Archive for January, 2021

“Democracy has Prevailed”
President Joseph R. Biden, Jr.

“This is a Sad Day for America”
By John Pavlovitz
January 21, 2020

“This is a sad day for America.”

That’s all a former friend of ours could post on social media during the Inauguration of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris.

A sad day.

I wondered what made her sad watching it:

Was it a man who’s suffered unthinkable personal tragedy and loss, taking the oath of office at the age of 78-years old, after coming out of retirement to run because he felt an obligation to his nation to save it from a historically harmful presence?

Did that make her sad?

Was it the swearing in of the first female, black, Asian-American Vice President in our nation’s history?

Was she sad about that?

Was it the radiant countenance of 22-year old, African-America poet laureate Amanda Gorman, who overcame a speech impediment to eloquently deliver brilliant words of stratospheric hope to a nation so needing it?

Did that make my friend sad?

Was it the glorious prophetic fire of Rev. Silvester Beaman’s benediction, as he declared that “In our common humanity, we will seek out the wounded and bind their wounds, we will seek healing for those who are sick and diseased… we will befriend the lonely, the least, and the left out.”

As a professed Christian, was that why she was sad?

Perhaps it was the show of solidarity by the living presidents from both sides of the aisle who assembled to witness an inauguration, on the site of what only two weeks prior was a deadly, failed attempt by domestic terrorists to violently prevent it…

Was that cause for her despair?

Or was it the words of President Biden’s speech themselves?

Did his words make her sad?

When he declared:

“This is America’s day… Today we celebrate the triumph, not of a candidate, but of a cause, the cause of democracy.”

Was she sad seeing a man in power not make it something about himself, but about the nation he was charged with serving, about him not needing praise or attention for a millisecond?

Was it hearing him say:

“So now, on this hallowed ground, where just a few days ago violence sought to shake the Capitol’s very foundation, we come together as one nation, under God, indivisible, to carry out the peaceful transfer of power as we have for more than two centuries.” 

Was that clear condemnation of violent domestic terrorism, a moment of sadness for her?

Did sadness come when the President declared:

“To overcome these challenges, to restore the soul and secure the future of America, requires so much more than words. It requires the most elusive of all things in a democracy: unity. Unity. In another January, on New Year’s Day in 1863, Abraham Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation. When he put pen to paper, the president said, and I quote, ‘If my name ever goes down into history, it’ll be for this act, and my whole soul is in it.’

“My whole soul is in it. Today, on this January day, my whole soul is in this: bringing America together, uniting our people, uniting our nation.”

Was something other than a battle posture from a sitting president an occasion to grieve for her? Has she been so conditioned by a small, fragile man whose only play was vilification, demonization, and war rhetoric—that the very idea of unity now brings mourning?

Was she sad when President Biden said:

“To all of those who did not support us, let me say this. Hear me out as we move forward. Take a measure of me and my heart. If you still disagree, so be it. That’s democracy. That’s America. The right to dissent peaceably. Within the guardrails of our republic, it’s perhaps this nation’s greatest strength. Yet, hear me clearly: disagreement must not lead to disunion. And I pledge this to you, I will be a president for all Americans—all Americans. And I promise you, I will fight as hard for those who did not support me as for those who did.”

Was hearing as a Republican in the first 10 minutes of Joe Biden’s presidency, words of affirmation and compassion and validation that, as a non-Republican, were never once offered to me in four years? Was she sad to be considered instead of condemned by a sitting president? Was it him being to her, what his replacement never cared to be for me: a leader who saw me? Was she sad about that?

Was our former friend filled with despair when the 46th President declared:

“There is truth and there are lies, lies told for power and for profit. And each of us has a duty and a responsibility as citizens, as Americans, and especially, as leaders, leaders who have pledged to honor our Constitution and protect our nation, to defend the truth and defeat the lies.”

Have 48 months of abject falsehoods and manufactured reality, now made an affirmation of objective truth a source of personal sadness?

Was it President Biden’s closing, in which he promised:

“My fellow Americans, I close the day where I began, with a sacred oath before God and all of you. I give you my word, I will always level with you. I will defend the Constitution. I’ll defend our democracy. I’ll defend America. And I’ll give all, all of you, keep everything I do in your service, thinking not of power, but of possibilities, not of personal injuries, but the public good. And together, we shall write an American story of hope, not fear. Of unity, not division. Of light, not darkness. A story of decency and dignity, love and healing, greatness and goodness.”

Was that clear, open-hearted declaration to spend himself on behalf of a people and a nation he loves, a moment of sadness for our friend?

I’m going to reach out to her and ask her to name with specificity why she was “sad” watching the Inauguration of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris, but I’m not hopeful I’ll get an answer.

I don’t think even she knows.

I imagine she, like so many people in our nation, has been so weaned on a false story of her present oppression and impending demise, so gas-lit by her president into being perpetually terrified, that in this moment she can’t see clearly.

She can’t see that normal is better, that more diverse is better, that words of kindness are better.

She can’t see that this president is for her, that he is for me, that he is for this nation.

She can’t see that this president, while not perfect—actually gives a damn about her in ways the former president simply never did.

That makes me sad.

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“Never, never, never give up….!”

Winston Churchill

We are in very difficult times. We feel attacked from all sides; first by the relentless, vicious COVID-19 virus and then by the drastic economic shut down leaving us helpless to meet financial responsibilities. Then we got hit by job losses, making it virtually impossible to catch up with our debts. Further discouragement followed when we had to separate from friends from family.

The very core of our democracy has been under attack by unfathomable conspiracies which countless numbers of people actually believe, so much so, they perpetrated a physical all-out assault on our Capital, threatened to hang VP Pence and kidnap Speaker Pelosi, and five people ended up dead.

To top it all off, we now know that the fox is in the henhouse (and that includes Fox News). Several capitol police enabled and supported the criminal invasion and even worse, actual members of Congress gave mob rioters the information they needed to storm the building and offices.

Marjorie Taylor Greene, the GOP winner of a Georgia congressional seat in a heavily Republican district and a professed QAnon conspiracy believer, posted a picture of herself holding a rifle with photos of three liberal congresswomen of color and the vow to “go on the offense” against the “Squad” an unprecedented threat against lawmakers who have ended up being her congressional colleagues. She has been recorded calling other Black Democrats “slaves” and Trump called her a “future Republican Star”. How can our legislators feel safe in a meeting with people they know have vowed to kill them? Especially now, when it is a distinct reality.

Let that sink in.

How can we run a democratic government under such threat? It’s too much. It’s just too much. We can become overwhelmed with the attacks and want to escape. But we can’t. We mustn’t ever give up. Life can sometimes be harsh, cruel, dangerous and unfair, but take a minute to watch this little bear cub and let his determination speak to you. You may have seen this video before, but believe me, you need to see it in its entirety again.

Watch the full 2.5 minutes here today, tomorrow and the next day, until the courage and determination of this little guy is locked in your brain and your heart.

Winston Churchill and the indomitable, courageous British stood up to the Nazis even though the dead lay all around them and their country had been ravished. They were hungry. They were exhausted. They were afraid. But they never, never, never gave up!

Nor will we!!

With thanks to my good friend Jack Dexter for this video. He encourages us to share it with our children as well.

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If you supported Trump or any of his groveling sycophants*, don’t even THINK about denying your role in this!!

*Exception: Mitt Romney, who followed moral values and was the ONLY one to impeach him last year

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“Time is like a river. You cannot touch the same water twice because the flow that has passed, will never pass again. Enjoy every moment in life.”


Imagine there is a bank that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day.

What would you do? Draw every cent out, of course!

Each of us has such a bank account. Its name is TIME. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.

Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft.

Each day, it opens a new account for you. Each night, it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day’s deposits, the loss is yours. There is no going back. There is no drawing against the “tomorrow”. You must live in the present on today’s deposits. Invest it so as to get it from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!

The clock is running. Make the most of today…

  • To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
  • To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.
  • To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
  • To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
  • To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.
  • To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.
  • To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics.

Treasure every moment you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special–special enough to spend your time with. And remember:

Time waits for no one. 

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