Friday, February 15, 2008

A place at the table

For a long time we (Americans) have been told how well the economy is doing.
It is doing well.
It is strong. It is diverse.
For corporate interests.
For a long time we have been told that our government knows what is best.
It does.
It knows how to give Exxon/Mobile the biggest profits ever. It knows how to staunchly follow a president in all his inane wanderings. It knows how to erode the education of our population; feed us lines on why it's okay to allow monopolies in communication and energy, how to turn a blind eye to crumbling roads, deteriorating power grids; how to sell ports and roads to foreign countries; how to spend money, spend more money and spend even more money. None of which is theirs to spend. It knows how to privatize everything from cooks in the military to medical care for seniors and children.
Yes, the government knows best, just not for the American people.
For a long time the average American has stood against the wall while a select elite few have taken our seats at a table filled to overflowing by the fruits of all our labors. This select few gorging themselves on all the benefits our country has in bounty. Insisting the few scraps that fall from this feast are benevolent gifts to us (the vast majority) the we should be humbled to receive.
These tiny scraps are held out as though they were a vast fortune. Yet we starve. All the while they gorge.We stand against the wall, empty, forgotten. Forgotten until a plate is licked clean and then we are expected to fill it again.
No questions, no protest. The American people are expected to bring our bounty to the table. A bounty grown, created, built by hard work, sacrifice and pride. Yet we receive precious little from all we create.
It's time we the people step away from the wall. It's time we the people reclaim our place at that feast. It's time we the people remind Washington once and for all who hired them.
No more claims there is no room.
It is our table.
No more claims there is not enough to go around.
It's our feast, we created it.
No more lies. No more back room deals. No more apathetic politics. No more games played at the expense of our lives. At the expense of our children's, brother's, sister's, mother's, daughter's, father's and son's lives.
We have been forced to walk the spoil created from the sweat of our brow the callouses of our palms to the gaping mouths of these ever hungry few and then thank them for taking our time, money, jobs, our sacrifices.
Not anymore.
We will be heard.
We will join with every man, woman and child and march forward arm in arm; shoulder to shoulder to the steps of the capitol and proclaim, "You have kept us out too long!" "We the people have come to take back what has always been ours!"
No more excuses.
Not for any American. We are responsible for our own fate and today, tomorrow, every day from here on we take that responsibility.
The end has come for the gilded age. I have heard the voices of every American carried all the way from the ports of Anchorage Alaska, the fields outside of Lincoln Nebraska, to the cliffs of Ogunquit Maine.
I have read the words of the constitution of the United States of America;
"We the people....."
It's our words. All Americans.It's the dreams and hopes of our fore fathers.It's the dreams and hopes of all of us.Today, we the people reclaim our country. We the people cash in our check. Today, together we demand our government work for us and no longer keep us from the table where America's bounty is held.Together we can carry our voices to the halls of Congress, the Senate and the White House.
Change is now.
Change is possible.
Change is inevitable.