
March 8, 2010
A Prayer
Aung San Sun Kyi, Nelson Mandella, Chief Joseph, Harvey Milk -- teach us! Revolution aint what it used to be.
Emma Goldman, Cesar Chavez, Leonard Peltier, Sojourner Truth --teach us! The President used the word “change” to stop it. The change we seek couldn’t be clearer, but it is mimicked by Presidents and corporate marketing. By the time we shout “Justice” we’re in a commercial selling underwear, perfume, votes…
Revolution aint got the same song. Paul Robeson, Woody Guthrie, Joan Baez, Public Enemy, Joe Strummer -- please pull our songs into a new valley, a new union hall. The songs we thought would change everything become Muzak before they get to the elevator speakers. And the words. If we read the words in a library our reading room is privatized before we turn the page. We look down and logos cover our feet like leeches in the 18th century.
Che, Subcommandante Insurgente Marcos, Mumia Abu-Jamal, Judi Bari from Earth First -- teach us! The change we seek is clear to the reactionaries too, and they discovered the disguise of scale. On the one hand they remove mountaintops and change the climate. So our citizenship is a slow state of shock. Then they go tiny, too. The corporations search for the DNA that makes us shop. They want to throw that switch. They look forward to the deletion of any mental dissent.
Walt Whitman, Mahatma Gandhi, Dr. Martin Luther King -- please prepare us for the strangeness, the mystification of entrenched power. The killers hide in the air that we breathe and lurk in the dreams of our children. Where is the dirty coal executive? Where is the banker? Who do we push against? We swat at the pixels that buzz at our eyes like flies on the eyes of corpses. No, not corpses – consumers!
Could we be as brave as the heroes from revolutions past? We are facing a different foe. The powers-that-be are shape-shifting constantly. Consumerism and Militarism are so ambient, so plastic, so media-become-real. Resistance itself must be re-invented, in the sense that each of these heroes we’ve prayed to – each was a creator. Angela Davis‘ strategy for change was different than that of Bernadette Devlin, or the students in Tiananmen Square, or Toussaint L’ouverture.
Isn’t another name in revolution’s hall of fame -- the Earth? We can pathologize all of these recent natural disasters as feverish seizures of a delirious planet. Then sometimes the earth seems coolly intelligent, as media-savvy as any video-taped underground movement – in its response to the poisoning from its human species.
Life on Earth -- teach us! After all the heroes and martyrs and risings-up of the people, we sometimes feel as if we’ve gotten nowhere. The power of the corporations grows every hour and we don’t seem to have a response. You, the Earth where we live, you are responding. We sense that you are making your move, feverishly rising, interrupting, killing some of us and saving us all. Amen.
Emma Goldman, Cesar Chavez, Leonard Peltier, Sojourner Truth --teach us! The President used the word “change” to stop it. The change we seek couldn’t be clearer, but it is mimicked by Presidents and corporate marketing. By the time we shout “Justice” we’re in a commercial selling underwear, perfume, votes…
Revolution aint got the same song. Paul Robeson, Woody Guthrie, Joan Baez, Public Enemy, Joe Strummer -- please pull our songs into a new valley, a new union hall. The songs we thought would change everything become Muzak before they get to the elevator speakers. And the words. If we read the words in a library our reading room is privatized before we turn the page. We look down and logos cover our feet like leeches in the 18th century.
Che, Subcommandante Insurgente Marcos, Mumia Abu-Jamal, Judi Bari from Earth First -- teach us! The change we seek is clear to the reactionaries too, and they discovered the disguise of scale. On the one hand they remove mountaintops and change the climate. So our citizenship is a slow state of shock. Then they go tiny, too. The corporations search for the DNA that makes us shop. They want to throw that switch. They look forward to the deletion of any mental dissent.
Walt Whitman, Mahatma Gandhi, Dr. Martin Luther King -- please prepare us for the strangeness, the mystification of entrenched power. The killers hide in the air that we breathe and lurk in the dreams of our children. Where is the dirty coal executive? Where is the banker? Who do we push against? We swat at the pixels that buzz at our eyes like flies on the eyes of corpses. No, not corpses – consumers!
Could we be as brave as the heroes from revolutions past? We are facing a different foe. The powers-that-be are shape-shifting constantly. Consumerism and Militarism are so ambient, so plastic, so media-become-real. Resistance itself must be re-invented, in the sense that each of these heroes we’ve prayed to – each was a creator. Angela Davis‘ strategy for change was different than that of Bernadette Devlin, or the students in Tiananmen Square, or Toussaint L’ouverture.
Isn’t another name in revolution’s hall of fame -- the Earth? We can pathologize all of these recent natural disasters as feverish seizures of a delirious planet. Then sometimes the earth seems coolly intelligent, as media-savvy as any video-taped underground movement – in its response to the poisoning from its human species.
Life on Earth -- teach us! After all the heroes and martyrs and risings-up of the people, we sometimes feel as if we’ve gotten nowhere. The power of the corporations grows every hour and we don’t seem to have a response. You, the Earth where we live, you are responding. We sense that you are making your move, feverishly rising, interrupting, killing some of us and saving us all. Amen.


Comments
Change; again?
For every little "gain" we make in this world, there always is a price to pay. It is called disapointment. For everyone who "tries to make a difference", there is always someone ready to smack him down to "keep him in his place".
I don't like it anymore than you do, but, that's the way it is, and always will be. If you don't believe me, wait; you will see what I mean.
You see, Billy, we all find this out, but, we only find this out as we talk to ourselves as we die. Good luck, Pilgrim.
P.S. If you are wondering how I came to this conclusion, well, lets' say, I've been there and done that.
Class Struggle is where it's at....
Peaceful Warriors do not bow to fear.
Death is inevitable so it is better to meet it head on with a smile knowing that we are not cowards. There is no man who can take away the spirit of truth. No matter how hard they tried.
Peaceful Warriors know what needs to be done and I am grateful for them.
Hope Has Two Beautiful Children: Anger and Courage
Amen!
that final conversation
ah, alteredstates, it sounds like you've been hit pretty hard. you look back at history and see nothing important has changed. i look back and see great changes. but have we reached the promised land? of course not. and i don't expect to see it in my life. maybe you expected too much, too fast.
no one knows what that final conversation with ourselves will be. but i know what i don't want to hear: that i was too impatient; that i gave up too soon; that i lost half my life to bitter, cynical disappointment.
so much of what we do is challenging the powerful on behalf of those (us?) who haven't yet found their power. of course that means there will be many setbacks, many defeats along the way.
i don't expect to save the world. but i can't think of a more interesting, worthwhile way to spend my life than trying.
harsh words
Not dead yet
Here goes. A simple comment
The changes in this world are massive. "Fracking" for natural gas, blasting off mountain tops, bombing the network of natural caves in Afganistan - just for starters. Waco, Oklahoma City, wars, nuclear threats. Other types of changes in my world have been just as dramatic: in the 1950's, where I was growing up, the policeman was my friend, and the American news media were sought after as sources of truth.
What can I do against violent and overpowering forces in the world? Realistically, not much. I can, as Voltaire suggested, cultivate my own garden. Being a member of the Stop Shopping Gospel Choir, I have a place to stand up and say "this is what I believe in." It's not much, but it's the best I can do. And I can continue to pray.
Altered State?
An entire generation, now beginning to retire, lost every one of it's beloved heros, John, Martin, Robert- yet they kept on. Nobody said that there wouldn't be great sacrifice. Beyond the big names that we all know, there are others who have given their there lives to bring justice, freedom, a meal, a classroom, indigenous pride.
Brad Will: Oaxaca-Presente
Brother James Miller Huehuetenango-Presente
Archbishop Romero
Jean Donovan
Sister Dorothy Kazel
Sister Maura Clarke
Sister Ita Ford
Martyrs of El Salvador-Presente
I have certainly felt like the respondent in Altered States, too often perhaps. But we pick ourselves up and march on. There is immense satisfaction and true joy when we can do something for "little" causes (which are not really small, but viewed as such) Rays Candy Store may not rank up there with ending Apartheid in some minds, but unless we free those struggling amongst us, how can we move on to "larger" issues? If we do not remember Jdimytai Damour, can we understand the death of a savior on a cross?
Earl Warren, Chief Justice of the United States, once stated, " Everything I did in my life that was worthwhile I caught hell for.
Come on out and catch a little hell, you'll feel heavenly.
Thank you Rev. for your beautiful prayer.
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