"I had the misfortune of being nourished by the visions and dreams of great Americans- the poets and seers. Some other breed of man has won out." -Henry Miller, 1945
Well Mr. Miller, not today. Today we have seen the fruition of the famous lines that Jefferson penned so long ago, "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal," Perhaps the dreams of our forefathers are finally being realized today, the dreams of Dr. King and the work of Lincoln. Maybe hope isn't a dead currency in America after all.
To a certain extent, I can see what Mr. Miller is saying about, "Some other breed of man has won out," as I was raised on the same poets; but it's tough to live up to the poets and seers, and their visions of what this great nation could become. It's hard to strive for that more perfect union and a better lot in life for all. But can we not appeal to the better angels of our nature? I don't know about you, but don't you think we ought to try?
The last batch of clowns sure didn't.
It's a great day to be an American,