On the evening of September 9 the sweet, bright girlfriend of my oldest grandson Trevor, was driving home from school when a drunk driver ran a red light going eighty five miles and hour and T-boned her car. The truck struck the drivers side of the car, almost completely severing it in half. This young woman now lies at deaths door on life support. The shock of this tragedy has reverberated through the school and the community. Endless prayers spiral heavenward on her behalf from family, friends and countless others who do not know her.
In the midst of our concern for Mia one person has been forgotten. The driver of the truck. Forgotten by all of us, perhaps, except Devan, Trevor’s fourteen year old younger brother. So many of us, including me, impulsively cry for the drivers head on the proverbial platter, decrying again and again the destructive effects of drugs and alcohol while demanding our pound of flesh. Not sweet, kind, compassionate Devan.
Devan asked his mother what was going to happen to the driver. His mother explained the possible consequences to the driver depending on whether Mia lives or dies. That evening as Devan offered the family prayer, he paused in the midst of his prayer then asked his Heavenly Father to “bless the driver that he will find his way.”
I cannot imagine the flood of emotions now swirling through the mind of the man who was driving this truck. In an instant his life has changed forever and he will never be the same. I have to assume that he is now sober, contemplating an uncertain future, fighting turmoil and a fire that cannot be quenched. It has taken a child to remind me of the need for compassion for the “other victim.”
I will pray for Mia’s recovery and I will pray for a nameless, faceless tortured soul who is also a son of a loving Heavenly Father.
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.” Martin Luther King
America seems be be feeding on a daily diet of troubling times. Chaos on our southern border, increased poverty, expansion of terrorism through the rise of the Islamic extremist movement called Issis and now the shooting of a black teenager in Ferguson Missouri. The undercurrent of black hate directed toward whites. It appears that black citizens in this small Missouri town have bought into the doctrine of hate and unbridled bigotry peddled by Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson, rather than adhere to the philosophy of the man who did more to give the downtrodden a dream. That man: Martin Luther King Jr.
It is unfortunate that racism still exists in America in spite of the progress made by Dr. King, Medgar Evers and other black reformers. It must be stamped out. What would Martin Luther King say this day if he were in Ferguson? Would he not ask for reason and calm to prevail, for emotions to give way to patience? Failure to allow the legal system in America to fulfill its purpose is to say that we as Americans do not believe in the God given freedoms that this country is to provide to all men and women.
I pray daily for peace in America. I pray for an increased measure of love for all mankind. I am saddened when I see the reaction without reason that Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson etc. have instilled in the hearts of the blacks of Ferguson. So much of what Martin Luther King fought and died for has been undone by A & J.
This young man who tweeted that 95% of whites are mean and then talks about killing them is just one symptom of the degree to which Al Sharpton’s hate mongering is taking hold in the hearts of too many African American youth. They see themselves as victims. How about building bridges instead of burning them. How about bringing your “enemy” into your circle instead of shutting him out. Can we not be honest, face the brutal facts of why so many minority children are underachievers and then attack the facts with positive action. After the election of Barak Hussein Obama, the myth that success for any child in America is denied because of race evaporated like frost in the morning sun. No one, I repeat, no one has excuse in America for not dreaming and living their dreams. The victim mentality, preached by the Jesse Jacksons and Al Sharptons of the the world will forever, if not reversed, infect this young generation.
The great divider has one again succumbed to the beating of the racist drum carried by Sharpton, Jealous, Holder, Jackson and the liberal media, and has driven the wedge of division even deeper into the fabric of our great nation. In 2001 Jim Collins released his best selling book “Good to Great.” Collins describes what took companies like Walgrens Drug Stores from mediocrity to greatness. The banner concept in their evolution was that they looked inside the company and identified what was wrong. As Collins calls it, they faced the “Brutal Facts.” The fallacy of the race hustler movement is the misdirection of its voices. None of these criers want to admit to the real issues that afflict the black community. Booker T. Washing ton wrote in 1911; “There is a class of who make it a business of keeping the troubles, the wrongs and the hardships of the negro race before the public, having learned that they are able to make a living out of their troubles, they have grown into the settled habit of advertising their wrongs, partly because they want sympathy and partly because it pays. Some of these people do not want the negro to leave his grievances because they do not want to lose their jobs.
Booker T. Washington was a master at changing attitudes of whites toward blacks because he worked with whites who were sympathetic to the black plight.
Martin Luther was a pragmatist who faced the brutal facts. He told a congregation in 1961: “Do you know that Negroes are 10 percent of the population in St Louis and are responsible for 58% of its crime.? We’ve got to face that! And we’ve go to do something about our moral standards. We know that there are many things wrong in the white world, but there are many things wrong in the black world too. We can’t keep on blaming the white man. There are things we must do for ourselves.”
I call upon Americas leaders, black, white, brown or yellow to be real leaders. Stop the division! Return America to the core values that made in a land of opportunity to all.
I stared my career as a school administrator in a high school in Southern California where, for the first time in the history of the school, an African American became a candidate for Student Body President. She was intelligent, beautiful, and very popular. As the campaign progressed it became clear that she was the front runner over a white, equally intelligent and beautiful young woman, then the contest took a bizarre turn. This leading candidate turned to the issue of “Brown Pride” as the center of her campaign, promoting the idea that rights of the Hispanic students on campus were being violated. A school community where all students were looked at as being Americans – not black or white, or Hispanic or any other race, and where the population was, for the most part “colorblind” all of a sudden became uneasy. Uneasy because a class distinction that heretofore did not exist now became an issue. The race card, which did not exist, was now being played. You can guess the outcome of the story. This beautiful black girl should have won that election.
The Al Sharptons and the Jesse Jacksons of the world continue to promote themselves by acting as if they were fighting for the common good of the downtrodden blacks in America. To deny that racism exists in America would be to admit one’s ignorance of reality, but to continue to cry injustice where injustice does not exist, as Sharpton and Jackson continue to do, is to damage the push for equality that all black Americans deserve. Booker T. Washington said it best.
“There is a class of colored people who make business of keeping the troubles, the wrongs, and the hardships of the Negro race before the public, having learned that they are able to make a living out of their troubles, they have grown into the settled habit of advertising their wrongs, partly because they want sympathy, and partly because it pays. Some of those people do not want the Negro to leave his grievances because they do not want to leave their jobs. B.T. Washington, 1911.