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Obama’s Historic Speech On Race

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Transcript of Obama’s speech on race available via CNN at:

www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/03/18/obama.transcript/index.html

Video of the speech available via MSNBC:

www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/23691239#23691239

It’s Not About Him Now–It’s About Us by Jim Wallis

It was an amazing day, and, we may look back to conclude it was a historic day. Before Barack Obama’s speech yesterday, after the now infamous statements from his former pastor; the issue seemed to be a test of him. But after what may go down as one of the most significant addresses ever given about the history and future of race in America, the issue may now be a test of us. The examination of a candidate was transformed yesterday into an examination of a nation.

A young African American leader, more than four decades ago, told us about his dream for our nation. Yesterday, another young leader, who is also a black man, outlined what it would take to make that dream into a “more perfect union.” No political leader has ever delivered such a comprehensive and, I would say, prophetic treatment of race in America.

Every American needs to watch and listen to Barack Obama’s speech about the future that the U.S. could have. And I would suggest we watch the speech with our children. After watching, we should ask ourselves, and ask our children, if this is the vision for the U.S. that we and they really want. If it is, we will have moved from an issue over controversial comments to much higher ground. After the constant replaying of the same video tapes (which seems like a metaphor of our recent racial history in America), we listened to an invitation to turn the page and move forward.

We heard the vision of a new generation today, one that understands how injustice does indeed breed frustration and anger, but that to remain stuck in past anger and present frustration can be counter-productive and even self-destructive. We heard a vision characterized not by incendiary recrimination but by the possibility of changing the realities that have kept us stuck in a racial “stalemate” and a mired in a “cynical” and “static” view of America’s painful divides. This was a speech that actually posited new hope for opportunity and equality, and even the beginning of the kind of racial reconciliation and unity which few have dared to speak of since the end of the civil rights movement.

We heard a political leader who, as a black man, can also sympathize with white resentment and frustration over racial politics, and who can see both the anger of a black mentor and the racial stereotypes of a white grandmother as both part of him and part of America. The most honest and compelling speech about race in decades could open the promise of a deeper national conversation about our racial past and future than we have had for some time. Obama’s speech leaves the choice to us. The issue now is whether we will choose not to allow the angry and frustrating past prevent a more fair and hopeful future; or whether we will be forever bound by that past. To the question of whether race will continue to divide and conquer our hopes for a better America, Barack Obama had his answer, “Not this time.” Now we each have to answer the question for ourselves.

This is not just about a candidate now, or a campaign; it is about the country and the choices we have to make about whether we will decide to bind our progress to one another - including those beyond our own tribe. Ask your children what they would have us do.

 

The Speech, part 2 by David Kuo

I’ve watched the speech again in its entirety and I am more blown away by it than I was the first time around.

There are few political speeches in the last 50 years that are its equal and fewer still that are superior to it. One is left to think of RFK’s speech on the back of a truck in Indianapolis in 1968 telling the city that King was dead or of Rep. Barbara Jordan’s opening statement in the Nixon impeachment hearings or of King’s Dream speech or of Reagan at the Wall.

It was a speech of profound respect for America and for Americans. It didn’t try and sound bite its way around dicey issues, it didn’t try and spin its way out of trouble. Instead it paid tribute to its audience by treating the audience as grown men and women capable of understanding and appreciating a nuanced argument on a controversial and divisive issue.

Ironically this very fact may lead to short term political tribulation for Sen. Obama. It was a hard speech to synthesize for the evening news and for newspapers and for bloggers. No sound bite, taken alone was representative of the speech as a whole.

To wit, one of the quotes that has appeared in many stories is the one in which he said he could no more disown Rev. Wright than he could disown the black community. Without the benefit of context that sounds like a fairly incendiary remark.

But read the context:

Like other predominantly black churches across the country, Trinity embodies the black community in its entirety – the doctor and the welfare mom, the model student and the former gang-banger. Like other black churches, Trinity’s services are full of raucous laughter and sometimes bawdy humor. They are full of dancing, clapping, screaming and shouting that may seem jarring to the untrained ear. The church contains in full the kindness and cruelty, the fierce intelligence and the shocking ignorance, the struggles and successes, the love and yes, the bitterness and bias that make up the black experience in America.

And this helps explain, perhaps, my relationship with Reverend Wright. As imperfect as he may be, he has been like family to me. He strengthened my faith, officiated my wedding, and baptized my children. Not once in my conversations with him have I heard him talk about any ethnic group in derogatory terms, or treat whites with whom he interacted with anything but courtesy and respect. He contains within him the contradictions – the good and the bad – of the community that he has served diligently for so many years.

I can no more disown him than I can disown the black community.

It is a stunning section of oratory. This liberal black politician is saying yes, there is cruelty and shocking ignorance and bitterness and bias not only in his church but in the black community. This is something that conservatives have been chiding liberal politicians about for years and here Obama is saying it.

The speech must be seen in full or read in full to really appreciate its genius. If you haven’t done so, take the time and watch. If you have, watch again because you will probably have to wait a very, very long time to hear anything like it ever again.

A note here. I do not write this as an Obama partisan. There is much, much that I admire about him. I love the campaign that he is running. I love how he is inspiring once apathetic kids to get involved. I love his vision for a united states of America.
But there is much about him that I do not like. I am, at the end of the day, a conservative and he is a liberal and there are lots of policies differences between us. I fail to understand, for instance, how a man who wants to unite could have been one of the few people to vote against banning partial-birth abortions.

I am also gravely concerned about the exploitation of faith for political ends. It is no more admirable in Barack Obama than it is in George W. Bush.

I say this to emphasize my estimation of the speech. It was that good. He is that good. I just hope the rest of America - including the media - is up to the challenge he laid out today… a challenge to have a real dialogue about the things that ail us.
 

Singing about Peace and Justice–David LaMotte and The Cobalt Season

The Interfaith Peace & Justice Coffeehouse on March 8 at New York Avenue Presbyterian Church in D.C. was an incredible experience. Many thanks to David LaMotte, The Cobalt Season and Native Deen for sharing their message of peace  & justice and for everyone who came out to support the event. Here are videos of Dave LaMotte and The Cobalt Season’s performances. More videos of The Cobalt Season and Native Deen coming soon:

 

White Flour

David LaMotte shared this poem Saturday evening at the Interfaith Peace & Justice Coffeehouse. A recording of David perfoming the piece can be found at www.davidlamotte.com. It’s a brilliant piece of work. Hope you enjoy.

White Flour

by David LaMotte

(a true story about events that occurred on May 26, 2007. © 2007 Lower Dryad Music)

The day was bright and sunny as most May days tend to be
In the hills of Appalachia down in Knoxville, Tennessee
The men put on their uniforms and quickly took their places
In white robes and those tall and pointed hoods that hid their faces

Their feet all fell in rhythm as they started their parade
They raised their fists into the air, they bellowed and they brayed
They loved to stir the people up, they loved when they were taunted
They didn’t mind the anger, that’s precisely what they wanted

As they came around the corner, sure enough, the people roared
They couldn’t quite believe their ears, it seemed to be – support?
Had Knoxville finally seen the light, were people coming ‘round?
The men thought for a moment that they’d found their kind of town

But then they turned their eyes to where the cheering had its source
As one their faces soured as they saw the mighty force
The crowd had painted faces, and some had tacky clothes
Their hair and hats outrageous, each had a red foam nose

The clowns had come in numbers to enjoy the grand parade
They danced and laughed that other clowns had come to town that day
And then the marchers shouted, and the clowns all strained to hear
Each one tuned in intently with a gloved hand to an ear

“White power!” screamed the marchers, and they raised their fisted hands
The clowns leaned in and listened like they couldn’t understand
Then one held up his finger and helped all the others see
The point of all this yelling, and they joined right in with glee

“White flour!” they all shouted and they felt inside their clothes
They pulled out bags and tore them and huge clouds of powder rose
They poured it on each other and they threw it in the air
It got all over baggy clothes and multi-colored hair

All but just a few of them were joining in the jokes
You could almost see the marchers turning red beneath white cloaks
They wanted to look scary, they wanted to look tough
One rushed right at the clowns in rage, and was hauled away in cuffs

But the others chanted louder marching on around the bend
The clowns all marched along with them supporting their new friends
“White power!” came the marchers’ cry — they were not amused
The clowns grew still and thoughtful; perhaps they’d been confused?

They huddled and consulted, this bright and silly crowd
They listened quite intently, then one said “I’ve got it now!”
“White flowers!” screamed the happy clown and all the rest joined in
The air was filled with flowers, and they laughed and danced again

“Everyone loves flowers! And white’s a pretty sort!
I can’t think of a better cause for marchers to support!”
Green flower stems went flying like small arrows from bad archers
White petals covered everything, including the mad marchers

And then a very tall clown called the others to attention
He choked down all his chuckles, and said “Friends I have to mention
That what with all the mirth and fun it’s sort of hard to hear
But now I know the cause that these strange marchers hold so dear

“Tight showers!” the clown blurted out, and hit his head in wonder
He held up a camp shower and the others all got under
Or at least they tried to get beneath, they strained but couldn’t quite
There wasn’t room for all of them, they pushed, but it was tight

“White Power!” came their marchers’ cry, quite carefully pronounced
The clowns consulted once again, then a woman clown announced
“I’ve got it! I’m embarrassed that it took so long to see
But what these marchers march for is a cause quite dear to me!”

“Wife power!” she exclaimed and all the other clowns joined in
They shook their heads and laughed at how mistaken they had been
The women clowns were hoisted up on shoulders of the others
Some pulled on wedding dresses, “Here’s to wives and mothers!”

The men in robes were angry and they knew they’d been defeated
They yelled a few more times and then they finally retreated
And when they’d gone a black policeman turned to all the clowns
And offered them an escort to the center of the town

The day was bright and sunny as most May days tend to be
In the hills of Appalachia down in Knoxville, Tennessee
People joined the new parade, the crowd stretched out for miles
The clowns passed out more flowers and made everybody smile

And what would be the lesson of that shiny southern day?
Can we understand the message that the clowns sought to convey?
Seems that when you’re fighting hatred, hatred’s not the thing to use
So here’s to those who march on in their massive, silly shoes

The Mud, Blood and Spit Of It All

Jacob Brownowski, “The Ascent of Man: Science & Auschwitz”

Also read Psalm 40:1-3  and John 9:1-7

Java Casa Para La Paz Y Justicia

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Over the past few weeks I’ve been helping Kirk Johnston of Presbyterian Peace Fellowship and Clay Thomas, afriend from Columbia Seminary & organizer of The  Christian Peace Witness for Iraq in D.C., March 8-10, put together the Faith-Based Peace & Justice Coffeehouse.  It’s going to be a great show with music of David LaMotte, Native Deen and The Cobalt Season. Check out the press release (which David Lamotte, who has been a great resource of wisdom for the event, had a hand in editing) Help us spread the word and if you can come out to hear voices coming together to proclaim peace and justice in the world.

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WASHINGTON D.C. MARCH 8, 2008- A once-in-a-lifetime musical event is coming to the nation’s capitol on Saturday March 8, from 7:30-10 p.m. in the upper hall of New York Avenue Presbyterian Church, for an Inter-Faith-Based Peace and Justice Coffeehouse featuring folk band The Cobalt Season; the hip-hop and R&B trio Native Deen; and the singer-songwriter David LaMotte.

The free event is sponsored by Christian Peace Witness for Iraq, an ecumenical group of various partner peace organizations who are committed to raising a Christian voice for peace, and  bringing people from various backgrounds together to enable the work of peace and justice (www.christianpeacewitness.org). Christian Peace Witness invites you, your family, your congregation and your neighbors to come to the nation’s capitol from Thursday, March 6, 2008 through Monday, March 10 to pray and act for peace in Iraq.

Christian Peace Witness hopes to empower participants to advocate for peace in their communities, countries and the world. “We will carry our public witness to the halls of government power, calling our leaders to embody values fundamental to the Christian tradition-and shared in other traditions-that truly make for communities of prosperity, security, and justice.”

David LaMotte (http://www.davidlamotte.com/)

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David LaMotte is a veteran of 2,000 concerts in 47 states and on four continents. The Boston Globe says he “pushes the envelope with challenging lyrics and unusual tunings, but he also pays homage to folk tradition,” and folk music magazine Dirty Linen calls him “a folk poet of elegant simplicity.”

Currently, he is on a “farewell tour” which will take him all over the U.S., as well as to Europe and Australia, before he puts his music career on hold to pursue his vocation as a peacemaker. He has been named a 2008 Rotary World Peace Fellow, and will move to Australia in 2009 to pursue a Masters Degree in Peacemaking at the University of Queensland.

Native Deen (www.nativedeen.com)

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D.C. based Native Deen (Joshua Salaam, Abdul-Malik Ahmad and Naeem Muhammad) is a fusion of Hip-hop and R&B flavors. Deen is an Arabic word for religion or way of life. Using their unique talents and passion for spreading the message of Islam, the trio has embarked upon a professional career in the music industry to highlight issues confronting Muslims living in America, emerging as one of the leading Islamic Nasheed groups.

Native Deen uses only percussion instruments. This has not hindered the group’s musical creativity but has resulted in evocative audio efforts that have resulted in sounds that are a fusion of street rap, Hip-hop & R&B. Their music and positive message have been embraced by people of all ages and backgrounds, from Islamic clerics to non-Muslims.  The group has toured extensively throughout North America as well as Europe, Africa, the Middle East, and Asia.

The Cobalt Season (http://thecobaltseason.com/site/)

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The San-Francisco based-band describes themselves as “a few idealistic hopefuls who daily face personal limitations and worldwide inconsistencies…we also play instruments and sing in an acoustic trio. We wonder aloud: How are we to live faithfully as people of hope, of love, of mercy and justice? How can we cry out for fairer practices in the world AND work to live more fairly in our own lives? How can we transcend our current categories for something more generous and loving?”

Let It Ring

 

I was viewing a friend’s MySpace page when the profile song, “Let It Ring” by Amy Ray of the folk duo The Indigo Girls, began playing.  Although I’ve been a big fan of Amy Ray and Emily Saliers’ music for the past 20 years, I had never heard this song which comes from Amy’s second solo album “Prom” released in 2005.  This amazing song struck a deep chord within me, especially considering the current state of world affairs on this New Year’s Eve.

Amy Ray has not made an official video for the song as far as I know, however, I discovered that a MySpace member created one to post on YouTube that fits perfectly with Ray’s powerful and stirring music and message.

May there be more love and hope and less evil and hate in the New Year.

Let it ring!

Let It Ring Lyrics by Amy Ray of The Indigo Girls

When you march stand up straight.
When you fill the world with hate
Step in time with your kind and
Let it ring

When you speak against me
Would you bring your family
Say it loud pass it down and
Let it ring

Let it ring to Jesus ’cause he sure’d be proud of you
You made fear an institution and it got the best of you
Let it ring in the name of the one that set you free
Let it ring

As I wander through this valley
In the shadow of my doubting
I will not be discounted
So let it ring

You can cite the need for wars
Call us infidels or whores
Either way we’ll be your neighbor
So let it ring

Let it ring
in the name of the man that set you free
Let it ring

And the strife will make me stronger
As my maker leads me onward
I’ll be marching in that number
So let it ring

I’m gonna let it ring to Jesus
Cause I know he loves me too
And I get down on my knees and I pray the same as you
Let it ring, let it ring
‘Cause one day we’ll all be free
Let it ring

http://www.indigogirls.com/discographyandlyrics/otherrecordings/lyrics/prom.html