A New Mourning in America
The playwrite proclaims, “We are born astride the grave”, and each night the evening news echoes the refrain. We respond with various stages of grief and working out our own salvation with fear and trembling.
We do this individually and we do it communally. I remember when Kim’s mother died, and the grief that each of us had. I remember how we banded together and held each other up. I remember 9/11 and friends that were in the Trade Centers when they came down, and friends that through some fortunate circumstance weren’t at work when it happened. We remember 9/11 as a nation as well.
As a nation, we have acted out the anger stage of our grief by pursuing those who perpetrated the attack and then lashing out at another country as well, and we continue to mourn.
Yet it is time for A New Mourning in America. It is time to take our grief and mingle it with the struggles people growing up on the South Side of Chicago, with the grief of a father who loses his wife and one of his children in a car accident just before Christmas. It is time to recognize the grief that we have caused the families of young men and women that have died because of our senseless attack of another country.
So, we have people show up on a stage in Denver to tell their stories, to provide a catharsis and to help us move beyond our anger and fear, to help us take up the role of the returning hero to share the bounty of the hero’s struggle and journey.
We weep as we hear their stories, and we rejoice at their victories. It is a reminder that we all must keep pressing on and that we all may share in bounty of the successful heroes.
Yes, it is time for A New Mourning in America.
Mourning
Submitted by Anonymous on Thu, 08/28/2008 - 11:48. span>Yes, I mourn at your success in dropping tons of drops but getting few if any comments on your success in return. I mourn for the millions of Iraqis dead and maimed and a land wasted for eternity from American depleted uranium weapons. I also mourn for the 500,000 American GI's dying of cancer from the first Iraqi war back in 1991 from American depleted uranium weapons. I mourn for the American woman trying to talk to a TV camera outside the Democratic convention in Denver and beaten down without mercy by a rouge policeman while inside those noble speeches were held. And most of all, I mourn for the American people who go about their lives enslaved by the corporate elite that really run the show, regardless of which party wins or loses!