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Friday, March 30, 2012

"What's Going On"?


"Mother mother...there's too many of you crying. Father; father; father...there's far too many of you dying. You know we've got to find a way; to bring some lovin here today...". These are the immortal words of the late iconic Marvin Gaye, who recorded this song on a hit album by the same title in the early 1970"s. It immediately became the theme song for a race of people in the United States of America...Black Americans who sought after answers to the hundreds of "whys" plaguing us. 


In a decade that was ripe with extreme racial unrest, political corruption, and the fall out from the Viet Nam war, this song was a fitting mantra. We asked "what's going on?" about racial bias and prejudices, bigotry, violence in the streets and the lack of opportunities for a better way of life among our people. The truly tragic thing about all of this is that some forty-odd years later...we are asking the same question for many of the same reasons.


Sadly, the same biases and prejudices are alive and well. Oh, not as much as before, and not so easily recognized, but as thinly veiled as it may appear...make no mistake...we can see, touch and witness to it. The ugliness has taken on new forms and has morphed into something that is shielded under and by indifference, apathy, and two-faced personalities. It can almost be called a case of "the better to know the devil" because too many times we just don't know who we are facing and where their head is on the above issues. Who can be trusted and who are the mock sympathizers? Not fully referred to as "the enemy" but not actually a friend; thus the phrase "frenemy" can be applied. These are those who straddle the fence and to our faces will agree with the happenings of society as applied to Black Americans, but would they be your tie-breaker in a standoff, or march with you in a protest?


Here's the thing; yes I am thrilled that the violence of the 60's and 70's is behind us. I am equally thrilled that there are no organized protests, no policemen beating us with fire hoses, and clubs. Happy that our children of today can go to school and play with each other...brown and white together. I am eternally grateful to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. for ALL of his efforts to promote racial harmony. 


But, even though we have come so very far and conditions and situations have improved drastically, the underlying hatred for Black Americans remains. No matter how well educated or prosperous we become, we still cannot say we have arrived. Yes, I do believe that part of the problems lie with our own, and many of us (especially our Black males ) have become stereotyped. And no, I don't think that the majority of us a proud race of people are whining about anything. Just as it was then, it is the same now...we want to know what's going on? How do we emerge from that mold?


So, I guess maybe this is one of the timeless questions that while it may have an answer, it has no answers. Yea..that's right and it's deep too. A real conundrum. And it may remain so for many years to come. I hope not. While we have made significant progress let us not be satisfied to let that progress rest on its laurels. We want to always be in a mode of continuous improvement so that the next generation that asks the question "what's going on"? will find a satisfactory solution not just an answer.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

The Magic of Pretend...A Christmas Story

Christmas. The most wonderful time of the year! We look forward in unabashed excitement and glee to the celebration of love and joy that is Christmas. We know that the real reason for the season is of course...the Holy Birth of Jesus and many little kids learn the song "Happy Birthday Jesus" in Christian schools and in Sunday School. But there is a commercial side to the holiday season that has a very strong pull to even the staunchiest Christian. We like that part too, and we throw ourselves into the planning, the decorating, the shopping and the best part...the cooking and eating with a gladness that is unmatched any other season of the year(with the exception perhaps of summer vacation).

What really makes this time of the year so bright and jolly is the contagious excitement we see in our grandchildren. Oh boy; do they get extra spoiled at Christmas! Parents may ask us to "cut back" some on toys (my own son informed me lovingly of course; that any toys Santa may put under their tree from me had to be subsequently transferred to my house) and believe me that is not a problem. We may have a tendency to give more than we should but isn't that a part of living up to the "Grand" in Grandmother?

Children who still believe in Santa have an innocence about them that is so precious. I'm a really big kid and I do believe! I do I do believe! Kids can talk to Santa at the mall, write him letters to drop off in his special mailbox, and actually believe that their wishes will come true and all of the toys and gifts they asked for will magically appear under the tree on the grand Christmas morning. So we pretend there is a holly jolly fat guy in a red and white suit who comes down the chimney or through the back door left open just for him with a giant bag of toys. Some are hoping to get their bills paid; to keep their utilities and their cable on.

We pretend that he ate the ham sandwich and the slice of chocolate cake left on the kitchen counter. And in the midst of this pretense we feel a magical pull that we might find very hard to deny or to resist, because we are looking for something to believe in.We desperately want to believe that one day there will be peace on earth, and that world hunger will be eliminated, poverty will cease and cures will be found for diseases and sicknesses. The wonder of Christmas and what it puts into our hearts and minds make it possible to believe these things will come to pass as long as we BELIEVE!

Believing requires faith, and faith requires belief. So for a few weeks each year we engage ourselves in this magic and we sprinkle stardust over our lives, we put paid to animosity and strife and sing"Joy to the World", Silent Night","Silver Bells" and "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" and all is well with the universe. What would truly magical is if we would keep this mindset the whole year through and if every one of us would not be content to just sit by and watch, but to become actively involved in our communities to bring about peace and prosperity. We don't know the strength of our own abilities to bring about change, and then maybe...just maybe...the magic of pretend can become the magic of reality.

Merry Christmas !
The Real Grandmothers of Charlotte