We The People


Some thoughts on who won on Tuesday.

We won.

The American people, the citizens who by majority rule, comprise the policy and philosophy of this maturing republic won. The Democrats, personified under the leadership of President-Elect Obama were selected to administer the governmental operation of this country for the next four years, but the winner is “We The People.”

Once again we became the evidence of our beliefs and by public example demonstrated to the world and to ourselves that democracy is still a valid and effective process.

We live in a pragmatic world, often fearful, sometimes cruel and we the people are not perfect, but collectively we strive to live up to the founding ideals of democracy. We shout, we argue, we debate, we accuse and when the votes are counted we accept, we forgive, we get together and we live in diverse harmony until we do it again. That’s greatness, that’s America.

The election of Barack Obama reminds us that it does not matter who you are or where you come from or the color of your skin, it only matters what one does with the manifesting dreams of freedom and opportunity. Congratulations!

Hope


It’s Election Day!

Here’s what I hope.

I hope the best team to secure our collective future wins the Presidential election.

I hope the two political sides come together not just in the spirit of cooperation, but in the physical compromise of genuine enthusiasm needed to correct past mistakes, end bickering and prepare a future for our children that is constructed in the grandest vision we can imagine.

I hope this will be the generation of politicians, old and young, who will see the futility of solving conflicts with force, who will see that borrowing from the future is futile for it destabilizes the foundations of legitimate sustained growth, who will pledge to look for the greater good, rather than seek partisan spoils, and who will finally choose to be of service, not just to serve for their own aggrandizement, longevity and advancement.

I hope that health care becomes a right not a pawn in the game of budget politics.

I hope that new examples set in the highest offices of our land become the bookmarks for the business ethics of wall street, main street, and the Sesame Streets of the world for there in lies the future of our planet.

I hope that educational opportunity at a fair price becomes the reality in our land for ignorance and sloth leads to civilization collapse.

I hope the ignorant, the prejudiced, the haters of our society and those who roam the world will find comfort in fairness, understanding in truth and honor in the lives and history they have.

I hope that we all understand that hope without action borders on arrogance and we have to participate to make this a good life, a productive life, a successful life and that we are not due abundance by virtue of birth.

I hope that this will be a time of unconditional love, of courtesy, of honoring our spirits as ONE.

Almost Over


It’s the Monday before Election Day and for some of us the responsibility is done. We’ve voted, but for others tomorrow is the day to exercise their right of choice in the most important election in fifty years.

I say fifty because I didn’t appreciate politics before the 1960 election of John F. Kennedy. Roosevelt was President when I was born and I remember Harry Truman and it wasn’t until 1964 that I was old enough to vote. I do remember the 1960 election as a teenager in college listening to the election returns on a small radio in my college dorm.

As I recall, JFK excited many of us to participate in the future of America. It was not a bad time for Americans, but we wanted something more. We were coming off eight Eisenhower years of peace and prosperity after the terrible years of austerity during World War Two. JFK energized the patriotic genome in many political neophytes and we became involved.

I think the political dichotomy of Barrack Obama and John McCain has excited the same latent genome switch in many Americans and whether the vote elects Obama or elects McCain that switch stays on for more Americans than ever before and politics is changed forever.

Important choices remind me of the great Iroquois Indian Nation who never made major decisions without first meeting and extrapolating the consequence of their decision to seven generations hence. Other interesting rules of the Iroquois were that only women could elect a chief or depose one. Only women could declare war.

We often forget living in this liberty melting pot that to get the pure red, white and blue of democracy you mix colors and beliefs and cultures together.

America began as a nation with a noble destiny to show a divergent and burgeoning world that freedom coupled with democracy is a noble path to greatness and from that greatness comes power and success.

America’s new President must make a commitment to be of service, not just to serve. America has not yet finished her revolutionary pledge to the integrity of an ideal. She is not done being a positive example of responsible and participatory government, nor is she finished being an inspiration to the oppressed of the world and imbuing perennial hope within a global citizenry. The inner covenant of Democracy, through equal opportunity and the pursuit of happiness, is still valid and universal.

The Congo


Nobody is paying much attention because we’ve got far more local issues with which to deal: the election, the economy and all of its attendant problems.

But in the Congo there is trouble. People are being killed and displaced because of insurgent and rebel actions. The Congo you say, what’s that got to do with me? In subtle ways it has a lot to do with each of us.

We are a planet of divergent tribes on convergent paths. We meet in symbolic counsel every once in awhile at the United Nations in New York and try to work it out.

Part of the problem seems to be when we are not together trying to find pathways to the greater good, we seem to forget our humanitarian and spiritual connection and that we have the power to stop indiscriminate killing, ethnic cleansing, genocide and religious degradation. Never forget we have the individual and collective power to say “NO!”

There is a way to remember we are all part of each other. The next time you enjoy a candy bar think of this.

The chocolate may have come from Ghana, the peanuts from the Sudan, the corn syrup from Iowa, the sugar from Ecuador, the butter from Australia, the paper from Canada, the ink for printing from the Congo, the fruit from Israel, and if the candy bar is wrapped in tin foil, it probably came from Thailand and if it has coconut, it probably came from the Philippines.

Add to this all the people it took to bring those products to market for export, and you have millions of people all over the world who have in some way contributed to your enjoyment of a simple candy bar.

Simple people in the Congo, family people who only want to live in peace and raise their families, are being murdered, forced to leave their homes in an indiscriminate disruption that warring factions have constructed and we and the rest of the world are too busy with our troubles to say, “NO!”

I often wonder how much shame our karma can endure before…

You can fill in the ending.