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There’ll Be No Better Angels Until We Make Ourselves Better… – OpEdNews.com Headline

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6 October 1961, two years before the Cuban Missile Crisis, President John F. Kennedy urged Americans to build Bomb/Fallout shelters.  Throughout his presidency, Donald Trump continues to align himself with those same enemies of America, soliciting their interference in our electoral process, and now, on a headline grabbing whim, facilitating Turkish violence against the Kurds – America’s staunch ally in our resistance to ISIS.  But Trump did not just desert the Kurds, he abandoned our American troops in the region.

There will be no Better Angels until we make ourselves better allies to our friends in arms – embracing a peace that’s beyond our understanding.

Yes, increasing sinister darkness has overshadowed our vision of self, intimacy and union, widening our divide with a deceit that camouflages the light of connection with, all that glitters – one camp in blind obedience to self-serving leaders, and the other in denial that any departure of Trump/Pence will, nonviolently return America to, The Land of the Free, unscathed.

There will be no Better Angels, until we make ourselves better at facing the good, bad and ugly truth that, it’s not just Trump.

Perhaps, our heroic global stand in response to Pearl Harbor to victoriously defend the world from a vile unimaginable foreign evil, our Greatest Generation, returned home believing our lives and nation could now be, if not a Shangri La, a more Justice for All, New Deal.

Perhaps such euphoria lulled us into a complacency vulnerable to imperceptible malevolent transformation from valiant to subservient chess pieces on the avarice board of corporatism’s contorting, The Marshall Plan into The Military Industrial Complex.

There will be no Better Angels, until we make ourselves better at evolving from past assumptions to clarity regarding current enemies, foreign and domestic.

What is it that feeds the fear that fuels the hate that blunts our ability to honor our, Republic if you can keep it – from an Attorney General of religious hypocrisy, silence is consent Vice President, and a conservative Republican Senate:  proud recipients of Watergate, Iran Contra and Bush/Cheney perpetual oil wars?

There will be no Better Angels, until we make ourselves better citizens, being hereby resolved to elect better servants of the people.

Fighting among ourselves, we’ve become willing tools of the real enemies of the state, trolling our three co-existing, though not co-equal, branches of government – Congress being the only branch empowered to remove presidents, judges and Supreme Court Justices from office.

When in a 2019 reality check, we remain oblivious to the lessons of…

  • Keith Bishop’s, The Republican Bond and Slop: The Wild Boar Nation
  • More than thirty states still legally allowing Conversion Therapy to be practiced on minors
  • Roe v Wade and a woman’s right to choose
  • Differing points-of-view in civil debate yielding to a time out from an all-inclusive: of, by and for the people

…we remain embroiled in domestic political, racial, religious, SCOTUS and sexual wars.

Cherry-picking both Bible and Constitution, we even make war on our need for intimate communion, shaming ourselves for desiring the healing power of mutually loving, touch.

There will be no Better Angels until we make ourselves better than Citizens United and haters of LGBTQ neighbors, allowing Conservative corporate money to decay America’s lawful institutions in the manipulative power grab of an apathetic president and his morally bankrupt allies – so hazardous to the health of our nation and planet.

There will be no Better Angels until we make ourselves better to each other than servants to financiers changing our climate:

  • Fracking and gas from pipelines and cows threaten our air
  • Exxon knew and BP & Halliburton know it’s easier to drill through the Arctic Ocean than towering rock-solid glaziers
  • Governments and scientists knew earth’s warming would raise sea levels from melting arctic ice and increasingly flood low level property in 1929, but did nothing to alter our Black Gold addictions

There will be no Better Angels, until we make ourselves better stewards of earth and better electorate for America.

Heed the call from FEC Chair, Ellen Weintraub knowing elections are not the private property of Reagan’s Conservative intellectuals who, used by Russian hackers, still believe, like billionaires, they can control Putin’s puppet president.

There will be no Better Angels, until we make ourselves better at training military and police forces, to put country before a president desperately seeking an exit strategy sans imprisonment.

Saying we love, God and Country, has never proven patriotism nor human decency.  Our Better Angels await our realization that it’s not Donald Trump, but those who electorally, financially and privately empower him.

Throughout industrial/scientific human history, threats of total annihilation:  plagues, pandemics, smallpox, syphilis, Pneumonia, Polio, 1962 Russian/Cuban Nuclear Missile Crises, HIV/Aids – we couldn’t imagine how we’d survive – until we did!

Passionately pursue a life of excellence and our Better Angels shall appear, but beware, it’s not just Trump.

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America: Being Olympic Champions Off the Field – Headlined on OpEdNews.com Mon 8/22/16

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Akemi Women Make it Work SmallWas I struck by a Bolt of Lightning speed or did American women win as many Olympic victories as American men, and, are many of those winning females closer in hue to that of an American President or King?

Being champions of truth requires embracing:  all humans are created equal and that women have always been worthy of the gold of economic equality as well as our liberated vote of confidence for their excellence – for America comes from a better place than Paul Ryan, Mitch McConnell and the Koch Bros.

Where I come from nobody knows and where I am going everything goes. The wind blows, the sea flows, but slithering down from an Abraham to a GOP walled-in small government, is not the place of champions.

Whether Portrait of Jennie or Dorian Gray, we are anchored in a universal truth:  all there is comes from a before place – Light, Sound – even the courage of a Desert Dancer.

Big Bang or Garden, metaphorically, all roads lead to and from a life emitting tree, emanating a myriad of branches beaming with endless possibilities — solidly rooted in the soil of the sum total of our origin.  Thus we are limited only by our words, thoughts and deeds.

Arguably, our greatest national self-inflicted wound — prejudicial education & income disparity and racial & gender discrimination — is the tremendous loss of the genius of the human resources of Native-Americans, African-Americans and of course, female Americans.

I’m man enough to yield to my wife’s admonition, the Olympics only come every four years, and sacrifice my movie viewing to cast a glance or two toward our big screen when Michael Phelps appears to confirm, unlike the Donald, he, like Ali, is indeed the greatest of all time.

However, in 2016 what most captivated my least sports qualified spectator experience, was the competing champions whose names I’d never heard:  Kathleen Baker, Simone Biles, Gabby Douglas, Allyson Felix, Lauren Hernandez, Gwen Jorgensen, Lilly King, Madison Kocian, Simone Manuel, Aly Raisman, Dana Vollmer, and my all-time favorite, Katie Ledecky — even more disturbing:  the difficulty locating these female names in the online reporting during the televised Rio games.

Of course, Out of Many, One, by its very non-Republican, all-inclusive dictum, encompasses the potential of incorporating both the  American Dream and an American nightmare — for among us survives a multi-layered spectrum evaluating and rewarding both our achievement highs and hypocritical lows.

Truth is, there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in a Love it or Leave it, Right-Wing Un-American activities overcome by over-comb cheerleaders lying to themselves, philosophy.  We are a nation that comes from someplace else — another time with another set of goals to reach, ideas to fulfil and ideals to be.

Even before our 233rd year of experimental existence, we torched both The New Deal and New Frontier and launched a new birth of, by and for Too Big to Jail, lying in wait, armed with the profits of lives lost for lies.

In truth, still bearing our wounds from team Watergate, we come from a place of Purple Hearts and Bronze Stars, and daily share the agony of Gold Star Families.

We ascend from another place; from Philadelphia & Valley Forge, through Ellis Island to San Francisco, from exceptional expansionist exile imposed on Native Americans to enslaving people of color, as young as five-year-old Omran Daqneesh.

America is also pieces of silver, Black Gold greed and treasonous Mushroom Cloud deceit, as it is the forgotten women and men who bled the lyrics of The Star Spangled Banner, who saw the glory of the coming of the Lord, Over There and who, over here, went beyond what trickles down from behind the wall trumpeting The Street of regression and recession.

We were not always proven worthy of the gold medal or even brass ring, but we are the living breathing descendants of hope, and like Malala, life’s promise, knowing not only one child, one teacher, one book and one pen, but one voice & one vote can change the world.