♫A quiet voice is singing something to me
An age old song ’bout the home of the brave in this land here of the free
One time one night in America
A lady dressed in white with the man she loves
Standing along the side of their pick up truck
A shot rang out in the night
Just when everything seemed right
Another headline written down in America…♫
(Sorry, but I couldn’t find a transcript, allow this to act in lieu of one.)
How many in this nation are courageous enough even to face the truth, much less protest it, or join in solidarity with all the oppressed who are denied justice in Ferguson, and all the other Fergusons across the land? Are you and they…willing to imagine being in the black underclass, living in a place where dissent has been deemed ‘terrorism’, or that municipal courts use trumped up charges and fines as a way to fill their coffers (think: Negro- and Pauper-farming)? Where one might be stopped and searched a hundred times in a year, as still happens in NYC? Or dispatched like rabid dogs as in ABQ, NYC, or anywhere else in this ‘exceptional land. Can we be in solidarity with them is any material way? Often that’s all that’s left to us so far away. More on those ways at the bottom…
Because most of us need some spirit-raising; and yes, I continue to believe that First Nations and Third World women will lead us out of the hellish mess we’re in.
Reject and Protect Day 1: with Winona recounting her dream; Ponca Casey Camp: ‘We are women of power!’ and ‘‘The white man has turned on its own’ Turtle Island Women rawk; this is Glorious!
This film by Class War films is a potent and unsparing critique of the mythological version of American history that has for too long stood in the way of our fighting the plutocracy in order to become a nation that might have actually deserved to be called ‘Exceptional’.