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Our Joshua (Mary Lyon)
Mary Lyon, From The Left -- World News Trust
"I may not get there with you..."
So said Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., once upon a time, talking about a figurative Promised Land that he himself would indeed never reach. It was a Moses reference, with the Promised Land in this case being the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave -- in its most perfect form, evolved, open, transcendent, every inch the land of opportunity for ALL -- not just those well-heeled, well-positioned, or exclusively white-skinned. It was a portrait of a Promised Land that he envisioned for everyone in the dream he had for America.
Moses never made the transition to the Biblical Promised Land with his
people. It was left to Joshua to lead the Israelites there. Perhaps we
in early 21st-Century America have our own latter-day Joshua, finally?
Or at least the hint of one?
I suspect the younger ones among us will someday point to the
Philadelphia speech of Barack Obama as their latter-day version of the
"I Have a Dream" speech. This will have become a watershed moment that
signifies a leap forward. It will render all those yammering
empty-heads, fear-mongers, and hatred-hawks - who insist on obsessing
on selected clips of Pastor Wright in full-eruption mode -- suddenly
passe, so yesterday, so last century or more, so pitiful, small, and
small-minded. It's as though they can't make the leap. Their feet, like
their minds, are fixed and fixated, embedded in a sociological
concrete, leaving them unable to rise to the next level. They'll
forever be philosophical groundlings, as though evolution did not allow
them to transcend their lizard phase and sprout wings or sailing skins.
We all certainly could go there and wallow in that, Obama said. And the
Swiftboat 2.0 crowd surely will. But if they insist on embracing the
past, the old, the stale, the obsolete, the increasingly irrelevant,
fine. Let them. And let's leave them there, where they're sadly
comfortable. The rest of us need not join them.
There were many reasons why I loved Barack Obama's speech about "a more perfect union."
Suddenly, I realized that we had the mindset available and ready to
lead us toward the world that "Star Trek" visionary Gene Roddenberry
once sketched out -- one in which all of us were represented in
warp-speed ships that zipped through the known portions of our galaxy.
That version of us had slipped the surly bonds of prejudice long ago.
We were living up to our best and highest selves. All races, genders,
even species, had a place in that world. Nobody was hamstrung by how
they looked or what blend of blood flowed beneath their skin. It was an
ideal we all loved -- that inspired Mae Jamison to reach for the stars
as the first black woman in the astronaut corps, inspired by
Roddenberry's black female communications officer, Uhura. Listening to
Obama speak made me feel, for the first time, that maybe we might be
ready to jump the first hurdle toward that better, broader, freer
future.
It spoke to my own conflicts about my church, and why I won't renounce
my Roman Catholic background, or abandon my church even while some of
the preachers and speakers in its pulpits still speak of the need to
deprive me of my right to choose, to deny my right to have the last
word over what happens to my body, and to aver the status of women in
general as terminally second-class. I can see why Barack wouldn't walk
out on Pastor Wright. I never would have done that to Father Murray,
either, even while I disagreed strongly with his teachings and his
biases.
It was a speech that took guts to deliver, on a premise that took guts
to confront so publicly. It's about time we admit to ourselves our own
inner prejudices, especially those mumbled under one's breath in the
privacy of one's own car or living room or barber shop. Bringing these
last taboos out into the open is the first step toward facing,
understanding, overcoming, and outgrowing them. It is humanizing, and
unifying, to realize that we all have those moments, those ghosts in
our closets, those unspoken fears and dreads that keep us divided from
and suspicious of each other. And it's the point from which we can
reach, with the courage of recognition, toward redemption.
It also demonstrated how wise, circumspect, measured, and even-tempered
this man is while meeting a crisis (and meeting it head-on, too). It
would be reassuring to know that this is the mindset of the person who
might actually have to answer "that" phone call at 3:00 a.m. -- FAR more
comforting than the alternative, the Republican opponent whose own
Senate colleagues dread his kind of hair-trigger temper inches away
from "pushing the button."
It showed the generous and diplomatic spirit of a speaker who singled
out blunders by a colleague of a Democratic competitor without naming
names, while referencing her with admiration in his description of the
white woman trying to break the glass ceiling. He behaved honorably
when talking about his political adversaries, avoiding finger-pointing,
scolding, or insults. Might it not be easier to get opposing sides in
an international dispute to the bargaining table if no one in either
camp is derided, marginalized, demonized, or otherwise put on the
defensive?
And what if we really had a grown-up mindset at the helm, one not
afraid to look at where we've been for the sake of understanding where
we're headed, and what we might have done to contribute to the mess
we're in now? One willing to examine logically and dispassionately that
quintessential national security dilemma -- "Why they hate us" -- without
stumbling over a lot of unnecessary baggage? There is a disappointing
and rather infantile tendency among some of our political leaders and
opinion-makers to shy away from examining the whole picture. It's far
easier to embrace an artificial victimization, to point fingers and
yell about what "they" did to us without bothering to try to figure out
why "they" felt driven to it. Unless we grow up about that, we are
doomed to taste again the fruits of that arrogance and neglect. If we
don't go back and review blunders in the past, whether they involve
generations of old prejudices or the lies that dragged us into war, or
the wilfull ignorance that led to 9/11, if all we can do is dismiss
that as "old news" from which we should just "move on," we'll never get
to the heart of what got us into those tragedies. As it is with any
addict turning toward some serious rehab or 12-step program, we first
have to admit we have a problem if we ever hope to begin to grope
towards a solution. And make no mistake. This is no shallow,
simplistic, "blame America first" avoidance maneuver. This is what it
means to be a grown-up -- where the adults REALLY are back in charge. If
we're really going to deal with some of our society's ills, we're going
to have to ask ourselves some mighty difficult questions, and we can't
shy away from their answers or make excuses. We're bigger than that. Or
at least, we should be.
I see harbingers of all these possibilities in Barack Obama's speech.
To form that ideal, that more perfect union, it's going to take growing
up a little and looking at ourselves and what we bring to the table
with very clear and open eyes. It's those same eyes that are capable of
seeing past surface differences and suspicions and other
superficialities that keep us divided.
I saw a man who presented his case in a most presidential manner, who
was willing to outline the job ahead with a gentle, non-accusatory
voice, wisdom, and a wide-ranging forgiveness in his heart. It made me
want to stand up straighter. It made my son want to change out of his
ratty shorts and put on a suit. It made confused and fearful neighbors
turn and start talking to each other. It made strident partisans set
down their verbal arms and embrace the common good in each.
That isn't a half-bad starting point. And if it doesn't result in a
more-perfect union outright, it will at least lead us toward one.
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Mary Lyon is a veteran broadcaster and five-time Golden Mike Award winner, who has anchored, reported, and written for the Associated Press Radio Network, NBC Radio "The Source," and many Los Angeles-area stations including KRTH-FM/AM, KLOS-FM, KFWB-AM, and KTLA-TV, and occasional media analyst for ABC Radio News. She began her career as a liberal activist with the Student Coalition for Humphrey/Muskie in 1968, and helped spearhead a regional campaign, The Power 18," to win the right to vote for 18-year-olds. She remains an advocate for liberal causes, responsibility and accountability in media, environmental education and support of the arts for children, and green living. In addition to OpEdNews, Mary writes for Democrats.us, World News Trust, and WeDemocrats.org's "We! The People" webzine. Mary is also a parenting expert, having written and llustrated the book "The Frazzled Working Woman's Practical Guide to Motherhood.
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CreatedWednesday, March 19 2008
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Last modifiedWednesday, November 06 2013