Sunday, January 23, 2011

Back in the Day...

...when I was just a 10 or 11 year old kid, West Side Story BURST into my life...and I knew racism. At its finest.

(BTW, 50 years, a half century, have past, in case you didn't notice?)

Among people who were the same...of related families.

Stephen Sondheim made us notice it, in his lyrics. And Maestro Leonard Bernstein made the message even more important, through the music.

A sample:

All people, of whatever color, are called 'racist' these days. It's an EASY word to say...and then feel good about, isn't it? Until the time comes that YOU are called 'racist', for what you think is no apparent those of your own particular color.

That is when people tend to become non-citizens, especially when someone who thinks they have 'power' is the name-caller.

To that person (you know precisely who you are) I say:

You are nothing to me, and perhaps not much in the mind of the you have chosen darkness over light.

May you someday soon fall on your knees, and ask forgiveness for the awful things you have done.