an effort to be less discriminatory and more accepting, and look for the things you share with other people, whether they're someone you meet now, or someone who is part of the great American history.  See more "us" and less "them".  It's something we all need to work on, and we have a month to make that particular effort.

dilectus

As I'm sure you've noticed by now, today is Martin Luther King Jr. Day.  It's one of the easier days to remember because we have school off and other things like that to point out that today we should be doing something out of the ordinary.

So, what did we use this opportunity to do?

Well I for one attended to my tomes of homework. I'm not really proud that this is how things ended up, though.. There are so many better ways to commemorate Reverend King.

I'm not going to focus on telling you facts about King's life. You all probably know that he was an African American supporter of the Civil Rights movement in the 50's. You all know that he had dreams, that he gave speeches and wrote letters from prisons he was placed in because of his nonviolent acts of civil disobedience.

He was a pretty influential guy, right?  So why do we dedicate an entire day of our busy lives to him?  The only other people who have a US Holiday to their name are George Washington and Christopher Colombus. The idea for MLK day was originally proposed in 1979, but the bill didn't pass. Many people were opposed because the federally-paid holiday would affect the budget, plus King was a private citizen who had never held public office.  This mode of honoring him would seem to break tradition.

Eventually MLK day was signed into law in 1983 and was first observed in 1986.  Some states were reluctant to observe the holiday, though.  The bill had been met with an overwhelming (veto-proof!) vote in congress, but many states tried to find loopholes such as combining it with other holidays or changing its name.  The holiday wasn't officially observed by all 50 states until the year 2000.

That's thirteen years ago, people.  Most of us were alive then, and there were some states still stubbornly avoiding honoring Martin Luther King Jr. Day.

Aside from the cost concerns of a holiday and the fact that it has probably the longest name of any US holiday, why would a state go so far to avoid this holiday?

Well, to answer that, we really need to understand what this holiday is recognizing.  Obviously Reverend King is best known for his involvement in the Civil Rights movement. He was also an inspirational speaker on many other topics (I encourage you--and myself--to read more of his speeches and writings) but no doubt MLK day chiefly recognizes his belief in civil equality. In fact, Martin Luther King Day has been observed in places outside the US- including Hiroshima, Toronto, and Jerusalem under various circumstances.  Each of these observances have been in honor of King's work for civil rights.

So believe it or not, there are still people who oppose civil rights.  In the 21st century.  And some of those people hold public office.  So they were elected by yet more people who seem to oppose the ongoing fight for civil rights.

Is it just a race thing?  As sad as it is to admit, there is still a great deal of racism in the world.  You read about slavering ending with the Civil War, and then the Civil Rights Movement, and think to yourself, "I am so glad that we have finally moved past that as humans."
Well, unfortunately, we haven't.  It has taken us so long to get this far, and we still have so far to go.

I met a man on campus the other day and spoke with him for a while.  He was Saudi Arabian, and was studying here before returning to his country for a graduate degree.  I asked why he came here, and he told me that he had originally gone to London, but that the people there were too racist.  He moved to the United States instead.

Now, before you pat yourself on the back for being a city on the hill, realize that we're pretty racist here, too.  Not necessarily against Saudi Arabians, but there is a lot of intolerance toward Mexicans and South Americans because of immigration struggles.  There are many hate crimes committed against Muslims.  And there are still instances of outright white-supremacist racism.  It's active and it's here, and sometimes it's us.

And of course you're thinking to yourself "well I'm not the problem..."  But sometimes it's hard to realize that maybe you are.  Do you stereotype every Spanish-speaking person you see as "Mexican"?  Believe it or not, many people take offense to that.  Take a minute to think about the things you assume.  You can even have a conversation with people you know about the racially inept things people do, both that you've seen and that you've experienced.  It might not be the easiest of conversations to have, but it will be eye-opening for everyone involved.

Another thing you can do to really honor Martin Luther King and his efforts is to view the day as an opportunity for civil service.  In various areas around the nation, MLK day has become "Martin Luther King Day of Service" and citizens are encouraged to spend the day volunteering to make a difference.  There are so many things you can do in Reverend King's name to commemorate the occasion.  I personally would promote the continuation of the fight for civil rights (it's an ongoing process. So many people worldwide and here in America are denied rights!) or some other public involvement.  But really doing anything to promote peace and understanding throughout your community would easily mark the day.  After all, one of my favorite quotes from Reverend King is this: 

Love is creative and redemptive. Love builds up and unites; hate tears down and destroys. The aftermath of the ‘fight with fire’ method which you suggest is bitterness and chaos, the aftermath of the love method is reconciliation and creation of the beloved community. Physical force can repress, restrain, coerce, destroy, but it cannot create and organize anything permanent; only love can do that. Yes, love—which means understanding, creative, redemptive goodwill, even for one’s enemies—is the solution to the race problem.

The biggest part of today is to carry on doing good.  To continue the pursuit of our happiness and our dreams.  You can kill a man, but you cannot kill what he stood for if that notion and that dream is carried out in the heart of the people.  Not the hearts, but the singular, shared heart of a community unified in mind and in goal.

So I know we're all caught up in important things today.  I still have homework to attend to. I didn't actively commit to civil service today.  But that doesn't mean that I didn't take some time to reflect on my life and the lives of those around me, and whether we are living the best way we can.  And it also doesn't mean that I can't continue to pursue the dreams of this nation and this world another day.  I can serve someone tomorrow.  I can extend love to another person any day this week.  Every single effort we make to do things like that will take us closer to our inevitable goal:

Our goal is to create a beloved community

and this will require a qualitative change in our souls

as well as a quantitative change in our lives.

-Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

tempus

Today is December 7th, and unfortunately that statement doesn't really do much for many people.   Allow me to jog your memory (better me than Fezzik) :

Still not sure what's going on?

Oh yeah.  Pearl Harbor.  The entry of the United States to World War 2.

It seems to me, though, that the only people really commemorating the anniversary today are history buffs, WW2 vets, and the few people still alive who were around back in 1941.

I mean, Google didn't even commemorate the anniversary with a Google Doodle.

Contrast this to the attacks on the Pentagon and the World Trade Center.  It's been just over 11 years and the majority of the country still gathers in commemoration and sometimes mourning.  There are differing reactions to it, some regard the victims as heroes.  Some argue that we ought to move on and stop fighting terror wars in the Middle East. Some are  almost indifferent, having little connection to the people and events of the day.  But the popular motto of the day is "We shall never forget".

This is a nice sentiment, certainly for those who lost loved ones in the attacks, to never have their sacrifices for their country be forgotten, whether they were in the towers, the pentagon, on the planes, or part of the response teams.  But is this a promise that we can really keep?

You see, time heals all wounds.  You may be skeptical of this statement, but given enough time, pain eventually loses its sting.  Which is why today, Pearl Harbor Day, is not a big deal to anyone.  No songs sung, no grand memorial services, no public programs..maybe a special on the History Channel.  It's not because we've forgotten that Japan attacked us 71 years ago, it's that the pain of the event has dulled for us as a country.  We're no longer bitter enemies with Japan, we've since recovered in Pearl Harbor, and it's not weighing on our minds and hearts anymore.  We've moved on and replaced that pain with other pains since.

And one day in the future, we'll adopt the same attitude about September 11th.  Those with a very personal connection will still honor the day, but their grief will diminish from year to year.  Perhaps we'll pull out of our Middle Eastern turmoils, and maybe even form alliances with those nations who have harmed us.  (After all, we did so with Japan, Germany, and other Axis powers.)  We'll still remember, but the event will be far in the back of our minds.

So take a minute, if you would, to pay some respect to our Armed Forces.  If you have a personal connection to a serviceman or woman, thank them.  But don't feel too bad for not going to extremes to commemorate an event.  After all, you can barely see America's Pearl Harbor scars anymore.