My head is exploding from the never-ending stream of hate coming from the mouth of Donald Trump.
Barb Taub today posted this piece that reminded me of what we are, deep inside. This man tops my personal list of heros. For his heart and his soul and his devotion to our country.
Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget
falls drop by drop upon the heart,
until, in our own despair,
against our will,
through the awful grace of God.
—Aeschylus (525-426 BCE)
This morning I woke up and looked at the news. A US Presidential candidate had just given a speech in which he called for Muslim immigrants and visitors to the US to face, “…extreme, extreme vetting.”
I started thinking about speeches, and the powerful megaphone of those running for the right to lead the United States. For Donald Trump, that might mean a speech promising to “bomb the shit out of them“.
But my sister reminded me of another speech by another presidential candidate at a time when people also wondered if we could survive the hatred, mistrust, and violence. It remains one of the greatest speeches I’ve ever heard.
(63 days after Senator Robert Kennedy stood…
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