Is the lie, bitter Congressional partisan, Media assisted, mob-rule manipulation, or the foul line, An Attack on One of Us is An Attack on All of Us!
Does all of us include African-Americans and first Native-American physician, Suzanne LaFlesche Picotte or is the Speaker’s umbrella, all, while shade for the congressional boys of summer – a retractable roof for women who prefer women?
Is Paul Ryan’s all of us, a ballpark paragraph 5 for children needing school food programs and seniors depending on Social Security for choosing between prescriptions or food?
Who is all of us to a political party deserting Lincoln, trending through Nixon and Tickle-Down, rounding the bases with obstructionism, and walked through the swamp by the trumped?
Is the lie we tell ourselves, that before Ted Nugent’s come to Jesus moment, the man from Nazareth, preached, hate thy neighbor with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your narrow mind words?
Are our lies, defending those believing the NRA is more a family value than safety in schools, church and workplaces? Has the diamond’s limelight and sandy bloodshed finally enlightened Right brains – or are on camera talking points getting talking heads to second base, merely a swing and a miss at civility?
Is the Congressional play within the play, sincerity attempting to snatch a modicum of decency from decades of bi-partisan neglect? Or, is it possible, personally feeling the burn of attempted murder, exposes wounds of past targets, ignored?
Have the Ides of Congress finally been opened to the reality show of, it’s how you play the game — closing hearts, minds and pockets to corruption — or is it just an inning of gut-wrenching embarrassment for ignoring record breaking scores of domestic violence, rape trial hung juries and strike outs on mental healthcare legislation and climate justice for the generations next at bat?
Like any decent human being, I hope Congressman Steve Scalise and Tyson Foods Lobbyist Matt Mika, win their fight to recover from gun violence, and I pray for all the personal and political families represented on that Alexandria ball field.
As an American, however, I’ve grown weary of the dishonesty of a new normal pitching, it’s more blessed to throw wide ones to Open Carry misrepresentations of our Bill of Rights.
In this era, in which anger, hate and desire for revenge are incited by the most publicly powerful and privately influential, easily accessible weapons and, failing to tag up on our humanity, we shutout our ability to think and our willingness to reason.
Arguably, more Americans are now hoping for another batter up for honor. However, honor is not produced by incivility, gender bias, hating LGBTQ, pillage, rape, racial prejudice, religious intolerance nor presidential arrogance — especially at gun point.
If thinking outside the batter box, we cease our practice of scorching American unity with reckless rhetoric, we may yet avoid kissing our exceptional season, good-bye.
Historically, we’ve misinterpreted our Constitution, misplaced our trust, and tragically underrated American citizens who are not straight white males. Choosing to elect managers who gnaw at our national soul, for the sole purpose of satisfying a Base hit, pitched by Homophobia, for the supremacy of bigotry — if we don’t knock that out of the park, it’s back to the minors.
- Most of what ends our days in fear, has been wrought on us by the envy, revenge and violence of older white men
- What Nixon, Trump and James Hodgkinson have in common – age range, race and hit lists
- Lives of congressional Conservatives shot in Alexandria Virginia, were saved by people they vote against.
Donald Trump didn’t fire the starting pistol for how negatively some play the game. However, more than its symbol, he’s the product of those who think our historic Dorian Gray picture, is a home run.
I am the son of a Korean War Veteran and nephew of four WWII Veterans who risked their lives, praised those supremely sacrificed, felt inferior to those who returned never quite whole again, and endeared themselves to families left to endure the residue of war – never once thinking of themselves as America’s Greatest Generation.
I am a Veteran raised by veterans of wars, who in peace, were anonymous guardian angels, caregivers embracing those in need – bearing witness that bearing arms against foreign enemies is not our only necessary defense.
I am a Veteran who knows Veterans fighting the good fight by example, insisting, support our troops, include timely medical assistance and affordable housing.
True heroes defend us equally, from domestic violence and foreign cyber invasion – from ISIS inspired lone wolves and Alt-Reich Open Carry – from school bullies and pushy bully pulpit intimidation of world leaders.
We the People are the reflection pool of those we venerate every day, when the lives we live, honor their sacrifices, beyond flowers and flag waving.
Whether descendants of Native born, European immigrants, enslaved Africans, raped Hispanic farm labor, indentured white share croppers or Asians requisitioned to life in the mines or on the rails – diversity and unity are America’s Exceptionalism.
Bible read, denied or convenient prop — whether Ol’ Glory true blue or Party Politics belittling, demeaning and labeling others for self-defense – we face another, Gate, through which we see our hollowed-out sense of security – the dark side of, Follow the Money.
America is a Veteran of revolutionary birth, paradise lost, Depression, Wall Street induced tidal waves increasing gaps in income parity and, Bankers Remorse – all while enduring the ruthlessness of wars, responsibilities of peace and truth that, any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind.
Commemorate this: every crumbling infrastructure is Standing Rock; every grisly glossed over DeVos is Brown v. Board of Education; every Sessions fake recusal obstruction, Constitutional assassination — and every recompense, insufficient compensation for Mike Pence hypocrisy.
The arrogance and avarice of those who serve only themselves, disgraces all we honor on Memorial Day. Within the stark differences between civic statesmanship and Corporatism is the Veteran’s query: for what do we live, defend and die?
As Veterans of 2016, can we not reconsider what we honor, and perhaps in honor of all First Responders, refrain from calling each other, stupid, for all listening stops after that.
Nonetheless, there’s no difference between the violence seen at Trump campaign rallies, Gianforte’s body slamming a reporter and Turkish Body Guards brutally attacking peaceful American protesters on American soil – failing to recognize that, what excuse can we offer those we honor on Memorial Day, for sacrificing their lives or mental and physical health?
We are not here to judge, nor diminish the well-being of fellow Americans, for that can only dishonor the United States of America.
Life’s breath is not our gift to choke hold clean air and quality education for all. None have been called to undercut nutritious food for children, lead-free water for cities, nor to defund creativity or allow the wealthy to slash the intellectual development of the poor.
During the transition period before Donald Trump’s Inauguration, son-in-law, Jared Kushner allegedly told Russians he wanted to set up a secret communication channel with the Kremlin to avoid scrutiny by America’s National Security structure.
For our uniformed heroes, military, fire-fighters, police, nurses, doctors and Hidden Figures, who protect and defend all Americans, let us share a Buddy Bench, in every neighborhood.
Whether a friend struggling with addiction – a family member in need of medical assistance – a nation consumed by foreign wars – or a stranger on an Oregon train, greater love has no one than this: to lay down his life for another.
America was not given great power to serve America first, but to serve Americans who honorably serve the equality and sanctity of humankind.
We are the Memory Keepers, who carry on. Therefore, never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.