I had this really weird dream last night that our country used to be a place that despised diversity, that didn't know the meaning of the word. It was a crazy fever dream where most people didn't matter. And then the world was changed by the arrival of the greatest speechmaker the world has ever seen.
Martin Luther King, Jr. Day is the one holiday that I can celebrate wholeheartedly. It is the one holiday with a social conscience, and it is the one holiday that is forward-looking rather than backward-thinking.
The upper class in the past couple decades have come to endorse the idea of 'tolerance.' We urge our educators to teach our children tolerance, we try to lead our existence with an outlook of tolerance for other people.
I do not like the idea of tolerance. The word comes from a late Middle English term denoting the action of bearing hardship. It implies that there is hardship to be born. That is wrong.
This is an unfinished post. It is unfinished because I am listening to speeches made by a man who was the voice of an entire nation, and it's taking the wind out of my sails. We have no such voice today. It is unfinished because so is the struggle for equality and social justice.
Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. (audio hosted by American Rhetoric)