Archive for March, 2016

Musings after a fitful night

March 10, 2016

bernSleep eluded me after this last Republican not so presidential debate. All the shouting and name calling reminded me of the fights my parents had when I was little. And just as frightening – the fear my world would be destroyed having to live with one or another of the combatants.

So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself — nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance. ~FDR

Thanks, Franklin, your words were a downy pillow for my head and I drifted off to sleep, perchance to dream…

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain… ~MLK, Jr

Oh, the dream of beautiful possibilities, Martin. Inspiring words laying out a better future. We resolve to remake our world, your words direct our efforts. For we, the people, American achievement is near limitless; like when Jack said, “We choose to go to the Moon and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard…”

Now the trumpet summons us again – not as a call to bear arms, though arms we need – not as a call to battle, though embattled we are – but a call to bear the burden of a long twilight struggle, year in and year out, “rejoicing in hope; patient in tribulation,” a struggle against the common enemies of man: tyranny, poverty, disease, and war itself.  ~JFK, Jr

I hear the trumpet, Jack. Those common enemies are still with us; we are not yet in the full light of day, nor have we been swallowed by the night. Fifty years later the shimmer of twilight is still on the horizon outlining each of the enemies.

These great men, their words of inspiration tossed and turned in my head. Lofty words, soothing words, words that speak to a higher calling, words so compact and powerful. A flicker of light tickles my eyes open, an orange blur of morning sunrise. No, light is from the TV and what words do I hear?

My fingers are long and beautiful, as, it has been well documented, are various other parts of my body… We won with poorly educated, I love the poorly educated!… I know words, I have the best words. I have the best, but there is no better word than stupid.  ~ DJT

This is the new American oration? In my stupor I begin to sing to myself to try and unhear what I just heard:

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 impassioned stress / A thoroughfare of freedom beat / Across the wilderness! / America! America! / God mend thine every flaw / Confirm thy soul in self-control / Thy liberty in law!  ~ Katherine Lee Bates

The morning has come and the bright light of this new day revealed my Bernie lawn sign has been stolen. Word, America, word.