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a declaration ... from another perspective


I heard some people on the radio discussing the reading of the Declaration of Independence before the Superbowl Sunday night. I was reminded of the angst and quiet venom expressed by the showing of Ken Burns’ The War a few months ago and the accusations by many that it was somehow political. Apparently some people are threatened at the thought of reflecting on what our country has been built on, what it stands for.

Political? I have copies of the Declaration of Independence and Constitution I keep at arms length and have never considered them political, although I see them as inspiring historical and legally-binding documents, eloquent records of the yearning for freedom and liberty, and the basis of all our rights, words that are as relevant today as they were over 200 years ago.

I'd like to believe that there are other people like me, who stand on principles, whatever they are, and would rather lose everything than gain anything by selling out and abandoning those principles.

Unfortunately, for some people, former and current football people like Jim Brown, Peyton Manning, Tony Dungy, Ronnie Lott, LaDanian Tomlinson and the widow of former NFL player Pat Tillman, who gave up his career, his millions, and ultimately his life to fight in Afghanistan, were somehow attacking their patriotism.

Methinks thou do protest too much.

I hear this argument often, and when I ask who is threatening them and how, I only get some mumbo-jumbo about the accusation being between the lines. It isn’t so, and I wonder what makes these people so sensitive? I rather feel sorry for them. It must be a huge burden to live with the ability to see and hear things that aren’t there, to project attitudes, feelings, and thoughts into the minds of others, and then to have to explain to them what they are really feeling, what they really mean.

Such a heavy burden indeed! What do these poor unfortunate souls have eating at them? I wonder?


I awoke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from 1962
Aint it funny how the night moves
When you just dont seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in


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