Each time I've attended the traditional 4th of July "Freedom at the Arboretum” with my husband Bill Powell and heard the Declaration of Independence being read by we picnickers, I’ve always been struck by who is mentioned and who is left out as beneficiaries of the rights.
The wealthy white men who were the signers of the document would have full rights; their slaves would count for a fraction; missing were Native Americans, other peoples of color, immigrants, and women. It’s taken centuries to earn voting rights which bring most of the vast majority of our population under the umbrella of coverage. Still missing today are immigrants, whose citizenship rights still are battled every year in Congress.
Our rights are not permanent. Laws get passed to make it difficult or impossible for some groups to obtain/retain voting rights. Cruel selfishness of “my rights” gets pitted against "rights for all." Freedoms that have been granted to us are an inheritance that each generation must work to retain.
Some may think that celebrating Independence Day and flying the flag are sufficient to demonstrate patriotism; we show we believe in this experiment in Democracy and Equal Rights for all. It’s a good beginning, but falls far short of actually protecting our legacy. We have a choice to make and reconfirm every 4th of July, as expressed by the wise Cherokee brave:
Legend
One evening, an elderly
Cherokee brave told his
grandson about a battle that
goes on inside people.
"My son, there is a battle
between two 'wolves' inside us all.
One is evil. It is anger,
envy, jealousy, sorrow,
regret, greed, arrogance,
self-pity, guilt, resentment,
inferiority, lies, false pride,
superiority, and ego.
“The other is good.
It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity,
humility, kindness, benevolence,
empathy, generosity,
truth, compassion and faith."
The grandson thought about
it for a minute and then asked
his grandfather:
"Which wolf wins?..."
The old Cherokee simply replied,
"The one that you feed."
As we prepare for this weekend’s celebrations let us pause for a moment and reflect on what citizenship means to us. One meaning can be a sense of duty to serve others. I did that for 30 years in the United States Marine Corps. However military service is not the only way to serve our nation. First responders, teachers and religious leaders all serve our community. This 4th of July let’s honor and raise a toast to Essential Workers, who have reminded us what duty and service to others looks like during these challenging times.
To my shores, I beckon you, for Liberty’s my name.
Protest not without fair hope, I teach to walk, those lame.
Some silenced by a mighty blow, as tyrants run amuck,
Eyes once blinded by their sight, in safety, I do tuck.
Freedom speaks from rooftops high, suppression rings down low.
Lofty efforts mesmerize, the truth, make sure we stow.
For in the end, the battle fought brings evil to its knees.
I gaze beyond these shores of home; peace often sails rough seas.
Poem by G. Weatherby
March 30, 2017
In Honor of the Statue of Liberty
Liberty Island, New York
This one was published at Gonzaga in celebration of women’s hard fought battle to win the right to vote, and later in St. Pete, FL.
"Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that".
- Martin Luther King Jr.
My name is Shelley Szambelan. I serve our community as a Superior Court Judge. While those who created our system of government founded one of the best in the world, it certainly is not without fault in its application. We need to work harder to make sure that promises of liberty and equal justice for all aren't hollow for the disadvantaged and marginalized. I keep the words below, something a Jesuit friend included in a note for my investiture, on my desk to remind me.
"Our country is not the only thing to which we owe our allegiance. Patriotism consists not in waving the flag, but in striving that our country shall be righteous as well as strong."
"The best way to not feel hopeless is to get up and do something. Don't wait for good things to happen to you. If you go out and make some good things happen, you will fill the world with hope, you will fill yourself with hope."
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Me, US Army, Vietnam War.
My great, great, grandfather, Andrew Tross, Company K, 127th United States Colored Infantry, Civil War.
My brother's son, Command Sergeant Major, Michael Bartlett, US Army Retired (30yrs.).
My father and his brother, US Army, Combat Medics, all-black, segregated units, WWII.
My brother, USAF Retired, Vietnam War.
As you think about examples or stories of patriotism for the 4th I would like to share this. I do not say (share) this to brag but here is a visual with notes of my family's take on patriotism. I was raised to believe that a true patriot is someone willing to give the ultimate sacrifice for freedoms they do not have, nor may ever see.
Each of us took an oath and fought wars to defend our country from enemies both foreign and domestic, yet each of us has faced and endured blatant and subtle forms of racism our entire lives. Each one of us lived with the reality that every white person inherits at birth more freedom, rights, respect and privileges than any one of us. Who is more a patriot, a person who doesn't have freedom but is willing to die so that others might or one who inherits it?
At the heart of that western freedom and democracy is the belief that the individual man, the child of God, is the touchstone of value, and all society, all groups, and states, exist for that person's benefit. Therefore the enlargement of liberty for individual human beings must be the supreme goal and the abiding practice of any western society.
The first element of this individual liberty is the freedom of speech; the right to express and communicate ideas, to set oneself apart from the dumb beasts of field and forest; the right to recall governments to their duties and obligations; above all, the right to affirm one's membership and allegiance to the body politic – to society – to the men with whom we share our land, our heritage and our children's future.
Hand in hand with freedom of speech goes the power to be heard – to share in the decisions of government which shape men's lives. Everything that makes man's lives worthwhile – family, work, education, a place to rear one's children and a place to rest one's head – all this depends on the decisions of government; all can be swept away by a government which does not heed the demands of its people, and I mean all of its people. Therefore, the essential humanity of man can be protected and preserved only where the government must answer – not just to the wealthy; not just to those of a particular religion, not just to those of a particular race; but to all of the people.
And even government by the consent of the governed, as in our own Constitution, must be limited in its power to act against its people: so that there may be no interference with the right to worship, but also no interference with the security of the home; no arbitrary imposition of pains or penalties on an ordinary citizen by officials high or low; no restriction on the freedom of men to seek education or to seek work or opportunity of any kind, so that each man may become all that he is capable of becoming.
This is taken from Robert Kennedy’s Day of Affirmation Speech given in Cape Town, South Africa in 1961. Considering the time and location, it was very striking and threatening towards the government then in power in South Africa.
Many within the United States of America call this nation a “great experiment”. Maybe so.
But I see this country as a living being. And as such, it is possible to be sick, to be dying even. It is also possible, as a living creature, to grow, to evolve, to mature.
As we share in this national holiday celebrating us, I sincerely ask each and every person, to consider the ways in which they can help the United States of America heal. For we are sick. We may even be dying.
But as a living being, we can also heal. We can face the sicknesses: COVID yes, of course. But also, the deep dark malignancy of racism, and white supremacy, the hatred of humanity that is a lethal disease in
our national life.
Work for the healing of the nation.
Strive for the great community of “e pluribus unum” – “out of the many, one”.
One nation, in beauty and diversity, honoring the rainbow of lives and cultures that we are, if we will only heal from the diseases of bigotry and violence and oppression.
Face the sickness, and heal from the sickness, so that we can all live, all evolve, all mature into the future; our dream of freedom and dignity, opportunity and well being, peace and community.
On this national holiday, vow to heal the wounds of our brothers and sisters in this land, take the medicine of humility and repentance and restorative justice that will heal us from the diseases of hatred and fear that sicken and destroy our national body.
Vow to live, America. Do not let the best of this unique creature die. Live, and grow, and be strong once again, with liberty and justice for all.
Andy is a Pastor at Westminster Congregational United Church of Christ
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Sometimes I wonder if we should really be calling it "Beloved COVID." This terrifying pandemic that is killing in its footsteps the human economy that is killing humanity by burning it at the stake with global warming, poisoning the seas with plastic and mercury, a fiat monetary system that spawns wars as surely as males and females spawn babies. Could COVID-19 be a tough love wake up call from God, forcing on us recognition of Einstein's apothem that problems can't be solved with the same level of thinking that created them? Is the pandemic Mother Nature's rough go-to-your-room way of waking us up to the truth that being alone is fatal, that our survival requires, well, love, and profound cooperation?
On this 4th of July, with a mad tyrant in the White House dog whistling to the worst angels of our nature, can we honor the promise of the nation's foundation and finally face the truth about the apostasy of genocide and slavery still infecting us all? This makes me think of William Stafford's poem, A Ritual To Read To Each Other:
"... I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty to know what occurs but not recognize the fact...For it is important that awake people be awake, or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep; the signals we give--yes or no, or maybe--should be clear: the darkness around us is deep..."
--Larry Shook
“It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to recognize, accept, and celebrate those differences.”
– Audre Lorde
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Audio selection- "a classic by Woody Guthrie with a jazz twist, cogent lyrical commentary by Woody that was as timely when it was written as it is today "
In recent weeks, both King and Kennedy have oft been quoted. So here we go. It was the reason I wrote my book.
On the night that Dr. Martin Luther King was assassinated on April 4, 1968 - America was a country at war, on its city streets and in the rice paddies of Vietnam. Every day, tensions between white and black Americans triggered violence. Footage of police brutality, war protests on college campuses, and soldiers fighting in Vietnam filled television screens every evening. People on both sides of the political divide were afraid and angry. Instead of giving a campaign speech about why they should vote for him for President, he spoke from his heart and shared his own pain. And he ended with words that resonate still today.
“What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is not hatred; what we need in the United States is not violence and lawlessness, but is love and wisdom, and compassion toward one another, and a feeling of justice toward those who still suffer within our country, whether they be white or whether they be black.”
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