death is painful birth is painful yet such events happen on the daily life is pain, princess… anyone who tells you differently is selling something… but I digress… yesterday, while singing protest songs from 1967-1970… again… i reflected when i first sang those songs i believed i believed we had changed american society for good once and for all time i was six, seven, eight, nine, ten during those tumultuous years rebellion for civil liberties rebellion for social justice rebellion for equity of privileges rebellion formed the essence of my personality autism hard-wired me for social justice evaluating just and fair is my constant state of being if you want a truly just evaluation of any situation… ask a neurodivergent person for an assessment perhaps this is why such people have always been suspect outcast in capitalistic society but i digress… in this moment we are collectively experiencing much needed deaths… of systemic racism and bigotry of systemic misogyny and the delusion of free labor of systemic religious bigotry of self-righteous “american exceptionalism” of unsustainable greed and capitalism these deaths require painful lessons be learned it ain’t gonna feel good it ain’t gonna feel easy to excise the rot built into our government by soft doughy hands of rich, white, men… all that shit gotta go we’ve fought the surface of things for years… even some of the founders warned against racial inequity warned against allowing wealth to control government warned against allowing religious fervor to overtake government warned against the divisive polarities of two party systems warned against the rise of tyranny from landed gentry warned against the rise of greed and unrestrained capitalism warned against unchecked power in too few hands funnily enough none of them took women’s suffrage women’s equality women’s equity seriously at all but again… i digress… truly death throes are painful clinging to the comfortable past is painful losing one’s status… however little privilege given… is painful however… more importantly… birth is painful birthing a new way of being together is painful birthing a new way of governing of being governed is painful envisioning a just future for everyone… is challenging taking power back is difficult yielding power back is difficult asking for consensus is difficult gaining consensus is difficult birthing a new nation… birthing a new national identity… is painful so when next we stand up or sit in singing those old rebellious songs together remember to give each other grace we are all experiencing the throes of violent endings and tumultuous beginnings




photos by two wild geese: remembering those who fought to create a nation and to defend that nation’s constitution. may we all remember our oaths.
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