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The Long Arm Of History, The Short Arm Of The Future [1]

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Date: 2022-07-18

This will not be a short diary. Grab a cup of something, and a snack, and settle in.

*I post as the Statue of Liberty, in character, as if she is a living breathing godess, with acess to a mouse, keyboard and internet access*

Please refer to the posting below, in References, as it is really the body of my diary. This is merely the preamble to it. Much like another Preamble. But I digress.

Today, I am thinking. I often think, and think and ponder hard. Not only does my position allow me to think, as I concentrate, holding up the long arm of history that carries the torch of the light of America and its hope and promise to the world- (Irregardless of the horrors that are currently occurring, this is still my role)

The short arm of history, however, that is the immediate future, is the arm holding that book. My arm is extended, in a historical reaching for the heavens carrying a torch of light and in another, my arm is short, and clutched closely to my body.

I often explain that in this book are not only what it was originally represented, but all that has occurred, and has not been written yet. There are pages to fill. How those pages are filled, will be up to those Americans and others who have not retreated and ran from the horrors, (which is understandably if they did), but those who have chosen to stay, come what may.

That ‘Come what may”, can only have a good outcome, if we continue to seek that which is good, and reject that which is evil. This is something known all through human history, and I can attest to this, as a living Goddess, from the Greco-Roman realms, we knew this as well.

Even on Mount Olympic, we have had horrific leadership, and bad things have happened, but it has always righted itself. We often say that what happens in the heavens is reflected on earth. Most world religions believe this.

But this is not about religion. It is about what you, the American people think and write about. In songs, poetry, and contemplative writings. This arena is a place where Americans can either go to their most basic, carnal, primal, cruel level or show their most shining side. better yet, offer warnings, or prophesies or ideas and suggestions that may be informative or helpful.

Below, I have especially selected four Daily Kos Diaries I found significantly poignant to the theme of my diary today, and will let them speak for themselves. Please read each one, and connect it to the theme, which you can read at the very end of this Diary.

I also offer many links of contemplative informative and factual writings, and a selection of stark and illuminating American poetry at its best.

I hope this diary, should you go to those links offered, may give you succor, enlightenment, education, hope, vim and vigor, for the fight for Democracy that lays ahead of you.

Always remember my arms are here, representing the past and the future.

It is up to you, how you write it.

At the end, I give a final statement and wrap up.

Which reminds me, I need to switch out of my spring garment, and switch to summer. It is brutally hot, thanks to climate change. Can someone please build me an umbrella?

REFERENCES:

Profound Poems to Remind Us of Our Shared Humanity in Trying Times (Prophetically written in 2018)

Miller Williams Compassion Have compassion for everyone you meet,

even if they don’t want it. What seems conceit,

bad manners, or cynicism is always a sign

of things no ears have heard, no eyes have seen.

You do not know what wars are going on

down there where the spirit meets the bone. www.featherflint.com/...

6 Members Of White Supremacist 'Patriot Front' Group Expected In Idaho Court

Nikki Giovanni Allowables I killed a spider

Not a murderous brown recluse

Nor even a black widow

And if the truth were told this

Was only a small

Sort of papery spider

Who should have run

When I picked up the book

But she didn’t

And she scared me

And I smashed her I don’t think

I’m allowed To kill something Because I am Frightened www.featherflint.com/...

Republican Senate Candidate Charged With Making False Child Trafficking Allegations

Republic vs. Democracy: What Is the Difference?

What Is Patriotism? Definition, Examples, Pros and Cons

Totalitarianism, Authoritarianism, and Fascism

Civil Society: Definition and Theory

Mohja Kahf My Grandmother Washes Her Feet in the Sink of the Bathroom at Sears My grandmother puts her feet in the sink of the bathroom at Sears to wash them in the ritual washing for prayer, wudu, because she has to pray in the store or miss the mandatory prayer time for Muslims She does it with great poise, balancing herself with one plump matronly arm against the automated hot-air hand dryer, after having removed her support knee-highs and laid them aside, folded in thirds, and given me her purse and her packages to hold so she can accomplish this august ritual and get back to the ritual of shopping for housewares Respectable Sears matrons shake their heads and frown as they notice what my grandmother is doing, an affront to American porcelain, a contamination of American Standards by something foreign and unhygienic requiring civic action and possible use of disinfectant spray They fluster about and flutter their hands and I can see a clash of civilizations brewing in the Sears bathroom My grandmother, though she speaks no English, catches their meaning and her look in the mirror says, I have washed my feet over Iznik tile in Istanbul with water from the world’s ancient irrigation systems I have washed my feet in the bathhouses of Damascus over painted bowls imported from China among the best families of Aleppo And if you Americans knew anything about civilization and cleanliness, you’d make wider washbins, anyway My grandmother knows one culture—the right one, as do these matrons of the Middle West. For them, my grandmother might as well have been squatting in the mud over a rusty tin in vaguely tropical squalor, Mexican or Middle Eastern, it doesn’t matter which, when she lifts her well-groomed foot and puts it over the edge. “You can’t do that,” one of the women protests, turning to me, “Tell her she can’t do that.” “We wash our feet five times a day,” my grandmother declares hotly in Arabic. “My feet are cleaner than their sink. Worried about their sink, are they? I should worry about my feet!” My grandmother nudges me, “Go on, tell them.” Standing between the door and the mirror, I can see at multiple angles, my grandmother and the other shoppers, all of them decent and goodhearted women, diligent in cleanliness, grooming, and decorum Even now my grandmother, not to be rushed, is delicately drying her pumps with tissues from her purse For my grandmother always wears well-turned pumps that match her purse, I think in case someone from one of the best families of Aleppo should run into her—here, in front of the Kenmore display I smile at the midwestern women as if my grandmother has just said something lovely about them and shrug at my grandmother as if they had just apologized through me No one is fooled, but I hold the door open for everyone and we all emerge on the sales floor and lose ourselves in the great common ground of housewares on markdown. www.featherflint.com/...

Biography of African American Senator Hiram Revels

11 Black Scholars and Intellectuals Who Influenced Sociology

Indian Citizenship Act: Granted Citizenship but Not Voting Rights

What Is De Jure Segregation? Definition and Examples

What Is a Literacy Test?

Interracial Marriage Laws History and Timeline

Wendell Berry The Peace

of Wild Things When despair grows in me

and I wake in the night at the least sound

in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,

I go and lie down where the wood drake

rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feed

I come into the peace of wild things

who do not tax their lives with forethought

of grief. I come into the presence of still water.

And I feel above me the day-blind stars

waiting for their light. For a time

I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. www.featherflint.com/...

Nothing Is Normal About These Midterm Elections

My Cousin Just Died and I think She Just Made Medical History Could an abortion Have Helped?

GOP=Cruelty That claims Righteousness, Hatred That Professes Love, Sadism That Demands Power

Strange Fruit by Abel Meeropol (aka Lewis Allan) Southern trees bear strange fruit,

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,

Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. Pastoral scene of the gallant south,

The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,

Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,

Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is the fruit for the crows to pluck,

For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,

For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,

Here is a strange and bitter crop. mseffie.com/...

Even in the darkest night, when all of the sins are uncovered, there is hope, there is a shining light, there is determination not borne of violence or hate, but of supreme good, and this good will win out, by using intelligence, calm, and brilliant strategy. Creative resistance, not bent on killing or death, but on logic, meaning, and affect.

Electing those who truly represent the short arm of the future, from the long arm of history, and historical context.

I am always here. For those that choose the true brave path. Of Peace over War, of Progressive Society over Regressive oppression, and Dignity over Vulgarity.

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