I traditionally abhor marching, the Martin Luther King -type march. It’s my opinion that there are too many marches and too little action. The march planned this weekend, then, in Washington D.C., commemorating the 50th anniversary of Dr. King’s “I Have a Dream” speech doesn’t move me. Sorry. It just doesn’t. That thousands… Read More Justice Matters
As I have watched the festivities surrounding President Barack Obama’s second inauguration, concurrently being celebrated alongside the birthday of Rev. Martin Luther King, I find myself courting a different dream…and that is that the president’s presence, power and persistence in spite of tremendous odds, that more and more African-American boys will have someone in… Read More A Different Dream
For the past week, I have not been able to get the families of the victims of the shooting in Newtown at Sandy Hook Elementary School off my mind. I have always said that Christmas, for the hype about the season being the “most wonderful time of the year,” is actually very depressing for a… Read More Muttering in Times of Pain
I had been thinking about Rodney King, the African-American man who had been brutally beaten by police officers 20 years ago in Los Angeles, when suddenly, his face and name appeared on CNN. I had been thinking about him because, as I have observed the Trayvon Martin situation, it feels like justice might just elude… Read More Dreams Deferred
If, as Ross Douthat says in his new book, Bad Religion: How We Became a Nation of Heretics, “at the deepest level, every human culture is religious,” then what in the world is wrong with this world? Religion supposedly gives us as individuals, the guide for living moral and right lives; almost every religion teaches… Read More O God, Where Art Thou?