The Star Spangled Divide

So I think you should stand during the National Anthem…

That sentence has been rolling around in my head all week, and it was inspired by the confluence of the virtual assault of the Take a Knee news experienced by anyone with a TV and by Louis C.K.’s opening line in his latest show, Louis C.K. 2017:

“So I don’t think you should get an abortion…”

If you know Louis C.K., though, you know that a but is coming and with the but he talks about how complicated the issue really is with deference to both Pro-Life and Pro-Choice advocates. Far be it from me to compare myself to a genius like Louis C.K., but it’s kind of how I feel about the Take a Knee movement. And like Louie, I also have a but.

Not everybody places the sort of meaning I do on the American flag or the National Anthem, which is OK with me. Sort of. Continue reading

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A Humble Inception – Chapter 1.3

In their lives together, my parents, like most of us, experienced many failings but it was their self-perceived failures before their marriage that would galvanize their union in a way so many of us aspire to in a marriage. Yet a step back and a retrospective view of these events suggests that they were not actually failures at all. They were instead merely life-shaping events that led them both to where they believed they were ultimately meant to be. Continue reading

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A Humble Inception – Chapter 1.2

He was born to working class parents in Cushing, Oklahoma, a very small community not far from Tulsa. His given name was Ted Lester Oliver, though he went by the moniker TL, and he arrived in his humble surroundings on July 8, 1933, the very nadir of the Great Depression.

We have no cultural memory of this time in American history. We do not as a people recall that it was a time that shunned hope and extinguished dreams, and that no corner of the industrialized world was untouched. The entire planet, it seemed, was on the precipice of a collapse and imagination fails me as I think of my grandparents’ determination. To spend each day looking for work, to turn to each other and their community for hope, at times, perhaps, knowing that the day would bring only desperation with no fruitful outcome. Continue reading

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