We, The People in Order to Form a More Perfect Union
This 4th of July last, I found myself ruminating on all that
I know about your country and mine. I decided to place what I
recalled inside my own place in cyberspace as a visual scrapbook of where we
have been as a nation. Sooner than later, my mind began to ramble and sprawl as
minds - and epic tales - are wont to do. One thought led to another and well,
as it turns out, the country is a tad older than I remembered. So, as the world keeps turning, this is Part
One.
The American experiment is marvelous and fully worthy of
celebration. However, the pervasive strain of cruelty and oppression and the
irredeemable stains of slavery and genocide force anyone not subsumed in the culture of
jingoism to question the fundamental nature of our national character. Our
collective lust for violence is not easily explained and cannot be ignored. If
there is a deity on “our side” then I, for one, prefer said deity remain
sidelined and indifferent to our plight because, we the people, are quite capable
of muddling through and mucking it up all by ourselves.
They all laughed at Christopher Columbus when Amerigo Vespucci discovered his
own continent and named it after US!
