".
. .There is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the
warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of
gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds.
Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the
cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle
on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our
creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again,
we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul
force.The
marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not
lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white
brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to
realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have
come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone."
Martin Luther King, August 28, 1963
Here it is, the morning after the heralded Glenn Beck "Restoring Honor"
rally, held on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial inches away from the
exact spot where Martin Luther King delivered his
"I have a Dream" speech exactly
47 years ago. (Beck claimed it was "coincidence" that his speech was
delivered then and there, but we know Beck so we know better.)
So the crowds came and the numbers were relatively "vast", and we're in a
tizzy because it just shouldn't be. It's Glenn Beck in charge and he's
a mean one, and there's fear of a sullying or a misremembering or a
watering-down of MLK's glorious words.
Fear not, oh, please. Crowds are what we have with Glenn Beck but
resonance is what we cherish with the Rev. Martin Luther King. When we
quote entire phrases from Dr. King, even now, after nearly a
half-century, we're uplifted by their goodness and reminded of his
courage and his deeds. He brought us around to his way of thinking at a
time when there was still so much resistance to the notion of racial
equality. We look back now (most of us who lived through it) and wonder
how we could have been so blinded for so long, until true leaders--good
men and women willing to lay down their lives for the kind of justice
that should have been theirs all along--spoke to us in words and actions
we could finally understand.
This is what Glenn Beck wants his flock to believe he's doing now.
Yesterday's Beck put on his religious cloak and preached goodness and
mercy and a back-to-God message that might have brought tears to our
eyes, had we not known about the Beck-Before-Yesterday.
That is the Beck he's going to have to live down if we're to believe
anything he said at the MLK "I Have A Dream" site. Glenn Beck's history
is neither as a peaceful organizer nor as a man of God. He's not even a
man of the people. He is a man of the person, an island unto himself.
This is his show, his shtick, and tomorrow the matinee will have
changed and on the screen will be Glenn Beck, the actor, in yet another
role designed to keep his paying audience riveted and agitated.
It's possible that he'll like this role so much he'll do an encore and
we'll see him in MLK makeup for a while longer, but Beck is Beck and not
that good at the kind of discipline that would require him to maintain
the persona.
He is smart enough, however, to know his own people. They're not
peacemakers, either, and they won't tolerate this for long. It's all an
act, it's all a game, and they're playing because they think there's
something in it for them. Their goal is to destroy the "others" (that's
us) and "take back" the country (our country--all of ours).
It won't happen.
Glenn Beck and
Sarah Palin stood on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial and spoke to a
huge crowd of their followers. That was the significance of yesterday.
The significance of MLK's "I have a dream" speech 47 years ago to the
day is that we still remember it and we still honor the man who gave it. We still believe in the America he dreamed about, and we still understand our roles in preserving it.
Glenn Beck tried to dilute that message yesterday and he failed.
Curtain down.
Finis.
(Cross-posted at Ramona's Voices
here)