Tuesday, December 14, 2004

The Progessive Movement - Grassroots

Whatever you may think of Michael Moore, this piece reflects pretty much where I believe we ought to be heading these days. The good words -- included in this piece -- from Mel Giles, an abuse counselor, are prophetic, I believe. Those words read, in part:

"First, you must admit you are a victim. Then, you must declare the state of affairs unacceptable. Next, you must promise to protect yourself and everyone around you that is being victimized. You don't do this by responding to their [Dubya's minions] demands, or becoming more like them, or engaging in logical conversation, or trying to persuade them that you are right. You also don't do this by going catatonic and resigned, by closing up your ears and eyes and covering your head and submitting to the blows, figuring its over faster and hurts less if you don't resist and fight back.

"Instead, you walk away. You find other folks like yourself, 57 million of them, who are hurting, broken, and beating themselves up. You tell them what you've learned, and that you aren't going to take it anymore. You stand tall, with 57 million people at your side and behind you, and you look right into the eyes of the abuser and you tell him to go to hell. Then you walk out the door, taking the kids and gays and minorities with you, and you start a new life. The new life is hard. But it's better than the abuse.


"We have a mandate to be as radical and liberal and steadfast as we need to be. The progressive beliefs and social justice we stand for, our core, must not be altered. We are 57 million strong. We are building from the bottom up. We are meeting, on the net, in church basements, at work, in small groups, and right now, we are crying, because we are trying to break free and we don't know how."


We'll certainly figure out how to break free. Hopefully, before the 2006 elections.

Right On!



1 comment:

Ryan Dunn said...

Wouldn't it be a great day if we had a presidential election that didn't come down to what happened in a swift boat 35 years ago, a stained blue dress, or not inhaling marijuana 30 years prior?