a blog/forum from the desk of author, P. J. Dean, primarily for promoting her latest releases, for discussing romance writing and that curious niche christened "multicultural." Tea will be sipped and occasionally spilled about the irrational, racial and religious WTFery that goes on in the industry. Related "multicultural" stateside doings will be highlighted too.
Sunday, January 15, 2017
NO MORE RUBBER CHICKEN!
OK, here’s my annual Martin Luther King post. Are y’all
still eating rubber chicken croquettes at a myriad of luncheons? Those
“commemorative” luncheons where people, who do not have a clue about Dr. King
beyond what they skimmed over on Google just before said feast? The ones who
stand at a podium to recite his I Have a
Dream speech for the umpteenth time? Watering it down to fit their agenda.
As I’ve said personally my favorite speech from Dr. King is his The Mountaintop speech. Why because it
is the reflection of a man who has lived more, who has seen some things test
his beliefs and who is still persevering despite knowing his life is in danger.
A man fighting for increased wages for trash workers in
Memphis, TN as opposed to pouring more money into escalating the Vietnam War.
And we all know that once a public figure opens his/her mouth for MORE money and
dignity for workers, AND proposes that the powers-that-be NOT put money into war, said public figure isn't long for this Earth. Or, at the very least, one will get silenced
Why am I rehashing this? Because at present, it is
imperative to listen to the message in King’s little quoted speech. It reveals
everything that must be fought for now! And at the time of The Mountaintop speech, King was no longer advocating peaceful
protest. Was he advocating violence? No. He was advocating acting other than
turning the other cheek. I’ll get spiritual here. Even Jesus did not advocate
being stepped on to keep the peace. The God-man, who so many follow, and whose
doctrine "Christians" corrupt to justify their bigotry, advocated that no one stand
still for abuse. That no one allow another to harm them. For he believed if one
let it continue, people will ignore your idle complaints and say you like it.
Let that sink in.
So, that’s my take away for King Day. No more luncheons. No
more cleaning vacant lots in celebration of his birth. No more dreaming. No
more defanging Dr. King’s message. What is needed?