Hell Yes I am Un-American, Again

I am proud to be UN-American.  If being a good American means spreading terror, hatred, poverty, racism then hell yes I am UN-American. If being a good American means curtailing the freedoms of religion, association, speech then hell yes I am UN-American.  If as a country we find it right to brutalize, condemn unions, communists, Mexicans, Arabs, gays, peace activists and Blacks, if we find it right to detain them, fire them, illegally search them and even kill them simply because we are told they are the people we should fear, then hell yes, I am UN-American.    It isn’t easy being UN-American.   It take courage.  It takes  principle.  It takes reason.

Our history is filled with examples of courage conquering fear and hatred.  Now, I know these good Americans have no concept of history, what it means, what it is, and make it up as they go.  We survived the dust bowl, presidential assassinations, church bombings, lynchings and war.  We believed in the Constitution and what it represents.  These good Americans are cowards.  They pretend to revere the values and principles that the Constitution guarantees, the very things this country was built on.  Instead, they are blatant with their cowardice and spineless and eagerly trash sacred principle as a road to fear.  They see the Constitution as nothing more than a piece of paper that they can use only when it serves their purpose.  Just a talking point.  They find it American to take away freedoms and rights.

I have been here before.  Maybe some of you have too.  During the Viet Nam war, I/we were called UN-American, un-patriotic, communists and told to love it or leave it.  They even killed four in OHIO.  Their fear and hatred took over, they lost their reason, forgot the Constitution and reviled all of us.  Pathetically, after many years, these good Americans, Democrats and Republicans, began to look like us and talk like us.  We weren’t nuts any more.  Amazingly, they too were now UN-American.

It is a simple truth that when good Americans  judge people on the basis of where they come from, how they look, how they speak, what their religion is, gay or lesbian, black or white, it is terrorism.  Terrorism turns them into racists.  Good Americans see it as everyone is out to ruin the white man’s paradise.

I want my I Am UN-American t-shirt.  I intend to wear it as a badge of courage.  It is time for an “I Am UN-American’ project.

To paraphrase Eugene O’Neil from “A Moon for the Misbegotten”, ” It will be a mighty day for the poor and oppressed.”

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