Will do my best to share how I feel about this sort of thing...
Just a couple weeks ago, when I was feeling particularly fatalistic about the world, I took a trip to the local Atlanta History Museum "just for something to do". Although I didn't much want to at first, I toured the Civil War exhibit, which is really one of the best in the entire country. Highly recommended if you have any sort of interest in American history.
Anyhow, I toured that thing with a mixture of fascination and horror, how the cultural differences between the South and the North became too great to bear (it wasn't just about slavery, of course). And for four long, terrible years, this nation fought a war that eventually cost 670,000 American lives and left the southern states in a state of utter destitution and poverty. Atlanta, of course, was burned to the ground, as well as a swath of land 60 miles wide and 250 miles long, a scene of destruction that has no compare in these modern times.
And I kept asking myself, why? Why did we engage in this mindless, terrible war? Was national unity more important than the lives of 670,000 people and a scene of destruction that took decades to recover from? And when the war was finally won, did the blacks get the freedom they so deserved? Of course not. That was something that had to be resolved in another century.
So I left that place, feeling more ashamed of this country than ever, fighting back tears. And then as was driving home, I happened to look up at the mighty blue glass towers clawing towards the sky, and I thought for a minute, hey, this is the city was was burned down to the ground by cruel-minded oppressors, and basically left to rot afterwards. But look at this place now - a vibrant metropolis of over 5 million people, marked by a dramatic skyline and rolling, forested hills filled with wonderful homes such as the one I live in, people like me living lives of what would have been considered almost unimaginable luxury compared to how it was back in 1865. How far we have come in 144 years!
Now, that's something I can be proud of - to go from the crushing defeat of the C.S.A., a short-lived nation that never knew peace, to becoming a vibrant part of a vast nation that spans a continent, ocean to ocean. And while there are so many things that make me hang my head in shame about this nation - the tragedy of George W. Bush, the overreaching, oppressive Federal Government that's taking the Constitution apart piece by piece, the overwhelming culture of mindless consumerism, the pervasive apathy and ennui that have infected so many of us, rich and poor, young and old, there is so much to be proud of as well.
Think of all the people that have played a role in what this nation is today: The teachers which work endless hours amid demoralizing frustration in order to educate our children. The people that slave away at exhausting, soul-sapping jobs, just so we can have a hot meal for a few dollars, and for office workers to have freshly-pressed pants and shirts for work. Think of the folks that fix our cars and drive the Big Rigs to and from every corner of the 50 states, just so we can have food when we want, as well as all the other things that provide us with the comforts of modern living. I am filled with nothing but pride for those that dedicate their lives to serve the poor and needy, and folks that spend their time as political activists, so that the rest of us may live better lives. I am SO PROUD of all those who have laid down their lives, willingly, so that that future generations would at least have a chance to live in peace. The union workers who refused to back down in the face of thuggish violence, so that we would have evenings and weekends to enjoy for ourselves, and to be able to earn enough wages to have lives of comfort and security. And on and on it goes, for we're a nation of people just like us, our brothers and sisters, and our friends and co-workers. If I can be proud of them, does that mean I'm proud of America too? You tell me.
And perhaps America is an experiment gone awry, just like so many nations that have come before us. Reflection of our flawed human condition and all of that. But if we really do make the "Big Change" so to speak, perhaps it will take place in the form of a new society arising from the ashes of the old - it could be here, it could be anywhere.
And yes, I can't help but feel *a little bit* of pride to recognize that a black person will be President tomorrow, 144 years after the end of the Civil War. To go from how we were back then to where we are now - it will never, ever cease to amaze me.
For a day at least, I'm going to allow myself the privilege of saying "America is the place to be."
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Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide...
...and the meek shall inherit the Earth!