“Why is America Throwing Away Her Place As Leader of The Free World?”
“Stand Back…. CLEAR… Cuchump!”
I looked over at my mom. I saw her dislodge her glasses upwards as she wiped a steady stream of tears from her eyes. I had seen my mother cry many times. To be honest, at that point in our lives there seemed to be an abundance of reasons for my mom to be in tears, but this was different.
As a ten year old boy, I walked over, put my hand on my mom’s shoulder and in an attempt to comfort her I asked what was wrong. Looking up at me, she tried to smile, but it wasn’t working. She stumbled for words and pointed at the TV saying: “He’s dead?” I looked back at the set, and the powerful, charismatic presence of Martin Luther King Jr. rang out like a bell in the fog.
Christmas, Chanukah, Kwanza, Solstice or just, feet up having a few bevies, my best to you and I hope you’ve been enjoying it, whatever ‘it’ is to you. As many of you have come to know political correctness is not really on my agenda, while doing my best to ferret out the truth and in the process raise consciousness is.
When I was a boy, I wanted to be an American. It wasn’t the Cowboys or Hollywood that appealed to me. It was something more, something deeper.