Just as the 23 year old John Lewis spoke on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in 1963, so the 22 year old Amanda Gorman stood at the other end of the Mall, on the steps of the Capitol in which John Lewis served until he died, and she is taking this nation one more step forward.
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I'm a Lutheran pastor with a bachelors degree in math and economics to go with a masters and Ph.D. in religion. Like Marcy and others here at Emptywheel, I've got a lot of experience in the close reading of various texts, whether religious texts, legal opinions, political speeches, or governmental regulations. Years ago, before it was a dirty word, I was an intern at the State Department. While my career path took me into the ministry rather than the Foreign Service, I continue to follow the ins and outs of international affairs. For several years, I also regularly blogged at Firedoglake on religion and politics, foreign affairs, and just about anything else that caught my attention, and am delighted to return to blogging here at Emptywheel.
While Donald and the Grifters were doing their worst this year in DC/Mar-a-Lago, and Boris and the Bunglers were doing the same in the UK, there were others doing other things that were absolutely spectacular.
Donald Trump has been having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day for the last 6 weeks. The worst was Sunday, when he got dumped by Vladimir Putin.
Everyone has a list of writers who have shaped their lives. John Le Carré sits on mine, and this extraordinary writer died yesterday.
Politco writes about Trump staffers and what they will face in a post-Trump world. They say they’ll be just fine, but I think they are more worried than they are letting on . . .
You know that once the voting is over, Trump will be looking for vengeance against those he perceives as having wronged him or failed him.
Since high school, I worked on a number of campaigns, from local school board stuff to Paul Simon’s presidential campaign and a bunch at every level in between. One thing I’ve never forgotten is simple: read the election law. With all the “will we have a winner on Election Night?” blather, it seems few in the media have bothered to do that one very simple thing.
I went to bed in tears last night.
They weren’t tears of pain or shock or outrage. They were the tears you cry when the last of your grandparents “goes home.” They’re the tears of grief at the loss you’ve suffered, and the tears that say “It’s your turn now.” You have to tell the stories you learned at their knees, as you go on to make a difference in the lives of others as they made a difference in your life.
I’m still in tears this morning, because I’ve got lots of stories to tell.
Martin Luther King’s “Letter from a Birmingham Jail” is more than 50 years old, yet it reads like it was written yesterday. In that letter, King identified “the great stumbling block in the stride toward freedom” not as the hoodwearing Klanners or the poltically powerful White Citizens Council folks, but the Moderate. Fortunately, King also identfied the cure to that block, if only we’d embrace it.
BBQ: In KC, it’s how we recognize the Apocalypse, and it’s also a beacon of hope.