07 February 2011
Reflections on a Troubled Land and the Courage and Conviction of Her People
Watching a news report (a pretty bad one at that) on a corporate-owned media outlet, a reporter speaking on the events taking shape in Egypt, said with some conviction and perhaps some arrogance, that revolutions don't take place in countries (read, the U.S.)where people are living large. Really? Just like our allies in Egypt fighting for an end to political corruption, high unemployment, poverty, we can find threads of similarities that should have us out in the street, millions and millions strong. The U.S. has just been able to mask the problems polarizing us as a nation. But they're not really fooling anybody, are they? So why are we so quiet? Why are we not protesting en mass?
This is the thought I am meditating on as I contemplate what it means to be a comrade in struggle, as I mindfully applaud our sista and brothas in Egypt courageously standing up against a decades-long oppressive government, having the courage of their convictions to speak up and say to Hosni Mubarak, "No you can't," "You're fired! Get out! Step down!" I wish we could have displayed the same strength 30 years ago, when the political and economical wheels were set in motion that has brought us to where we are today. Sometimes we can't see the forest because the trees are filled with the bullshit of false promise, the leaves have all turned to iphones, the drama of the Kardashians, anything that prevents us from seeing and seeking truth and justice and shackles us in a state of consumerism. We are hurting, we are losing our minds and our souls to capitalism, just as the conservative powers that be are trying to turn the clock back to 1980. Are we willing to let that happen again? All hell is breaking loose, and we haven't even begun to realize just how much is at stake, already at stake. In my state of contemplative discourse, I pray for the courage of my convictions, for the stength I need to find words to envoke a spirit of revolution, change (long overdue), and to remain forever in solidarity with those struggles worldwide that often mimic our own. In love and struggle.