Following a minor conflict after a movie, Oklahoma Police used unneeded force to beat the man in the head. As a result of this beating, the man later died in the Hospital.
This morning I woke up, had a cup of coffee, and sat at my computer to conduct my daily research into the global scale of things. Today, however, was pleasantly different. Normally when I review articles I see the usual “corrupt cop,” “Evil Politician,” “This actor did this,” You know the usual stuff. Today, as I said, was very different. I came across an article regarding the excommunicated pastor of the Westboro Baptist Church, Fred Phelps. When it comes to this I have to try… and I mean really try to have some form of sympathy for this family.
Looking into the life of Fred, however, I see a life of hatred and bigotry to an extreme level. This level being to such an extreme that he actually would protest the funerals of children. As of now, I can only presume he’s dying of old age but it’s unknown at this time. As I read the article, one thing did stand out: His family managed to turn this event into one of hatred. As you may know, some of the Phelps family were also excommunicated from the church for not following their twisted beliefs. I suppose hatred will always begot hatred… no matter who it is meant for.
Once in a while, when you look at American history, one just can’t help but be ashamed. For example, “All men are created equal.” Well, this statement was true at that time so long you were not African American, Asian, Mexican, etc. Eventually, however, we grew from that…or have we? Remember the women’s rights protests? You know, that time when women were not allowed to vote? As I said, “all MEN…” In the 1960’s Dr. Martin Luther King gave his most famous speech, “I have a dream.” He gave this speech with the hope that everybody would be equal regardless of Nationality, gender, or other preferences. Looking into our world and Nation today I see very disturbing trends.
For example, since 9/11 I have noticed a very bigoted view toward Muslims in the United States. Okay, I get it, America is pissed off; I was pissed off. Homosexuals (LGBT) are banned under law from being able to marry aside a few select states. You see, the part where I stated that we grew from that was clearly a lie. The disturbing trend that has hidden itself within our culture is that of bigotry. We attack one group until we find a new group to attack. If you consider the groups that have, and are, attacked one can’t help but wonder, “Who’s next?”
Well, to answer that question: The American People as a whole. Don’t get me wrong, I do believe Government has its place but I don’t deny that something is seriously wrong with the current Administration. Gun Control, Obamacare (Look into that one… seriously,) and countless “hidden” policies that have seemingly slipped through Congress are only small tokens of what is yet to come. Dictatorship? Communism? Marxism? The thing is Americans are still in a position to be able to fight back; it is for this reason I started my Facebook page “War on Corruption.” However, I don’t want to just attack the administration, that just wouldn’t be fair. DHS buying thousands upon thousands of rounds of ammo… why? You tell me. The police force being used as “henchmen” for both Child Protective Services and representatives with hidden agendas… Something is wrong.
I entitled this post “United we failed.” I did so to make a statement about how the American people have freely given their rights up for “National Security,” Government corruption, and so fourth. To remind everybody of a dream that has yet to be seen, I have included Martin Luther King’s speech, “I have a dream.”
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the “unalienable Rights” of “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.”
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating: “For Whites Only.” We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until “justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.”¹
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest — quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “interposition” and “nullification” — one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; “and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.”2
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day — this will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim’s pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, and when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!3
As somebody who is proactive in the realm of politics, it isn’t uncommon that I see some rather horrifying stories. When The Patriot Act came around, I thought I would have to smack myself to see if I was dreaming; sadly that was just the start of the end for America. The act was supposed to tighten national Security with the intention of 9/11 being avoided in the future. the problem with this, however, it came with a hefty price: your freedom.
To my Amazement, the destruction of our Freedoms didn’t just stop there. I saw the birth of the Homeland Security and the TSA. Almost immediately I saw the damage they were doing. People at Airports were being pulled into backrooms and stripped searched for no apparent reason; to my understanding, this should have been a violation of the Constitution. However, Bush had found a way to justify it.
I saw the election of Obama and knew things would only get worst. I warned everybody I knew of the impending doom to come. “No, no, I think he’ll be a better President,” they said.
So far I have seen the DREAM Act passed which gives immunity to specific immigrants who are at risk of being deported. I have seen Obamacare, which is much more than just “healthcare.” I encourage that anybody who reads this do some research into that one.
Worst case scenario happened when we all saw Obama vow to act without the use of Congress. In America, this was an act that was simply unheard of… This was the beginning stages of a Dictatorship. With or without Congress, Obama would get gun control laws passed as a perfect example. “I need some proof.” I can hear those words coming out of your mouth even now. Good news, I have the article… enjoy.
The point to this writing is this: As Americans, we have a duty to defend our nation from both, domestic and foreign, threats. From my stance, Obama is a domestic threat to our Nation with an approval rating at approx. 38% (Last I had checked anyways.) The sad part is I haven’t seen much action from the people. I don’t see petitions being signed… I don’t see another Boston Tea Party. These are my thoughts for the day.
War on Corruption
For many years, I have taken a personal interest in Politics. Everyday it seems the corrupted are growing more powerful and the citizens are becoming a weakened force. One day, many years ago, I recall asking myself, “What role can I take to fight this corruption?” after a few days, I had my answer; I would become an activist. My agenda is to expose Child Protective Services, the police, Congress, and so fourth for what they truly are. However, because activists seem to only recently come out of the wood work, I sometimes wonder if it is to late. Even so, I fight for a belief I strongly uphold. Soon, I will be posting your rights and encourage you to share this blog with everybody you know. Until next time.
You see it in the news, you see it in speeches, the corruption of our Government spreading like a viral infection. It knows no boundaries. It infects the police force, CPS, Congress…nobody is safe from this contagion. The fight can be won and it will be. Through activists such as ourselves, we will take back our Country and scream “NO MORE!” We will not allow the Government to illegally search us in airports, we will not standby as Police brutally attack innocent people, we will not watch another innocent child get taken by CPS. If you stand for something more than yourself, this blog and my Facebook are for you. Join the Revolution!