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celebrating greatness

Brayden

This past August my wife and I were in Atlanta for a conference. On the last day of the conference we decided to visit the Martin Luther King Jr. National Historical Site. In what ended up being the highlight of our visit, we walked from our hotel down Auburn Avenue, taking in the historical richness of the neighborhood, to the museum itself. Stepping onto the plaza and seeing the Behold monument, I felt tears welling up. I expected to find the visit inspirational, tragic, and motivating, but I didn’t expect to be overcome like that. Yet, as we walked around the neighborhood and museum, seeing the King birth home and the burial site, I sensed that we were on holy ground.

On this day that we celebrate Martin Luther King Jr. and the civil rights cause, I just want to take a moment to recognize his greatness. America was changed by his words, actions, and the movement he inspired. This morning Brad DeLong posted King’s letter from Birmingham jail. From that letter comes this pointed reminder of why there will always be a need for activism and why activism may be one of the most potent indicators of our patriotism and freedom of political expression:

We know through painful experience that freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed. Frankly, I have yet to engage in a direct-action campaign that was “well timed” in the view of those who have not suffered unduly from the disease of segregation. For years now I have heard the word “Wait!” It rings in the ear of every Negro with piercing familiarity. This “Wait” has almost always meant ‘Never.” We must come to see, with one of our distinguished jurists, that “justice too long delayed is justice denied.”

We have waited .for more than 340 years for our constitutional and God- given rights. The nations of Asia and Africa are moving with jetlike speed toward gaining political independence, but we stiff creep at horse-and-buggy pace toward gaining a cup of coffee at a lunch counter. Perhaps it is easy for those who have never felt the stinging dark of segregation to say, “Wait.” But when you have seen vicious mobs lynch your mothers and fathers at will and drown your sisters and brothers at whim; when you have seen hate-filled policemen curse, kick and even kill your black brothers and sisters; when you see the vast majority of your twenty million Negro brothers smothering in an airtight cage of poverty in the midst of an affluent society; when you suddenly find your tongue twisted and your speech stammering as you seek to explain to your six- year-old daughter why she can’t go to the public amusement park that has just been advertised on television, and see tears welling up in her eyes when she is told that Funtown is closed to colored children, and see ominous clouds of inferiority beginning to form in her little mental sky, and see her beginning to distort her personality by developing an unconscious bitterness toward white people; when you have to concoct an answer for a five-year-old son who is asking: “Daddy, why do white people treat colored people so mean?”; when you take a cross-county drive and find it necessary to sleep night after night in the uncomfortable corners of your automobile because no motel will accept you; when you are humiliated day in and day out by nagging signs reading “white” and “colored”; when your first name becomes “nigger,” your middle name becomes “boy” (however old you are) and your last name becomes “John,” and your wife and mother are never given the respected title “Mrs.”; when you are harried by day and haunted by night by the fact that you are a Negro, living constantly at tiptoe stance, never quite knowing what to expect next, and are plagued with inner fears and outer resentments; when you no forever fighting a degenerating sense of “nobodiness” then you will understand why we find it difficult to wait. There comes a time when the cup of endurance runs over, and men are no longer willing to be plunged into the abyss of despair. I hope, sirs, you can understand our legitimate and unavoidable impatience.

Written by brayden king

January 15, 2007 at 7:26 pm

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