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General Patton Meets Mister Rogers At The Border

General Patton Meets Mister Rogers At The Border

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In my experience, most Christians – on the left no less than on the right – believe in whatever kind of God they want, or often need, to believe in. Fine. Fair enough. But in that case, neither left nor right can claim the name “Christian” and, at the same time, cite the Bible as, in any sense, being authoritative. If you are playing tennis, then you must abide by the rules of tennis. Therefore, you cannot play tennis and simultaneously claim to have defeated your opponent with a score of 5 under par. I.e., you cannot claim to worship God according to the dictates of your own private, idiosyncratic conscience, however enlightened such may be, and simultaneously play the “Christianity-game” by the rules of the publicly examinable document known as the Bible. If, as you claim, the Bible ...
I, too, sing America, Langston Hughes, Part Three

I, too, sing America, Langston Hughes, Part Three

injustice, poems, Poverty
AMERICAN POETRY: Langston Hughes' I, too, sing America was used in the opening ceremonies for the National Museum of African American History and Culture at the Smithsonian in DC. The poem predates the Civil Rights Movement by about ten years: I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I'll be at the table When company comes. Nobody'll dare Say to me, "Eat in the kitchen," Then. Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed-- I, too, am America. - Langston Hughes The photograph is by Fuzheado under CC BY-SA 4.0 license - Jamie Dedes (The Poet by Day and Coffee, Tea and Poetry)
LET AMERICA BE AMERICA AGAIN, Langston Hughes, Part Two

LET AMERICA BE AMERICA AGAIN, Langston Hughes, Part Two

injustice, poem, Poetry, Poverty
LET AMERICA BE AMERICA AGAIN Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free. (America never was America to me.) Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed— Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above. (It never was America to me.) O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe. (There’s never been equality for me, Nor freedom in this “homeland of the free.”) Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark? And who are you that draws your veil across the stars? I am the poor w...