It breaks my heart to see these misguided "patriots" prancing around like schoolyard bullies, snickering and egging one another on. And it breaks my heart all the more to see how unscrupulous politicians are playing these people for fools.
I have no sympathy for their cause whatsoever, simply because their cause isn't about gun ownership, but about gun supremacy, and all the fear and hatred associated with the darkest kinds of thoughts, fueled by racism and male belligerence, along with women in tight t-shirts sporting red MAGA hats.
Nope.
These are not friends of democracy.
These are not people of intelligence and wisdom.
These are not hard working folks who make a nation great, but a people who drag it down into the gutters of bitterness and violence.
There are better ways, and I pray, better days coming our way.
Yet the work ahead is going to be demanding of our every fiber of being. Every fragment of goodness, every bit of virtue, every dream of hope and peace, will have to be marshaled to save this nation from the darkness once again rearing its ugly head.
"I have a dream," said he, and so must we all.
A dream that makes us strong to endure and strong to keep up the work.
A dream to energize our efforts to build a just society.
To cleanse the culture.
To make life good and safe for our children and grandchildren.
It can be done.
It must be done.
It will be done.
"No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mig·hty stream."To have a gun rally on MLK, Jr. Day is akin to parading a Nazi flag in a Jewish Cemetery.
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