Today's entry April 04, 2005:
A measure of America's trauma is that it is no longer even possible to imagine how it could raise up a Dr King. It's like a fairy tale liberals tell themselves, of a golden age of activism and raised consciousness. William Pepper, who represented the King family in the civil trial which
found for conspiracy, writes in Orders to Kill that "For one bright moment back there in the late 1960s we actually believe that we could change our country. We had identified the enemy. We saw it up close and we had its measure - and we were very hopeful that we would prevail."
Imagine today, hoping such a thing.
A constriction of hope is the legacy of three headshots two generations ago. A ceiling for what is possible is now acknowledged (
Darn, they stole another one. Oh well - Hillary in '08!) even as the ceiling grinds down until simply standing upright becomes an act of defiance. Like a dog whose spirit has been broken, Americans have had rebellion beaten out them. They know what happens to those who bite, as well as bark. The bed is made and the little yappy dog is lying in it, head tucked under its paw.
That's the price of letting them get away with it.
Continued at: www.rigorousintuition.blogspot.com