In the mid 1850’s The Know-Nothings whose formal name was the American Party, founded a branch in San Francisco. Seriously, a more apt name for a pro-slavery party could not be imagined. John Brown’s body lies a moulderin’ in the grave… The poison of dehumanization isn’t over, hate did not disappear with Emancipation and Universal Suffrage. The wholesale slaughter of millions considered less than human in Nazi labor camps and the forced detention in the United States for Americans of Japanese ancestry, these acts of hatred did not occur all that long ago. My father was in Hiroshima not long after the atom bomb destroyed it. My grandmother was old enough to vote, but could not because women in America had to wait until August 26th of 1920 for Article 19. Human rights, put to a popular vote, almost never win. So if your chosen interpreter of God’s word is telling you that any other group of people are less than human, they are lying. Lots of people talk to God, but watch out for the ones who claim He talks back.
Published by Ms. C. G. Tripp
The new business cards have arrived and with the speed of virtual press, I am self-titled: Catherine G. Tripp, Writer/Investor. Left brain and right brain have battled for dominance all of my life. I wrote the marketing materials for my mortgage brokerage, had a personal finance column at Examiner.com, wrote essays, short stories and poems published in school papers and magazines then literary journals. If my writings were a color, they would be yellow, bright as sunlight, highlighting the salient portions, not obscuring the past but deconstructing air brushed stories, finding humor and courage in the unloved corners. View more posts