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Three Evils and an Ethic of Love: The Revolutionary Life and Work of Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. by Jeffery Nall

Three Evils and an Ethic of Love: The Revolutionary Life and Work of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. by Jeffrey Nall, Ph.D.

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“Light One Candle” if Politics in America is Depressing You!

Hello America, well I’m your native son.  Born to a Southern Woman and a Northern man.  I grew up listening to hillbilly music and classical opera.  I grew up with a decorated WW II veteran for a dad who was mean as hell and a mom whom my friends all loved and called her an angel.  My dad saw the bad in everyone while my mom saw only the good.  My father disowned me when I joined the military without telling him, while my mom wept for days when she found out I was gone.

Today we are here to witness the dawn of a new era of greed and empire.  Some of you are no doubt mourning the demise of the old era of greed and empire.  Many Americans including the rich, super-rich and mega-rich are out learning how to do the “Musk Frolic and Prance” as they await their expected epoch of profits and returns.  Even the poor who voted for Trump expect that in making America great again, Trump will give everyone a turkey for Christmas along with a free bottle of Jim Beam Bourbon.

For those of us who share less than kindly sentiments towards Trump, American Exceptionalism and Corporate Profits, it can be said that one person’s heaven is another person’s hell.  I know many of my friends woke up sick and petrified by the election results.  Years of trying to figure out how anyone could vote for such a character, were demolished in one horrific nightmare of populism which saw Trump actually win by a majority of the votes cast.

Some are now saying that it is time to regroup and rethink our strategies.  Many more have decided that the stress and frustrations are not worth it and have turned off the news and tried to shut Trump and his minions out of their minds.  It is hard to do this when everywhere you turn you see people jumping up and down celebrating Trump’s victory.  I want to share with you a very famous song (Light One Candle) which I think provides some inspirational thoughts.

This song goes back to the days of the Civil Rights movement but in terms of its subject matter dates back more than two thousand years.  I would like to interpret some of the stanzas and describe what they mean to me.  I recently heard this song again while listening to some old tapes.  I could not help but think how relevant it still is.  I hope it moves you the way it moved me.

First, here is some background information about the song from Wikipedia:

Light One Candle” is a song by the folk group Peter, Paul and Mary.  It is a popular Hanukkah song.  Peter, Paul, and Mary performed the song in concerts starting in 1982, before recording it for their 1986 studio album No Easy Walk to Freedom.

The lyrics commemorate the war of national liberation fought by the Maccabees against the Seleucid Greek empire from 167 to 141 BCE, a war described in the Books of the Maccabees and commemorated by the Jewish holiday of Hanukkah.  After Judah Maccabee and his army defeated the Syrian-Greek forces, the Jewish people according to custom cleansed and rededicated the Temple by lighting a Menorah, or a candelabra with nine branches.  There are eight branches surrounding a central branch which holds a special candle called a Shamash.  The Shamash is used to light each of the other candles one at a time.  According to the Talmud—an extensive collection of rabbinic law and biblical commentary written between 200 and 500 CE—the Maccabees found only a small amount of oil to light the candelabra.  It miraculously lasted 8 nights, resulting in Hanukkah’s nickname, “The festival of lights.”

Light One Candle by Peter, Paul and Mary

  1. Light one candle for the Maccabee children with thanks that their light didn’t die:

I want to give thanks for my life, my wife’s life, the lives of my friends and the lives of the many people who are still willing to fight the good fight for freedom and justice.  I give thanks for the people who will not give up and for whom the light of hope has not gone out.

  1. Light one candle for the pain they endured, when their right to exist was denied:

I want to light a candle so my eyes can see the hardship and sacrifice that so many people who have gone before me have endured.  I want to see with my heart and feel with my soul the pain that the heroes and heroines have endured who gave their last breath for my freedom and rights.

  1. Light one candle for the terrible sacrifice justice and freedom demand:

Let the sacrifices made by other always be illuminated in my eyes by this candle.  Never let the realization dim for me that you gain what you strive for in this world and that as Frederic Douglas so famously said: “Those who profess to favor freedom and yet depreciate agitation, are people who want crops without ploughing the ground”.

  1. But light one candle for the wisdom to know when the peacemaker’s time is at hand:

I light a candle that shows two wars being waged as I sit here at my computer.  I suspect many more wars are going on that I do not see.  The two wars the candle shows are killing innocent men, women and children each day while cries for peace and ceasefires are ritualistically ignored.  Day after day goes by while those with the power to stop the killings refuse to see the light shone by the candle.  Where are the leaders with the wisdom to know when the time for peacemaking is at hand?

maxresdefaultChorus:

Don’t let the light go out!

It’s lasted for so many years!

Don’t let the light go out!

Let it shine through our hope and our tears.

  1. Light one candle for the strength that we need to never become our own foe:

Pogo said that “We have met the enemy, and he is us.”  I light a candle so that I can see the truth and avoid the path of vengeance and retribution that guides so much of war.  It is easy to lose sight of the path that we want to be on and to go blindly down a trail that makes us “one of them.”  We become the “wolf that we feed.”

  1. And light one candle for those who are suffering, pain we learned so long ago:

I light one candle to see the grief and suffering that are afflicting humanity.  To see the many people who are in the shadows and cannot be seen.  The light from the candle shines on those who are deeply in distress but are being ignored.

  1. Light one candle for all we believe in, that anger not tear us apart:

I will light a candle to shine into my heart, to keep it from becoming dark.  A light to show me that all people who walk this earth deserve more than my scorn or wrath.  Under the light from this candle, we can all work together to made a better world for ourselves and our children.

  1. And light one candle to find us together, with peace as the song in our hearts:

Let the light from this candle shine like a million suns until we can all see the glow of peace that burns in every heart.  Humans from the beginning of time have sought peace wherever they have settled.  Let this light remind us of the common bond  that unites all of us in every part of the globe regardless of race, religion, gender or ideology.

Chorus:

Don’t let the light go out!

It’s lasted for so many years!

Don’t let the light go out!

Let it shine through our hope and our tears.

What is the memory that’s valued so highly

That we keep it alive in that flame?

What’s the commitment to those who have died

That we cry out they’ve not died in vain?

We have come this far always believing

That justice would somehow prevail

This is the burden, this is the promise

This is why we will not fail!

There are those who say keep the faith.  Those who say do not give up hope.  Those who say when you get knocked down, you only succeed by getting back up.  We cannot fail if we keep trying.  We can only fail when we stop trying.  The days ahead may see and probably will see many of our dreams destroyed.  We may see a world tilting towards injustice and cruelty.  It may become a landscape full of the wreckage of many of our hopes and desires.  But it is only our own despair which will defeat us.  Each of our voices are needed.  Each of us must carry a candle to illuminate the visions of what could and should be.

Chorus:

Don’t let the light go out!

Don’t let the light go out!

Don’t let the light go out!

How Education Destroyed Four Friends

I wrote this parable (allegory) eleven years ago.  It reflects a point of view that I think incorporates what is wrong with our education system today.  If you enjoy this story, but want a more objective and detailed analysis of the problems with our education system, please see my blog “Creating a Twenty First Century Education System.”   Feel free to share or repost either blog.    

Do you march to a different drummer?

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He (or she) marches to a different drummer. We all know someone who fits this description. Often, we might like to be that person. The person who seems true to themselves, who sets their own cadence, who charts their own path, who goes their own way and who is oblivious to time and other constraints.

Imagine, the person living in our society today who does not care about time or who sets their own time to live and to do things that the rest of us only dream about? We might say that it is impossible to manage by one’s own time. A person who sets time by their own clock in modern society is an anomaly. Is he or she someone who is simply out of place and a misfit in the 21st century? Or are they a true entrepreneur of time – a free spirit in a world demanding instant time gratification.  How many of us would like to be free from the myriad constraints that modern society places on us?

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Answer your phone, answer the door, answer your email, reply to your text message, don’t forget your appointment.  Where the hell did I put my cell phone? In a time oriented society, we march to the seconds, minutes, and incessant ticking of the clock. Time to go to work, time to go home, time to wake up, time to eat, time to play, time to sleep, time to watch TV, time for fun. Time, time, time becomes a never ending drumbeat. We are all constantly marching to the beat of the drummer pounding out our time notes.

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Have you ever wanted to march to your own beat? What would it take to put time aside? Could you do it for one day? Could you pick some days each month to live by your own schedule? Would you only be able to do this on the weekend? Are you ever off the clock during the week? What would your life be like if you could go off the clock more often? Why not? What stops you from “marching to your own drummer?” Are you retired now but still marching to the beat of time?

Can We Really Save Time?

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If I could save time in a bottle,
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day till eternity passes away,
Just to spend them with you. – Jim Croce (Time in a Bottle)

How often do you think that you want to spend time with someone, but time just passes away?  Things come up.  You are busy.  You will put the time aside tomorrow or maybe the next day.  But the next day never comes.  Then one day this person is gone.  They have left this earth for some other place.  You are sad.  You wish that you had saved time and spent more of it with the person than you did.  You wish you had another opportunity.  However, eternity just passes away and you may never spend the time with them that you had planned to.

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The problem happens because we are living in the future and not in the present.  In the present, time is a gift that we have been given and we can not save even a minute.  We all need to start living in the present.  So who can you spend more time with this week that you have been putting off seeing?  Who would cause you the most regrets if they died this day and you had not spent another minute with them?  What is more important right now then spending a moment of eternity with them?

I Want to be More Like Jesus!

Every year, I try to post our “Annual Holiday Letter” and then follow up with some holiday or Christmas missives.  Today, I was struck by what a friend of mine wrote on his blog: 

“I want to be more like Jesus.”

Now just to be perfectly clear.  I believe that Jesus was a great prophet and humanist.  I do not believe that he was the “Son of God” or that, “He rose from the dead on the third day and ascended into heaven.”  Nevertheless, many people would disagree with me and millions of people the world over celebrate his birthday on December 25th.  Jesus has inspired people to live a better life, and it would be no mean feat for anyone to follow in his footsteps.  I admire my friend for his goal.  I decided to see what or how ChatGPT would respond to his request.  I typed in his goal into my ChatGPT program:  “I want to be more like Jesus.”  The following is the ChatGPT reply that I received word for word: 

ChatGPT:

That’s such a meaningful and beautiful goal!  Striving to live more like Jesus involves focusing on qualities and actions that reflect His teachings and character.  Here are some practical ways to guide you:

1. Cultivate Love and Compassion

Jesus emphasized love above all: “Love your neighbor as yourself” (Mark 12:31).  Practice kindness, empathy, and care for others, especially those in need or who may be marginalized.

Look for ways to serve and help, whether through volunteering or simply being a good listener.

2. Practice Forgiveness

Jesus taught forgiveness, even for those who wrong us: “Forgive them, for they know not what they do” (Luke 23:34).  Let go of grudges and seek reconciliation where possible.

3. Live Humbly

Humility was a cornerstone of Jesus’ character.  Avoid arrogance and practice gratitude for your blessings, knowing that everything is a gift from God.

4. Spend Time in Prayer

Jesus often withdrew to pray and strengthen His connection with God (Luke 5:16).  Take time daily to pray, reflect, and seek guidance.

5. Follow the Golden Rule

Treat others the way you want to be treated (Matthew 7:12).  This simple principle can help guide your decisions and interactions.

6. Embrace Patience and Peace

Jesus remained calm and patient even in challenging situations.  Practice patience with others and seek peace rather than conflict.

7. Live Faithfully

Make God the center of your life by reading Scripture, attending church or fellowship, and applying biblical teachings in your daily actions.

8. Show Generosity

Jesus cared deeply for the poor and was generous with His time and resources.  Share what you have, whether it’s time, money, or talents.

9. Stand for Truth and Justice

Jesus was unafraid to stand up for what was right.  Be honest and stand firm in your values, even when it’s difficult.

10. Be Servant-Hearted

Jesus said, “The Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve” (Matthew 20:28).  Serve others without expecting anything in return.

Becoming more like Jesus is a lifelong journey.  It’s about progress, not perfection, so give yourself grace along the way.  ❤️

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I think these are all beautiful goals.  The only one I might partially modify would be number seven.  “To make God the center of my life.”  Being an atheist, making God the center of my life would be hard to do.  Nevertheless, the way I see it is that I should not make the mistake of making “Myself” the center of the universe.  I remind myself regularly that the world does not revolve around me.  Neither do I make science or even rationality the center of my universe.  I try to read other books of wisdom like, The Tanakh: The sacred text of Judaism; The Quran: The sacred text of Islam; The Analects of Confucius: The sacred text of Confucianism; The Rig Veda: The sacred text of Hinduism and The Kitáb-i-Aqdas: The sacred text of the  Baháʼí Faith. 

There is much wisdom in the world and the more I read, the more humble I have become.  The more difficult it becomes to take myself too seriously.  Reading and reflection are good antidotes to prevent oneself from being another god.  So, this year if you want to embrace my friend’s goals “To be more like Jesus,” you will get no argument from me.  I will salute you and wish you success on your journey.  That to me is the true meaning of Christmas.  What Jesus would have us all do this wonderful holiday season. Did he not say, “No one comes to the Father except through me.”

Happy Holidays: John and Karen Holiday Letter for 2024

Greetings and Good Tidings to those of you who are fortunate enough to still be on our mailing list. 

Over the years, we have had to knock off several people who included both friends and relatives.  What we have left now, we like to believe, is the “cream of the crop.”  Yes, we are including you in the basket of friends and relatives who still talk and sometimes even walk with us. 

On the more serious side, the sad truth is that over the past few years, we have had all too many wonderful friends and relatives pass from this earth.  Those good friends and relatives were the people we “knocked” off of our mailing list.  We only wish they were still on it.  The topic of mortality seems to surround us these days.  A friend recently told me at church that he knew that he was going to be leaving for a better place.  I told him that I was not ready to go but if there is a better place, I will keep my fingers crossed. 

The last few years have brought much unhappiness to the world in terms of economics, politics and climate.  It is easy for me to be pessimistic.  Fortunately, my spouse is the eternal optimist.  She helps to remind me that we live a good life with many blessings.  We are not rich, and we certainly are not famous.  People may forget me at most parties I go to, but Karen always greets me when I come home and walk in the door. 

On the Joyous side,  Karen and I are joining with you to celebrate another amazing constellation of holidays including, Ramadin, Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanzaa, Bodhi Day, Feast Day of Our Lady Guadalupe, Boxing Day, Yule, Zarathosht Diso, and New Year’s Eve.  All over the world, be it summer or winter, many people are celebrating ancient traditions that bring joy and happiness to their lives.  Studying some of these traditions one finds many common denominators.  Mostly that living a virtuous moral life is the pathway to happiness and respect.  

Today, more than ever, Karen and I enjoy our health, children, friends and relatives whom we would not trade for all the money or fame in the world.  Thus, as our chosen celebrations of Christmas bear down on us, we want to give you our gratitude for all the kindness, thoughtfulness and camaraderie that each of you has shown us over the years.  To paraphrase the famous Beatle song “We get by with a little help from our friends and relatives.”  Bless all of you this holiday season and may you all have peace, good health and happiness. 

Karen: 

Now that John has focused on the macro world, I’ll fill in the micro happenings for us this year.  I made my annual trip to MN and WI to visit my children and old friends in January.  The previous year had record breaking snow.  This year there was almost none.  But was it ever cold!!  There must be a little of the hardy Minnesotan in me yet as I was out and about daily with the -20 or greater temps. 

I came back to AZ and went back to work on my quilt of John’s ties.  I was totally amazed when it (my first quilt) won the “Viewer’s Choice” award at our club’s annual quilt show.  I continue to be obsessed with my new craft.  I also tried my hand at gourd painting for the first time.  If you happen to know our friends Dar and Denny, please don’t mention the picture of the gourd on our card.  We have had a gourd which is decorated by us or Dar and Denny and given at Christmas for 10+ years.  It is kept for a year, then redecorated and given back next Christmas.  Needless to say, Dar and Denny will not be getting our Christmas card this year until after they’ve unwrapped the gourd. 

In mid-June we packed the car, or rather, stuffed the car full (including a sewing machine, of course) and embarked on a cross-country journey.  A visit with my cousin Jane and her husband Bill in Albert Lea, MN.  Six weeks in a cottage in the Wisconsin Northwoods.  Visits with friends Nancy in PA and Susan in NY.  Two weeks in Rhode Island visiting with John’s sister Jeanine and several of John’s friends.  John stayed with Pastor Kwame Rice for three days while we were in RI.  On to Montgomery, AL to visit the Rosa Parks Library & Museum and the Civil Rights Memorial Center.  A brief stay in Biloxi MS at John’s first duty assignment after basic training in the USAF.  Followed by Four sightseeing days in New Orleans  and a visit to an historic slave plantation.  John bought a book on Voodoo at a local Voodoo parlor so he could cast spells on Trump. 

More visiting with John’s cousin Elena and her husband Greg in Houston, TX and at their ranch in the Texas Hill Country.  We finally returned home in mid-September with 10,700 more miles on the car and wonderful memories.  Two of the highlights were my 80th birthday party in July which John hosted.  We had about 40 friends and relatives attend.  John’s 60th high school reunion in September was the second highlight. 

The numbers of friends and places we visited, and the miles traveled are hard to believe.  Luckily, I don’t feel 80, except climbing up or down stairs when my knees remind me or feeling the need for a nap after an exercise class. 

Although we always miss friends and family members in other parts of the country, we enjoy the Arizona weather and the many things to do that keep us busy here.  I have the Tucson Dulcimer Ensemble, the Tuesday Uke and Dulcimer group, my church choir, Coolidge Cotton Patchers Quilters and 2-3 exercise classes per week while John keeps busy with his Ageing Capriciously Blog, mentoring, running, subbing at the high schools and Veteran’s events.  We also enjoy attending concerts in the Tucson and Phoenix areas and the proximity to Mexico for trips to Puerto Penasco for seafood and beaches. 

Wishing you all health and happiness,

 John and Karen

Here are some pictures that we took along our journeys.  

Growing Old with “Old” or is it “New” Memories

Currently the thinking in Cognitive Psychology is that memories are not stored but are recreated.  Each time we “Remember” an event, our mind recreates the memory from bits and pieces of things that we associate with the event.  The impact of this process is that there is great latitude in the accuracy of what we believe happened in our pasts.  My spouse Karen and I often have totally different recalls of what happened at a given event.  Interviews with people who were on the “grassy knoll” at the time of JFK’s assassination show that their memories six weeks later had changed quite a bit.  From not seeing anything or hearing anything to suddenly remembering someone shooting or running and puffs of smoke appearing in the air.

Christmas is a wonderful time that serves as a catalyst for bringing up old memories.  Memories of days gone by with relatives.  Memories of cooking at Christmas or holidays with our mother.  Memories around the holiday dinner table.  Memories of gift shopping and gift giving.  Memories of decorating the house.  Memories of trees, lights and angels.

Many of our memories are poignant.  Some memories bring sadness as we remember the “Good” old days.  Most memories bring joy as we relive in our minds the love and happiness that we once shared with long-gone friends and relatives.  We conjure up pictures of a past that we paint with vivid colors, dramatic actions and a dream filled choreography which may or may not bear much resemblance to the actual event.  It doesn’t matter though.  We are not trying to sell it.  At worst, we want to share it with others and share with them the memories that they have.

I sit here thinking of some Holiday memories.  Some less related to the holidays and more or less related to the “good old” days.  I am not sure if they are real, but I tell myself that they are.  Here are a few that come to mind:

  • 18 cent a gallon gasoline
  • 25 cent movies
  • 15 cent popcorn
  • 10 cent bus rides
  • Ferris wheel rides at Coney Island
  • Swimming with my sisters at Lake Ronkonkoma
  • Walking by myself when I was only 7 to PS 171 school in Brooklyn
  • Propelling myself down a Brooklyn street on a scooter made with a wooden box and old roller skate wheels
  • Carrying groceries in my little red wagon for people from the store to their Apt. for 10 cents
  • Visiting with my cousin Louis
  • Dreaming that someday I would be an astronaut
  • Deciding if I really wanted to be an astronaut or maybe a world-famous archaeologist
  • Wishing that I had my own set of encyclopedias
  • Midnight mass on Christmas eve
  • Wondering if I would get a bicycle for Christmas when I was seven years old

To paraphrase the famous song from The Sound of Music, these are a few of my favorite memories.

Bows on gift boxes and dreams of new toys,

Shiny new building blocks and Lincoln log homes.

A bicycle with three speeds that was meant mostly for boys,

Trains that ran on 1/64 scale tracks, some with a cute little dome.

These are a few of my favorite Christmas memories.

I hope this holiday season brings joy, peace and prosperity to you and your loved ones.  I would love to hear from you what your favorite memories are.  Please use the comment section to post as many as you like.

I will post our annual holiday letter next Monday. 

 

It’s the most Stressful time of the year

I decided to do a little take off on the classic Andy Williams song “The Happiest Time of the Year.”  Did you know there are more suicides in December than any other month in the year?  Actually, that is not true. Suicides peak in the Spring.  It is a myth held by many people that suicides peak at Christmas time.

( https://www.asc.upenn.edu/news-events/news/suicides-dont-spike-around-holiday-season-americans-think-they-do)

One major study of suicides done Internationally found that suicide risk was highest on Mondays and increased on New Year’s day in most countries. However, the risk of suicide on weekends and Christmas varied by country and territory.  This study stated that:

“Public holidays seem to provide a protective association with suicidal events, however, several studies have reported an increase in risk in the immediately following days.812 However, a few other studies reported no strong linkage between suicide and general holidays.”1314

“The broken-promise effect theory has been widely adapted to explain short term temporal variations in suicide. It states that individuals may postpone committing suicide due to the hope of a “new beginning” when the cycle ends (e.g., weekends and the end of the year),810 while people may be prone to suicidal reactions when they encounter a sense of hopelessness from a new cycle” (eg, Monday and New Year). —- Association of Holidays and the Day of the Week with Suicide Risk.  A Multicountry Study.  BMJ 2024387 doi: https://doi.org/10.1136/bmj-2024-077262 (Published 23 October 2024)

This is probably much more technical than you wanted to think about today.  Perhaps my song will cheer you up.  Grab a cup of eggnog, dump some rum in it, put on your favorite Christmas carols and be lulled to sleep while humming my song.

IT’s the Most Stressful Time of the Year. 

It’s the most Stressful time of the year

With the kids out of school

Everyone expecting you to be of good cheer

It’s the most stressful time of the year

It’s the worst season of all

With fake holiday greetings

So called friends come to call

Relatives you can’t stand

It’s the worst season of all

There’ll be Christmas parties for finding gifts

Artery clogging Junk foods for getting obese on

Than slogging out to shovel the snow

There’ll be old family stories

And boring tales of the glories of

Christmases long, long ago

It’s the most stressful time of the year

There’ll be much flues and colds

And phones will be chiming

When loved ones get sick

Just to tell you they’re not coming

It’s the most stressful time of the year

There’ll be parties for pay for

Crowds to fight through

Numerous debts will be accrued

With bank accounts depleted

There’ll be worries about spending

Endless pleas for donations

And advertising never ending

It’s the most stressful time of the year

There’ll be much grousing and moaning

For who to buy presents

And how much to spend

For gifts to throw in their garbage bin

It’s the most stressful time

Yes the most stressful l time

Oh the most stressful time

Of the whole fucking year

My Apologies to those of you who love Christmas

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