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My own banner actually got on local CBS news back in 2003:
"Thou shalt NOT KILL, Mr. Bush! Thou shalt NOT STEAL Iraq's oil! Thou shalt NOT BEAR FALSE WITNESS to the American people!!"
My husband has preached peace and anti-war messages as much as he can, to witness to our blue collar south Chicago parish. Most of our folks voted for Kerry, far as I can tell, though we have a knot of hardliners (mostly young "tough" men who don't attend church) who have drunk all the Kool-aid.
Bush destroyed Fallujah precisely at that time to literally get away with murder. Most of us have been 24/7 trying to overturn this stolen election, ie, to undertake a change in the whole Iraq policy. Some of us have been seemingly sick unto death from our own sense of helplessness, and from all the viruses suddenly popping around.
My own faith journey: I had to give it to God. It is too big for me. Life passes so fast, and so much happens every day, I have so many hurting ones to care for as it is. Only He can see how it is the whole world turns.
But I am SICK every time I think of Fallujah, and now, the destroyed cultural treasures. Napalm in a holy city!! Bush will go down as the biggest war criminal of all time!!
Really, dear friends, if you could just understand. We Americans are a captured people, ruled by those we did not choose! We are also the victims of so much propaganda. People are not even aware that this election was really stolen, let alone that we were even IN Fallujah!
I include for anyone who is interested a Niemoeller-like dirge I wrote last fall. Prescient about Dan Rather, or, I guess, based on comments he'd made to the British press. :-/
But I DO believe that the Lord of Righteousness is breathing down their necks! And there are signs everywhere of multiple dams beginning to break. Me, I need to be in prayer, and in confession.
Peace to all.
Dirge for the 21st American century....
With a grateful nod to the Lutheran pastor the Rev Martin Niemöller, c. 1940's...
At first it was "felons" who were prevented in YR2000 from having the "right to vote," but I wasn't a felon, so I didn't speak up.
Then we heard tales that many African Americans were physically intimidated and actually prevented from voting that year, but I wasn't African American, so I did not speak up.
Then 9-11 happened, and we heard that certain people, all Muslims with Arabic, funny sounding names, were being arrested, but I wasn't a Muslim, so I didn't speak up.
Then we heard stories about even American Muslims with funny sounding names being sent to places like Gitmo and being charged and tried in secret, but I wasn't an Arab American, so I didn't speak up.
I then remember the peace marches, and hearing that some Americans were called traitors for daring to say that pre-emptive war against a country that didn't threaten us was wrong, but I wasn't sure about the WMDs, and I wasn't a peacenik, so I didn't speak up.
I then started to notice the body count of Operation Enduring Freedom was mounting, and I saw that one bereaved father, and several mothers, were blaming the President for lying to get us into war, but I wasn't the parent of a dead American soldier, so I turned away from the flag draped coffins, and again, did not speak.
I noted the many suffering joblessness in this struggling economy. I read about the lack of health care for more and more middle class, as well as poor, Americans. I noted that many with overtime working hours seemed exhausted, yet no more secure, their kids running wild in the street. But my own job was still secure, and my own kids are safe, so I saw no real need to speak up.
I heard of the upcoming election, and I heard that "liberals" and Democrats were actually "terrorists," and I saw many arrested in orange nets in NYC during the RNC convention. I saw thugs kick a female AIDS activist when she fell to the floor. I saw a grown man, a convention delegate, pull one demonstrator out by her hair! But I was at home, safe, in my living room, and I wouldn't know who to speak to anyway.
Then I saw that the criticism of the government was getting to the point where the networks were actually starting to question some of the big things. But Dan Rather was "necklaced" and the criticisms stopped. And I wasn't Dan Rather, or any kind of news person, certainly not connected with a network, or even a blog. So again, I did not speak up.
Finally, I noticed that things were quieter, fewer people were shouting, no more mass demonstrations, no more uncomfortable questions from reporters, things seemed to be running much more "smoothly"....then I heard a knock on my door. Who was left now--to speak up for ME?
--L Cecsarini 9/04
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