We will be voting not only for who will succeed Barack Obama, but what.
I've never been an Obama worshipper, nor a believer of what Republicans have said about him. Like Jefferson, Madison, Monroe and Wilson, President Obama is a product of his time, necessarily touching the hem of the garment of compromise, better than most -- chess playing his battle choices, arguably gaining more than he gave up to corporate giants and their political puppets.
Before Tuesday November 7, 2000, I never believed there were financial CEOs, smoke screening tobacco companies, pharmaceutical drug dealers, Food Desert creators addicting the unsuspecting to diabetes, nor elders of black gold polluting earth, air and water.
Never did I believe oral in the Oval could so poison thinking, contaminate judgement and corrode our electoral process that both American voters, and those who distain the privilege with abstinence, could so tea stain our national ideals, sacrifice our young on foreign and domestic battlefields and murder The American Dream, in selected neighborhoods.
Before the ascension of George W. Bush and Dick Cheney, I never imagined the party of Barry Goldwater could, with malice aforethought, deposit America's deposits in the out-house of Corporatism. However, now that the legacy of Lincoln and Teddy Roosevelt has been so mutilated, isn't it too late to, Go Set a Watchman, to warn us of the societal dangers in income disparity, gender inequality and an unlivable minimum wage?
Before, slavery, white supremacy and man's inhumanity to man were forced underground with Good Friday's bloodshed April 14, 1865, did, the South Shall Rise Again, foretell Citizens United and a gutted Voting Rights Law?
Averting our eyes in silence while others attempt to snatch the brass ring of a tarnished Exceptionalism, mistaking repetitive, braggadocios vain glory for God's Will, do we not risk losing our souls on the altar of denial -- not because we are an evil people, but because, in crucifixion, it is the not my job bystander who is the welcome mat allowing the evil of those who know not what they do, to nail our decency to the cross of hate for and fear of the creativity of diversity.
Putting our faith in bankruptcy experts and political prostitutes, guarantees easy Right now, but if we truly desire Heaven on earth, we need to reset our search engines to a higher ground. America's survival is not in the distractions of Madison Avenue glitter, or the crowd think of the latest small screen device.
Long before my friendship with the voice of The Exorcist demon, Mercedes McCambridge, my Grandmamma shared with me her revelation of The War of Angels: the more you try to fight the good fight, the more the Devil, desperate for Likes and Followers, will connive to get you.
All our disharmony of Left v. Right, Black v. White, Environment v. Institutional greed, Gay v. Straight, Climate Injustice v. Oil Wars, Church v. State -- is the same in-fighting in which humanity has engaged since before Christians were terrified that Darwin's, pre-DNA theory of evolution by natural selection would uproot Eden's Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.
What really erodes a nation, is hating one's fellow citizens and allowing the pitiful few to corral the global economy by financially raping the masses.
Truth is, except for brief shining moments, America has never lived out the true meaning of its creed: We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, for, with the possible exception of the first Easter, there is no perfection on earth -- certainly not in the fairytales of the half that has been told in our classrooms.
Perhaps The Good Fight for redemption cannot be won by humankind alone. Perhaps the glory of resurrection, comes with our ascension from our eternal internal struggle between Johnny Rocco's, Yeah. That's it. More. That's right! I want more, to fixing our thoughts on what is true, honorable, pure, lovely and admirable -- people, places and things that are excellent and worthy of praise, like the Assumption of The Golden Rule.