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It’s been over 40 years since Dr. King was shot down and we’ve still barely learned anything.
Legal equality is on the books and yet we still have an underclass. Why? We have families who have been stuck in ghettos for generations. Why? We have been spreading democracy for 2 generations and there’s still no self-determination. Why?
Because we continue to hate without admitting to ourselves that we hate.
We rationalize our hatred. We give it legitimacy by drawing from economics, Darwinism, and conceptions of “national interest.” We actually delude ourselves into thinking that it’s not because of our racism that we have a huge black population in persistent ghettos; that it’s not because of our geopolitical greed that we’ve violated self-determination. Rather, we have ghettos because it “just isn’t economically feasible to remedy the problems of the inner city” and occupy nations because “if we didn’t protect American values abroad, we’d all be worse off.” We’re all guilty of that kind of hate-pervaded thinking in which we legitimize injustice — whether communist, democrat, republican, libertarian — in our political, economic, and personal lives.
So often, people easily spot instances others thinking in this manner while overlooking the traces of hatred in their own thoughts. The same people who are fast to point out the greed of our “elites” are slow in thinking about how their actions enable that greed. Instead of pointing fingers at one another, let’s realize that, even though we may not all be wardens in this jailhouse, we all do work here. None of us are blameless; none among us has a soul clean enough to throw the first stone.
Ironically, even though we strive to love rather than to hate, again and again we find ourselves resorting to actions driven by hatred. Perhaps we’re simply afraid of the alternative: by acting from love, we expose ourselves to pain, ridicule, and embarrassment. As a result, we trap ourselves in a society founded and governed by mutual animosity and distrust. But, like abused animals, men exposed to constant hatred become fearful – afraid of one another. This fear results in paralysis, making it impossible to change ones behavior or the system as a whole. And so, trapped, we fall into schizophrenic repetition of roles we despise: again and again we oppress ourselves and others simply because we feel it is “what we always have done, what is expected of us, and therefore what we must continue to do — or else.” We need move past these kinds of thoughts which are articulated in the language of hatred.
I hope the day will soon come for people to adopt a fundamentally new way of relating to society and their fellow man, with love rather than hate. I think it will come for all of society eventually, once the material costs of hatred become so great that we are forced to think clearly about the beast we’ve created. And on that day, we’ll throw each other quick glances and smiles and that’s when we’ll all know without saying a word it’s ok to drop our weapons. The time of the jail will be over.
So I hope that the next time you come across someone who shows a flash of love rather than hate — either intentionally or accidentally — you’ll have the courage and strength to do the same. I’ll try to do it too. And probably, it will be something small and no one will even notice and we’ll just forget about it. Or maybe just one person will see it and think it over for the rest of the day.
But maybe, after a while, we’ll hit it just right and a whole lot of people will see it and really get it. And their old way of thinking will shatter like glass. It will be a movement. And we’ll finally learn to reject hatred in all its forms.
The chief Raoni cries when he learns that brazilian president Dilma released the beginning of construction of the hydroelectric plant of Belo Monte, even after tens of thousands of letters and emails addressed to her and which were ignored as the more than 600 000 signatures. That is, the death sentence of the peoples of Great Bend of the Xingu river is enacted. Belo Monte will inundate at least 400,000 hectares of forest, an area bigger than the Panama Canal, thus expelling 40,000 indigenous and local populations and destroying habitat valuable for many species - all to produce electricity at a high social, economic and environmental cost, which could easily be generated with greater investments in energy efficiency.
Camp Hood, Texas (1943) — Encouragement of not spreading information.
bY Caitlin Hackett
It feels like I’m driving a car along a desert highway and run out of fuel 20 miles from the nearest station.
People ask me “so how are you?” and I don’t even remember how to respond like a normal person anymore.
The way people on Facebook talk, you’d think Steve Jobs invented death. HE DIDN’T. He just made being dead cool.
Come back next time for more “I have joke tourette’s but People would hate me if I posted this on Facebook” theater.
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