My sense is that someone is knocking on the door, someone we don't want to let in.
We can ignore the sound - go blithely about our chores, but the knocking will just get louder and louder, and eventually the door will give way and these.. people, will be standing in our living rooms, telling us what to do.
I mean, its personal. Always was, maybe, but maybe in the last few years its been getting harder and harder to ignore.
Prayer in the schools is one thing, but then its prayer in the science book, prayer at the supermarket, congressmen calling us names like 'adulterer'. To some degree these.. people, are a joke, a laugh, a farce. That is until they have broken down the heavy metal doors that our founders erected: you know, those doors between one branch of government and the other. When those doors go, its not a joke anymore, its a 'clear and present danger'.
I have my personal concerns, yes: a single mother, of another faith, living paycheck to paycheck.
But even I recognize this is bigger than that.
Filibuster? Hell, we need to do more than filibuster. But then, we have to draw the line someplace.
Maybe they are doing us a favor - drawing the line for us. We've got no place left to back up to. We're against the wall, at the edge of a cliff. Time to push back.
Transferred from an email by E. Sweetbaum
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
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