I have a dream.
What does it really mean to have faith?
I opened a draft page for this post on having faith a few days ago. The legendary line right at the beginning of this post came about as a result of an immediate occupation of my present state of mind. If you have similar thoughts or feelings, you may relate to these words and the words that will follow in this post. I think it is related to the issue of faith. And it is very much connected or wired to the world we are living in today.
I’d also like to insert another famous saying in this post to place in context with what I’m thinking and how I’m expressing myself with you today. But before I go on, let’s take a quick breather, just to lighten the mood a little. But that’s not to say that I’m feeling sad or downhearted. Much to worry about and much on my mind, in spite of all that, I have much to be cheerful about and I live in optimism about our immediate future.
But first this bit of naughtiness. You could even say it sums up the evils of social media these days where folks are far too busy criticizing and judging those in the news for all the wrong reasons. The story I picked up goes like this.
There was this very old man, ninety-two years of age, one President Robert Mugabe, president of burning Zimbabwe, who just recently presided over a gathering of elites, while Zimbabweans took to the streets in violent ways only seen across the Limpopo border to voice their extreme anger at this old man’s misrule and corrupt habits of finger pointing and blaming other (Western) nations for his country’s problems.
A man of his age, no matter how much expert medical care he can get from countries such as China and Switzerland, quickly gets tired. So as the meeting proceeded, with one boring speaker after another singing the old man’s praises, the old man proceeded to have a daydream. In fact, rumor has it that he had a wet dream. I’m not sure whether his Amazing Grace, young enough to be his daughter was nearby.
Those of you who are a little slow like me, let me put it a little more bluntly, while Zimbabwe’s Bulawayo (place of killing, I think it was the great African conqueror Cecil John Rhodes who did not live long enough to realize his own dream of conquering America that named it thus – actually, no, it wasn’t, back to my history books, I guess), Robert Mugabe, graceful President of Zimbabwe, pissed in his pants.
There, I said it. If any of you were offended, forgive me. And just remember, I snatched it off the wires. So whether this really happened or not, I’m not actually making this story up.
Ok, that’s enough of that.
I’m adding the other famous line here that coincides with this blog post’s opening line.
He makes me want to be a better man.
Those opening lines, of course, come from the great American leader, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jnr. during one of his famous speeches in the nineteen sixties and on the premature eve of the USA’s emancipation from modern day slavery and racism. Today, America is burning. Do I need to explain why?
A few years earlier US President Barack Obama gave one of the most emotional speeches I’ve heard in my entire life. In fact, it comes quite close to matching that made by the great man that Mr. Obama was eulogizing on the occasion of his passing. In paying tribute to one of Africa’s, and indeed, the world’s greatest leaders, Nelson Mandela, cut from the same cloth as Dr King, the world’s most powerful man expressed an open and public desire to follow the example of the world’s great peacemakers.
Its’ almost ironic, when you think about it. Mr. Obama shares similar honors bestowed upon these great men. It was given to him in recognition for his wish to set in motion a program to rid the world of its dangerous nuclear weapons. So, while America, Russia, China, Great Britain and France continue to horde them (Israel has some too), other nations such as India, Pakistan and North Korea continue to attempt to build them.
Are some of the world’s current leaders that demented?
I picked up a recent story from the UK. A long outstanding commission of inquiry has finally come to an end. Rumors are already rife that former British Prime Minister, Tony Blair, purportedly George W Bush’s spokesman for violent aggression against the rest of the world, is heavily implicated for going to war against Iraq under the guise that its evil dictator, Saddam Hussein was hiding ‘weapons of mass destruction’.
Around the time that Bush and Blair aggressively retaliated in response to the tragic events of 9/11, Nelson Mandela, already in poor health, wondered what had become of these men who chose evil insanity over world peace. It’s worthwhile closing with this great man’s own response to matters of faith. They say always that faith can move mountains. Back when he was still incarcerated, Mandela would muse that when you rise to the top of that mountain, often another one appears before you.
So, now this post is really going to end on an ironic note. As the British were very fond of telling us; keep calm and just carry on.
Jane Austen. Period.
I stopped short of labeling this young lady the goddess of literature. That would have been a blasphemous thing to say, wouldn’t it? But now that I’ve mentioned