It's snowing. Several inches. Probably not enough to cancel school. Drat!
It's Martin Luther King Day. I spent some time thinking today about the Civil Rights Movement, progress, the crisis in Iraq and soon to be Iran, and reflected on peace. Thinking about peace made me think about internal and external peace. I worry about the fate of the world and wish there was someplace to go, some specific action to take. Instead, I wrote to Congress: my Senators and Representatives. I am urging them to focus on humanitarian goals instead of letting the War on Terror move into places that we as a nation aren't ready to go into. Wouldn't there be more success if we could finish one job before we spread into a third? Then I wonder about how we get our information. I did not hear/see the news to find out about the Iranian embassy invasion. Nope, I read about it on FARK--holy moly--on FARK, a news and satire site where anyone can submit articles of interest.
It's confusing. And more than anything I worry about my former students who are in the thick of it--Sam, DJ, Malcolm, Brian... how they will never be the same guys, never be carefree again.
We shall overcome, and then there will be more to overcome. I've been put down, humiliated, shamed, disrespected, excluded and threatened because of who I am. How insane is that? Maybe it's my awareness that it's not right... aww, I donno.
Time for bed, I don't need to ramble on like this or work myself up before trying to go to bed.
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow is a new day. (get over it, it's poetic license!)
What if this is as good as it gets?
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