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It’s been a very busy week in the country.   Goodbye to our first black first family.  Hello to a new president followed by the largest protest ever launched in America.   In fact, protesting our new president and his anti-women, anti-civil rights agenda was a world wide event.

At times like these it can seem easier to just put your head in the sand.  To turn off, tune out and escape the madness that surrounds us.  Unfortunately, that kind of escapism historically leads to even worse problems, even more oppression.   There’s a reason the poem is popular:

First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.

Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.

Pastor Martin Niemoller

Still, even the most dedicated activists need a little break.  So we turn on the TV, we read a book, we go to the movies, or the theater   Time out can be mindless, but it can also be mind expanding.  Star Trek aired the first interracial kiss,  Will and Grace increased awareness and acceptance of the gay community.  Hamilton not only educates us on our history but examplifies colorblind casting and the actual immigrant experience that has made America what it is today.   Many people had never heard of Turing until The Imitation Game.  Even fewer were aware of the women – human computers – who helped put our men in space.       hidden-figures-poster

I got to see Hidden Figures this weekend.  What a remarkable piece of American history – good and bad.  This movie demonstrates some of the underlying complaints I hear about everything that happened this weekend.   This “separate and not anywhere near equal” is the America our president things was great.  This white feminism has no room for black women becomes blatantly apparent in historical context.  That “keep your head down and don’t cause trouble” doesn’t create change that needs to happen is obvious in hindsight.

Uppity women, demanding a place at the table, demanding to be heard plays better with a good screen writer.  But those women are still out there in our workplaces.  Angry black women may not have to find a colored bathroom, but that doesn’t mean they are welcomed when they come in, they’re almost as scary as transgendered women!  The education disparity continues to be enormous, resources available to white children are just “not in the budget” for children of color.  Is it any wonder resourceful kids will do anything to get ahead of the game?

This year I’m seeing a lot of reading challenges.   Lists to encourage people to use their escape time to expand their point of view.  So I’m also taking on a challenge.  I’m back reviewing books on lisaspiralreads. There are already 50 book reviews there, and I’m challenging myself to review another 50 this year.  I’m trying to tag and categorize to fit the reading challenge requirements I’ve been seeing.   Check it out!

Hope you use your escape wisely!


Civil Rights

Today is a national day of recognition for the civil rights movement.   Here are some, perhaps less familiar excerpts from great speakers about civil rights:

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt.  We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent  will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality.  1963 is not an end, but a beginning.brand_bio_bio_martin-luther-king-jr-mini-biography_0_172243_sf_hd_768x432-16x9

There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?”  We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality.  We can never be satisfied  as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities.  We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one.  We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating for whites only.  We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote.  No, no, we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters  and righteousness like a mighty stream

From:  Martin Luther King – I have a dream

In the white community, the path to a more perfect union means acknowledging that what ails the African-American community does not just exist in the minds of black people; that the legacy of discrimination – and current incidents of discrimination, while less overt than in the past – are real and must be addressed. Not just with words, but with deeds – by investing in our schools and our communities; by enforcing our civil rights laws and ensuring fairness in our criminal justice system; by providing this generation with ladders of opportunity that were unavailable for previous generations. It requires all Americans to realize that your dreams do not have to come at the expense of my dreams; that investing in the health, welfare, and education of black and brown and white children will ultimately help all of America prosper.

“Not this time.” This time we want to talk about the crumbling schools that are stealing the future of black children and white children and Asian children and Hispanic children and Native American children. This time we want to reject the cynicism that tells us that these kids can’t learn; that those kids who don’t look like us are somebody else’s problem. The children of America are not those kids, they are our kids, and we will not let them fall behind in a 21st century economy. Not this time.presidentobamancc

This time we want to talk about how the lines in the Emergency Room are filled with whites and blacks and Hispanics who do not have health care; who don’t have the power on their own to overcome the special interests in Washington, but who can take them on if we do it together.

This time we want to talk about the shuttered mills that once provided a decent life for men and women of every race, and the homes for sale that once belonged to Americans from every religion, every region, every walk of life. This time we want to talk about the fact that the real problem is not that someone who doesn’t look like you might take your job; it’s that the corporation you work for will ship it overseas for nothing more than a profit.

This time we want to talk about the men and women of every color and creed who serve together, and fight together, and bleed together under the same proud flag. We want to talk about how to bring them home from a war that never should’ve been authorized and never should’ve been waged, and we want to talk about how we’ll show our patriotism by caring for them, and their families, and giving them the benefits they have earned.

From: Barack Obama – A More Perfect Union

A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks maya_branding-box
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Maya Angelou – Caged Bird
Civil rights continue to be at issue in our country.  Let’s not just give lip service to a dream, but work towards ensuring that all people in this great land have opportunity, education, medical care, and a voice that is not silenced by corporate money.
Happy Martin Luther King Day

War on Christmas

I said this was going to be a blog about spirituality in daily life.  So, since I’m daily bombarded with comments about the “War on Christmas” I decided maybe I should blog about it.

This idea of a “War on Christmas” disturbs me on many levels.  Mostly I’m just sad.  People take up this call to war as a knee jerk reaction.  Clearly they feel very strongly about it.   I understand that they feel personally threatened, but let’s take a look at the reality.

I’ve not heard anybody suggest that Christians can’t have trees or nativities in their homes, unlike the Native Americans who had pipes, spirit shirts and drums forcibly removed from them by legislation.  I’ve not heard anyone suggest that in order to say “Merry Christmas” you must be wearing a cross or other symbol specifically  identifying you as a Christian, like the Jews in Germany.  I’m still hearing Christmas carols, even ones with religious references, on the radio and in the stores, unlike the African slaves who were forbidden to sing traditional songs on the plantations.  So from a less reactionary perspective, if there is a war on Christmas it certainly does not appear to be directed personally.

However, I have heard it suggested that all of those things be forbidden in ‘public’ forums.  Specifically that they should be absent from governmental and educational institutions.  So let’s examine this by going back in time about 50 years and using an analogy or two.  For the educational argument let us equate being Christian with belonging to the local country club.  The question becomes:  Is it appropriate for the teacher to stand in front of the class and say something like, “Looking forward to having a great time with all of you tonight at the party at the club.”  So far, not a problem but let’s look a little closer.  80% of the class, 16 of the 20 students, come from families that have memberships to the country club.  They’ll all be at the party and it’s pretty much all anyone’s been talking about all day.  But what about the other 4 students?

1 of the other 4 kids also comes from a wealthy family.  They are new to the area and don’t have a membership yet.  Chances are good Dad’s boss will extend an invite, but attendance at the party is still a maybe.  The second of the 4 comes from a wealthy family but the parents feel strongly that the extravagance of the country club is inappropriate.  They won’t go because they have chosen not to be included in the group.  The third kid comes from a wealthy family as well.  In fact, the parents applied for membership at the country club.  They were refused membership because they were black.  (In modern terms this could be GLBT, Jewish, or the ‘wrong’ sort of Christian.)  The final kid does not come from  wealth (isn’t Christian at all) and has no chance of being included in the club unless they turn their back on their own family.

There is a reason many schools have a policy that you can’t pass out party invitations at school unless everyone in your class is invited.  Excluding classmates is a subtle form of bullying.  It’s even more unacceptable when it comes from the figures of authority, the teachers and staff.  Having a winter break instead of a Christmas break is not an attack on Christmas.  It’s just an attempt to be inclusive of the entire student body.  ‘Tis the season, after all.

With the government, the issue is broader than bullying.  When the government excludes the minority in a statement, the implication is to exclude that same minority from participation in the government.  This is standard in a lot of places in the world, but it goes against everything I’ve been taught that the United States stands for.  The analogy is the Civil Rights movement.  Because of the way this is taught, many of us believe this movement was just about integration.  It was about where you sit on the bus and not having separate schools, hospitals and water faucets.  It would surprise a lot of people educated in the public school system to learn that black people were not allowed to vote.  In fact, even when black people were given the right to vote there were a lot of people who didn’t agree and who made extra rules at their local polling places to continue to keep black people from voting.

White House

When the government puts up a Christmas tree it says Christians are welcome here.  That’s great if you are a Christian.  The problem is that it’s the government’s responsibility to say ALL citizens are welcome here regardless of their religious views.  That’s what our constitution says.  That’s what the flag stands for, what we “pledge allegiance” to.  But we like decorating at this time of year.  It’s fun.  It’s festive.  We are accustomed to having decorated trees.  And some people, like governors and the president live in public housing.  Shouldn’t they be allowed to practice their religion too?  Sure they should.

The Governor or the President should be allowed to put up their Christmas tree (if they so desire), but the Governor’s manor and the White House should probably be a little more inclusive.  A “holiday tree” seems like a pretty fair compromise to me.  Making a clear distinction between the family and the office also seems like a pretty reasonable approach to me.  If there is a war here it doesn’t seem to be against Christmas, but for accountability and inclusion.  It’s an issue of civil rights not personal religious expression.

Those are the things people talk about when they say there’s a war on Christmas.  That’s why I say it’s a knee jerk reaction.  But I actually believe there IS a war on Christmas.  I just think the blame is being misplaced.

Solstice Candles by Bonita Blumenauer

I celebrate Yule.  I mark the winter solstice.  My celebration is not so much about gift exchanges as it is about gratitude.  The winter solstice is the longest night of the year.  It’s a time of quiet reflection.  It’s also about the returning of the light, as from this point the days will start getting longer again.  Silent Night, holy night.  The sparkle of starlight against the snow on a clear crisp winter evening.  Making connections and acknowledging the support of the community that gets me through the long winters. These are the things that were important to me when I identified myself as a Christian.  These continue to be the things important to me now.

Hanukah is also a celebration of the light and of gratitude.  The story is that against all odds, and outside of reasonable expectation, the presence light (the symbol of YHWH), continued to burn in the synagogue until the supply of oil could be replenished.  There are gifts involved in the celebration, but traditionally these are more a small token of thanks.  Unless you live in America.

The consumer culture has upped the ante for everyone regardless of traditional religious practice.  Santa says that our children’s desire for toys and treats should be answered.  I know plenty of Jewish and Islamic practitioners in the U.S. have decorated trees because it’s what American’s do.  Everyone exchanges gifts at this time of year regardless of their spiritual practices.  It’s almost like taxes the way the mailman, and the garbage man, and the paper carrier and all the other people who provide regular services show up with a “Christmas Card” this time of year.   There is also the push to get all your charitable giving done before the end of the 4th quarter.

That’s what Christmas means to me.  That’s what Christmas means to a lot of people, even if they don’t admit it.  Even people who are Christians, if they live in the United States, often have associations with Christmas that are outside the religious.  All the “Merry Christmas” in the world isn’t going to change that perception.  “Merry Christmas” with my latte, my grocery receipt, my charge card receipt, and fighting through a line in the toy store simply reinforces it.

So let’s stop the war on Christmas and work a little harder at Peace on Earth Good Will Towards All People.

Happy Holidays!

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