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Coaches mentors, transformational experts and wizards and witches!, I'll be teaching the morning energy transmission sessions at Dane Tomas Spiral...

Coaches mentors, transformational experts and wizards and witches!
I'll be teaching the morning energy transmission sessions at Dane Tomas Spiral pract training! It's starting to become a bit of a tradition!
I will be sharing my magic and my own Qigong system daily to the new and current crew!
I am a Spiral Practitioner myself and have been teaching at his last 4 events!
If your wanting to tap into an art that is super transformational and get the edge as a coach or a mentor!
This is your opportunity now! Take it!
If you want to really level up? You want to really consider doing this if your a coach or mentor and pull the trigger on becoming a Spiral Practitioner.
You have my word that you will have some of the best tools on the planet for raising your consciousness, facing the shadow and understanding the emotional blocks and patterns that hold you back from all types of success!
Ive been using this art to unlock my potential the last 3 or 4 years! Mine and my clients too!
It truly is one of the most amazing transformational arts out there today!
I use the tools almost daily to grow into all new areas and levels of my life and you will be equipped with all you need to transform your life and your clients life too!
When Dane and I met! We traded arts and realized that the power of both needed to be explored together for our own growth!
Since that time life for us both has unfolded in magical ways!
So if your wanting to get the edge this year in your transformational game from you to yourself, and from you to your clients!
This opportunity is 100% right for you and I endorse it!
Dive in and learn this secret art!
If you have any questions feel free to PM!
I think Dane has one spot left in a group I think of about 20!
So dive in and don't wait if you feel this is right for you! Just do it!
Cheers ✌️

2nd Last Day on the Mountain! Then back to business as usual!, January numbers are up in the business by 4x this year! Business is doubling the past...

2nd Last Day on the Mountain! Then back to business as usual!
January numbers are up in the business by 4x this year! Business is doubling the past 2 years also!
Life is as magical as ever!
Yesterday I Snowboarded half the day!
The afternoon or second half from 3pm, I had 2 x (1 on 1) Transformational Sessions with my High Preforming Golden Mean Master Mind Clients. I love this part of my life!
(We are working together for a whole year and the results are already Flowing Powerfully!
One client has had a 3328% increase in her business the last quarter! That's pretty incredible and that is not a typo either. That was achieved through her efforts and the 8 x 20min mentor Scale & Grow package on the ZEN ARCHER 8 week Transformational course! We dive deep into advanced transformation strategy business and personal for scale!
The second client has completely reorganized her business model from the inside out to align with a better model. She can now serve her customers with far more power, ease and generate far more profit to her bottom line also! This allows her clients also to generate far more impact and profit too. Total win win! Her model also allows her to live the life she loves too. Triple Win! This is very important if you want a highly fulfilling and high preforming business as one! (Everyone has different desires and life/business targets after all ) She is launching her book this year also and so much more awesomeness is to come!
When we set an intention we must be prepared to deliver on it! All the way!
I am committed to more of these magick dayz this year! Where I am preforming high, living a life I love and serving others to the highest capacity I can based on the model they choose to work with me in!
Hit me up if your looking for a mentor course! I have a new program launching Feb 12!
I am also committed to more new self development to stretch myself to serve my clients in the highest way possible too!
My heart IS and has been BUZZING today on the mountain because of many things and lots of hard work in the past aligning now! #verygrateful
Following your own unique path is not always easy, especially after the beginning PART is over! You must always evolve and learn with you and your team! You must build your confidence up and then in a healthy way break it down so you have more room to grow again! This takes a lot of courage genuinely speaking!
Here for those who need the guidance on their own journey to your own version of greatness too!
Always I am open to be contacted in which I will always do my best to find the right way for you! Even if that way is not with me ✌️
As a result of past effort and self responsibility, I am now embodying the fine art of working Smart and Hard while being in compete flow with the universe, my values, my vision, my model and my outcomes too are all aligning with far greater ease!
I am Uber grateful for this because I am committed to helping others do the same as I have in their own unique ways too!
Thank you for being a part of my life in some way shape or form! Thank you for being on this list of friends!
In 2018 - Dive in and create the magic you want in your life! Now is the time to make great moves into what you truly want!
Don't wait!
Time waits for no one!
Big love ❤️
Rhyn from Japan

Living a life of relaxed virtue!, What does this mean to you?, To me

Living a life of relaxed virtue!
What does this mean to you?
To me...
It is to live a good life!
Live to naturally do small good deeds daily & I find your life will naturally prosper!
What can you do differently today to change things up?
What small good deeds or gestures can you make to another person?
Small is good and small is beautiful too!
Anyway, something to ponder for a life!

This pic was taking by a friend today!

This pic was taking by a friend today!
Seriously I LOVE MY LIFE!
My LIFESTYLE IS and has been freaken EPIC 4 Like 16 years now!
Ups and downs of course! That's part of living your dream!
However mark my words!
The truth is when your chi is strong flowing deep within your meridian channels, your connected to your source, your higher self and your true nature within! Life WILL self organize for you and in a grand way for you!
it will be ridiculously fast yet in slow-motion! It will be effortless and deeply effective if you learn how to open this magic for you! It's a natural science I have dedicated my life too!
Anyone who has followed me for at least a decade will understand this!
This is the beauty of following life from the inside not the outside!
You stop trying to live another persons journey, you start naturally to live your own, it is guided by a purpose that is you and greater then you!
This is all possible and from this space I allow my vision, goals and targets to guide a deeper intuition and richer perspective! This allows a pretty awesome life to manifest and unfold!
Thank you my friends for following me as my life turns from one moment to the next! I appreciate you all very much!
I believe in all your dreams, potential and all your natural gifts so much it drives my creative engines and opens my potential to download from the HEAVENS AND THE UNIVERSE!
Thanks for being a legend and a friend!
Many blessings from the mountains of Japan!

Life changing moment

Life changing moment...I just put contact lenses in for the first time ever! and got them out again! ^_^
This may seem small to many but it has been a big story of mine for my whole life (i've had glasses since I was 10) that I couldn't do it. :)
I just kept saying "Fleassy, you squeezed a human out of your vagina...you can put a frigging contact lens in!"

I'm so LOVING the wild, unpredictable nature of Yoni Club

I'm so LOVING the wild, unpredictable nature of Yoni Club...
So far we've had:
*Outbursts of yoni-looking flowers and incredible poetry
*Lots of powerful sister support on topics like sexual health challenges, contraception, yoni steams and vagina-positive parenting
*Vulnerable sharings about how we view orgasm and our connection with our Yonis
*And spreading the love with book recommendations, self care tips, articles and hilarious comedy shows!
So juicy... just like a Yoni Club should be! <3
Want in? Join us here...

What if we don't need to BEAT Post Traumatic Stress? Or BATTLE cancer?, What if it's not about PUSHING through to 'lose that baby weight'?, Or...

What if we don't need to BEAT Post Traumatic Stress? Or BATTLE cancer?
What if it's not about PUSHING through to 'lose that baby weight'?
Or SMASHING YOURSELF in the gym to get ripped?
What if we stop seeing challenges we have as things to FIGHT AGAINST?
What if there's a gentler way that involves curiosity and self discovery and exploration? What if we approach what's happening in our bodies as something to learn from and work with for our benefit, rather than something to SMASH THE F**K OUT OF?
Of course, if the battling, beating, pushing and smashing is working for you and feels good - totally go for it - that's awesome and it's important you do what works for you.
I just wonder if this mindset of BEAT, SMASH, BATTLE, PUSH is serving us as a collective.
I see the same approach with sex... For many people, there's a movement towards HARDER and faster and more forceful and more violent and more crazy porn... and there comes a point where it just can't get any harder or faster or crazy and then it's like 'oh... now what?'
Well now we slow the f**k down. Get really curious about what's actually going on. Explore subtle sensations. Feel things more fully. Make small changes to get different results. See what else is out there.

Does anyone else get this?, I'm writing new words for my website and I just had to delete a couple of really *great* sentences because they didn't...

Does anyone else get this?
I'm writing new words for my website and I just had to delete a couple of really *great* sentences because they didn't quite fit with the vibe anymore and for a moment I actually GRIEVED their loss. *sniff* I know. My life is so hard.
I get it with projects all the time.
People are all like: "Wow, you're doing so MUCH!"
And my response is often something like: "Yeah kinda... but it doesn't feel like I'm doing a lot. I'm actually doing about 3% of what wants to come through right now. I feel creatively backed up and constipated all. the. time."
It's called 'killing your darlings' - letting go of what isn't COMPLETELY right so you can be fully present with what you are creating that IS right - and make that as potent and powerful as possible.
Ugh, it's sometimes a tad painful though. I feel like all kinds of projects, trips, courses, adventures, books, sessions, articles, retreats and events have little births and deaths through me every day. I'm used to it and these days I don't get too attached to things, easy come easy go...
I definitely fantasise about having a massive team of people who wanted to help more of these wild bliss visions a reality. It will happen at some point!


for amazing MEMOIRS written by WOMEN -
Please tell me which ones you loved and WHY.
Bonus Bonnie-Brownie Points for memoirs that are well written, maybe a bit sexy, fascinating, real and raw.
I'm enjoying a revival of the lost art of book reading. So much delicious multi-layered depth to savour in books rather than barely-skimming-the-surface articles, social media posts or blogs. <3

How's your connection with your womb?, Does it feel magical and overflowing with creative juice?, Or maybe it's feeling a bit meh and flat lately?,...

How's your connection with your womb?
Does it feel magical and overflowing with creative juice?
Or maybe it's feeling a bit meh and flat lately?
If you're inspired to make your womb a pulsating, alive and fertile ground for creativity (whether you're wanting to create small humans or OTHER magical things) I think you'll enjoy this free online event hosted by the lovely Naomi Love.
I'm honoured to be a part of it, along with many other amazing women and experts in their fields.
The Wise Womb Medicine Path Fertility Summit.
This event is special because it is a weaving of wisdoms, lineages, knowledge and experience from women who are Masters in the fields of Mystical Studies, Emotional Alchemy, Sacred Feminine, Sexual Healing, Tantra, Womb Medicine, Earth Centered Healing, Nutritional Therapy, Flower Essences, Herbal Medicine and Women's Healing.
Novice OR Master, We Welcome You. Whether you are curious to learn more about fertility, conscious conception, or deepening your own connection to your Womb and your Sexuality, we welcome you.
Sign up HERE www.wisewombmedicinepath.com/fertility-summit <3

MY LIVE VIDEO on the Yoniverse page about Mythbusting the 'quick fix' of things like viagra, porn addiction, the O-Shot (orgasm shot!) and boob jobs

MY LIVE VIDEO on the Yoniverse page about Mythbusting the 'quick fix' of things like viagra, porn addiction, the O-Shot (orgasm shot!) and boob jobs... A bit controversial - but I just can't help it! ;-)


It's so f**king enticing sometimes isn't it?
To just pay the money and have the procedure and THEN... boom!!
Your 'problem' will magically be solved!
Maybe you think there's something 'WRONG' with you. Something that is NOT ok and needs to be FIXED.
And so you need to find someone who will DO SOMETHING TO YOU that will make things BETTER.
Simple as that. Easy, right?
Except it's NOT usually quite that easy - and this culture we've created of expecting instant gratification can be quite a dangerous thing when it comes to how we treat our bodies.
Let me unpack what I mean by this...
(*Note: I have zero judgement towards the choices people make - I'm just interested in exploring what WORKS long term, and not choosing invasive procedures unless they are really RIGHT for you - rather than just going for the fastest thing that seems like a 'fix' at the time.)
"I hate my breasts. They're all flat and boring and weird shaped and some lovers have said they'd rather my boobs were bigger and, well, I just think I'd feel more like a woman if I got a boob job."
Just get the damn boob job. Pay someone heaps of money to knock you out and cut holes in your body and put bits of silicon stuff in there. Sew up the holes, creating long scars. Heal from the operation, restricting your activity over a few weeks. Have bigger breasts. TICK. SORTED. Woo hoo! Problem solved! (Or is it??)
Maybe you feel waaaay better about your breasts afterwards. You're glad you got the implants and feel amazing about the new shape your body has. You feel fine about the risks and side effects and you're happy to have them redone every 10 years or so to avoid rupturing. Maybe you feel more powerful and sexually confident with them in. That's great!
OR... Maybe the recovery was quite long and painful. And the scars look weird. And maybe when your new lover touches your breasts, he knows they're fake because they're harder than usual. And maybe the scar tissue creates adhesions, or one of the implants burst inside your body after a couple of years, causing infection. Maybe you get metal poisoning due to platinum exposure. Or chronic breast pain. Or when you try to breastfeed your new baby, it's just not possible. Hrmm...
You don't get the boob job. You take time to discover more about why you dislike your breasts. You delve into the emotions that come up for you about your breasts and your heart - feeling and releasing old stories about pleasing others.
You notice how crappy it felt to be judged, and remind yourself that if some dude thinks you 'should' have bigger breasts in order for him to enjoy being with you sexually, he's shallow and probably obsessed with porn and that's his 'problem', not yours. Yeah! You claim back your power and your body and start relating with people who love your body how it is.
You devote 3 minutes every day to LOVING your breasts, exactly as they are. You massage them with luscious oils and touch them regularly. You start to feel your breasts as a beautiful part of you! Yummmm... <3
You...Feel amazing in the body you're in. Release old stuff that was holding you back. Feel a sense of sovereignty within yourself - that YOUR whole body is amazing and powerful. Love how your breasts look whenever you see them (and then notice how your future partner loves your breasts as much as you do!) Overcome co-dependant or pleasing patterns in relationship.
Enjoy the health benefits of breasts that are regularly touched and massaged. Witness your child enjoying the many health benefits of natural breastfeeding. Know that your breasts are f**king magical on their own and they have the potential to sustain human LIFE from the liquid that comes out of them (whether we choose to procreate or not!)
Solution 2 has ZERO adverse side effects or potential issues. There's literally NOTHING dangerous or risky about taking more time to love up a part of your body that you judge or dislike (except that on the way you might temporarily experience the discomfort of feeling some blocked emotions that have been hanging around there!)
"I'm feeling so disconnected from my sexuality. I have a bit of sensation in my clit, but the rest of my vaglna feels numb and desensitised and these days I wouldn't know what an orgasm was if it bit me in the butt."
(haha there's a funny image in my mind right now!)
(In case you haven't heard of this 'miracle cure' - the O-Shot is a medical procedure gaining in popularity around the world where blood is taken from your arm, spun in a centrifuge to create "high quality” Platelet Rich Plasma, and injected into your genitalia (near the clitoris and vaginal wall), where it stimulates growth and repair and increases blood flow.The shot comes with a reported range of benefits that include easier arousal, better orgasms, G-spot orgasms and alieviating urinary incontinence.)
You go to a special doctor trained to provide the 'O-Shot', pay them $1500 for just over an hour of their time, get your vag numbed out completely, get blood taken from your arm and then get needles stuck into your vagina in a few different places (but you're numb so it doesn't hurt... except if it does!)
A bit different to a boob job, this procedure is not purely cosmetic and it does ACTUALLY bring more blood flow to the vaglna - so apparently around 50% of women get a WOW factor immediately, feeling more sensation and pleasure. The other 50% get a slow increase of sensation and pleasure over a few weeks. So whichever half you're in, sex probably does feel better physically. You feel more pleasure. Orgasms are easier. Your partner is happier about this too, and your relationship improves as a result. Yay O-Shot!
But maybe... it's not THAT amazing. Maybe you get a bit of soreness or bruising afterwards. Or you're one of the very tiny percentage of women who get nerve damage (from sticking needles in such a delicate, nerve rich area). Maybe it feels gooooood, kinda... but it's not like DEEPLY satisfying. And you're supposed to go get a 'top up' in 6 months or a year - another $1500 for an hour! You can't shake the weirdness that you need to rely on a doctor to stick a bunch of needles in your vag in order to feel good. There's still some heavy emotional stuff hanging around every time your partner wants to make love. Your libido isn't totally online. You're wishing you felt more sexually ALIVE or something.
You do some research about WHY you might not be experiencing much pleasure or sensation in your vaglna. You learn all kinds of cool stuff and realise that your lack of pleasure / sensitivity thing is likely a combination of a few different things, like:
*Not having access to the right information about pleasure and orgasm - and actually being told INCORRECT information!
*Having relationships with partners who weren't exactly respectful towards this part of you - and finding it hard to set boundaries and ask for what you need during sex (Foreplay was a 5 minute thing - how could you expect to feel much!?)
*Feeling physically numb, probably due to lack of exercise, bad posture and sitting down all day, as well as not really taking time to explore this part of you (if you don't use it, you lose it!!)
*Having sexual shame or trauma and generally avoiding your genitals because (on some level) you believe that they are dirty / shameful / sinful / bad or gross.
*An underlying belief that you don't DESERVE to feel pleasure - and there's no TIME for pleasure and you're just supposed to constantly do everything for everyone else.
Wow. Ok so you go on a whole journey of discovery with this stuff and adapt your lifestyle bit by bit. It starts to become fascinating and exciting. You're actually loving exercising a bit more. You start using a standing desk and moving around more at home. Your bedside is stacked with sex books and you're trying all kinds of new techniques and practices - which fill you with energy and inspiration.
You start creating habits of communicating more clearly with your partner about what you need and desire and you make sure to have longer foreplay so your body is REALLY ready for penetration. You explore your sexual shame and start releasing it through embodiment practices like sensual erotic dance - reclaiming your sexuality as your own as you bring more blood flow to the pelvis through movement.
You learn how to give yourself an internal yoni massage once a week and release some old sticky emotional blockages, as well as discover all kinds of amazing pleasure - and release the physical tension in the muscles of the pelvic bowl, which also brings more blood flow and sensitivity.
Orgasms are deeper and more cosmic than you ever could have imagined. Your vaglna is a throbbing powerhouse of pleasure and bliss, and at any moment you know how to access pleasure in your body - and you did it all YOURSELF! (with a little gentle support from experienced practitioners maybe) Go you!
This world becomes part of your lifestyle and doesn't feel like it takes extra TIME - you actually feel more relaxed and open in all areas of your life because you're deeply connected to your body and you feel WHOLE.
I'M NOT AGAINST THE O-SHOT OR OTHER PROCEDURES - I'm just interested in exploring WHY we don't have pleasure / sensitivity / blood flow in the pelvis in the first place - and seeing what kind of ways we can reconnect with that, without needing to actually stick needles in our vaglnas.
BEWARE THE MAGICAL QUICK-FIX - whether it's an O-shot, a boob job, labiaplasty or even a yoni massage - especially if you think that a session, an operation or a procedure is going to magically solve all your problems - there's basically zero chance of that happening. Yoni massage or Yoni Mapping Therapy with a trustworthy practitioner can be amazing - IF you are willing to continue your own practice at home - and people do sometimes have big breakthroughs in sessions, but it's definitely not a cure-all-magic-pill-quick-fix!!
The body is a whole intelligent world within itself. Its parts do not exist within a vacuum. And you are not only your body. You have an intellect. You have emotions. You likely have shame and trauma and fear from past experiences. You live in a culture where you're fed certain information and you've internalised beliefs about who you are that may not be accurate. You are a complex being that exists on many levels - so any 'problem' you have will need to be approached from a slightly broader perspective than 'just stick it with needles' or 'cut it open and put bits in it!'
#RantOver #LateNightMythBusting

Are you ready for the best club since Pony Club?, Welcome to YONI CLUB!! (click link below to join), Where you can learn all about your 'little Yoni'

Are you ready for the best club since Pony Club?
Welcome to YONI CLUB!! (click link below to join)
Where you can learn all about your 'little Yoni'... ;-)
A safe and supportive space for women with vaginas to share stories or resources, get inspired, learn stuff, ask questions, be silly, connect and generally feel like we're all in this together and our vaginas are amazing.
I created this group like 5 days ago and posted about it once, and there are already 300 plus women in there - and some really fascinating conversations and sharings already - so exciting!!
I'm loving having a little corner of the internet where I know that everyone there is actually open to connect about this kind of stuff - I don't feel quite so ridiculous and I can share the kind of things that I wouldn't normally share here (yes, those exist and yes I totally censor myself a LOT - even though some of you may not believe that...) <3
Image appropriated and altered by the amazing Alex White, (inspired by my original announcement of Yoni Club)
Wanna join us?

Also in this morning’s NY Times, it appears that the two senators who denied that tRump called predominantly Black countries (Haiti and the 55...

Also in this morning’s NY Times, it appears that the two senators who denied that tRump called predominantly Black countries (Haiti and the 55 countries on the African continent) “shitholes”.
When questioned further, they said he had used the word “shithouses”.
In related news, there is hot debate within the White House staff over which word, “shitholes” or “shithouses”, is least offensive.
Seriously. I’m not making this up.

LETTER FROM BIRMINGHAM JAIL, April 16, 1963, MY DEAR FELLOW CLERGYMEN:, While confined here in the Birmingham city jail, I came across your recent...

April 16, 1963
While confined here in the Birmingham city jail, I came across your recent statement calling my present activities "unwise and untimely." Seldom do I pause to answer criticism of my work and ideas. If I sought to answer all the criticisms that cross my desk, my secretaries would have little time for anything other than such correspondence in the course of the day, and I would have no time for constructive work. But since I feel that you are men of genuine good will and that your criticisms are sincerely set forth, I want to try to answer your statements in what I hope will be patient and reasonable terms.
I think I should indicate why I am here In Birmingham, since you have been influenced by the view which argues against "outsiders coming in." I have the honor of serving as president of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, an organization operating in every southern state, with headquarters in Atlanta, Georgia. We have some eighty-five affiliated organizations across the South, and one of them is the Alabama Christian Movement for Human Rights. Frequently we share staff, educational and financial resources with our affiliates. Several months ago the affiliate here in Birmingham asked us to be on call to engage in a nonviolent direct-action program if such were deemed necessary. We readily consented, and when the hour came we lived up to our promise. So I, along with several members of my staff, am here because I was invited here I am here because I have organizational ties here.
But more basically, I am in Birmingham because injustice is here. Just as the prophets of the eighth century B.C. left their villages and carried their "thus saith the Lord" far beyond the boundaries of their home towns, and just as the Apostle Paul left his village of Tarsus and carried the gospel of Jesus Christ to the far corners of the Greco-Roman world, so am I compelled to carry the gospel of freedom beyond my own home town. Like Paul, I must constantly respond to the Macedonian call for aid.
Moreover, I am cognizant of the interrelatedness of all communities and states. I cannot sit idly by in Atlanta and not be concerned about what happens in Birmingham. Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. Never again can we afford to live with the narrow, provincial "outside agitator" idea. Anyone who lives inside the United States can never be considered an outsider anywhere within its bounds.
You deplore the demonstrations taking place in Birmingham. But your statement, I am sorry to say, fails to express a similar concern for the conditions that brought about the demonstrations. I am sure that none of you would want to rest content with the superficial kind of social analysis that deals merely with effects and does not grapple with underlying causes. It is unfortunate that demonstrations are taking place in Birmingham, but it is even more unfortunate that the city's white power structure left the Negro community with no alternative.
In any nonviolent campaign there are four basic steps: collection of the facts to determine whether injustices exist; negotiation; self-purification; and direct action. We have gone through all of these steps in Birmingham. There can be no gainsaying the fact that racial injustice engulfs this community. Birmingham is probably the most thoroughly segregated city in the United States. Its ugly record of brutality is widely known. Negroes have experienced grossly unjust treatment in the courts. There have been more unsolved bombings of Negro homes and churches in Birmingham than in any other city in the nation. These are the hard, brutal facts of the case. On the basis of these conditions, Negro leaders sought to negotiate with the city fathers. But the latter consistently refused to engage in good-faith negotiation.
Then, last September, came the opportunity to talk with leaders of Birmingham's economic community. In the course of the negotiations, certain promises were made by the merchants --- for example, to remove the stores humiliating racial signs. On the basis of these promises, the Reverend Fred Shuttlesworth and the leaders of the Alabama Christian Movement for Human Rights agreed to a moratorium on all demonstrations. As the weeks and months went by, we realized that we were the victims of a broken promise. A few signs, briefly removed, returned; the others remained.
As in so many past experiences, our hopes had been blasted, and the shadow of deep disappointment settled upon us. We had no alternative except to prepare for direct action, whereby we would present our very bodies as a means of laying our case before the conscience of the local and the national community. Mindful of the difficulties involved, we decided to undertake a process of self-purification. We began a series of workshops on nonviolence, and we repeatedly asked ourselves : "Are you able to accept blows without retaliating?" "Are you able to endure the ordeal of jail?" We decided to schedule our direct-action program for the Easter season, realizing that except for Christmas, this is the main shopping period of the year. Knowing that a strong economic withdrawal program would be the by-product of direct action, we felt that this would be the best time to bring pressure to bear on the merchants for the needed change.
Then it occurred to us that Birmingham's mayoralty election was coming up in March, and we speedily decided to postpone action until after election day. When we discovered that the Commissioner of Public Safety, Eugene "Bull" Connor, had piled up enough votes to be in the run-off we decided again to postpone action until the day after the run-off so that the demonstrations could not be used to cloud the issues. Like many others, we waited to see Mr. Connor defeated, and to this end we endured postponement after postponement. Having aided in this community need, we felt that our direct-action program could be delayed no longer.
You may well ask: "Why direct action? Why sit-ins, marches and so forth? Isn't negotiation a better path?" You are quite right in calling, for negotiation. Indeed, this is the very purpose of direct action. Nonviolent direct action seeks to create such a crisis and foster such a tension that a community which has constantly refused to negotiate is forced to confront the issue. It seeks to so dramatize the issue that it can no longer be ignored. My citing the creation of tension as part of the work of the nonviolent-resister may sound rather shocking. But I must confess that I am not afraid of the word "tension." I have earnestly opposed violent tension, but there is a type of constructive, nonviolent tension which is necessary for growth. Just as Socrates felt that it was necessary to create a tension in the mind so that individuals could rise from the bondage of myths and half-truths to the unfettered realm of creative analysis and objective appraisal, we must we see the need for nonviolent gadflies to create the kind of tension in society that will help men rise from the dark depths of prejudice and racism to the majestic heights of understanding and brotherhood.
The purpose of our direct-action program is to create a situation so crisis-packed that it will inevitably open the door to negotiation. I therefore concur with you in your call for negotiation. Too long has our beloved Southland been bogged down in a tragic effort to live in monologue rather than dialogue.
One of the basic points in your statement is that the action that I and my associates have taken .in Birmingham is untimely. Some have asked: "Why didn't you give the new city administration time to act?" The only answer that I can give to this query is that the new Birmingham administration must be prodded about as much as the outgoing one, before it will act. We are sadly mistaken if we feel that the election of Albert Boutwell as mayor. will bring the millennium to Birmingham. While Mr. Boutwell is a much more gentle person than Mr. Connor, they are both segregationists, dedicated to maintenance of the status quo. I have hope that Mr. Boutwell will be reasonable enough to see the futility of massive resistance to desegregation. But he will not see this without pressure from devotees of civil rights. My friends, I must say to you that we have not made a single gain civil rights without determined legal and nonviolent pressure. Lamentably, it is an historical fact that privileged groups seldom give up their privileges voluntarily. Individuals may see the moral light and voluntarily give up their unjust posture; but, as Reinhold Niebuhr has reminded us, groups tend to be more immoral than individuals.
We know through painful experience that freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed. Frankly, I have yet to engage in a direct-action campaign that was "well timed" in the view of those who have not suffered unduly from the disease of segregation. For years now I have heard the word "Wait!" It rings in the ear of every Negro with piercing familiarity. This "Wait" has almost always meant "Never." We must come to see, with one of our distinguished jurists, that "justice too long delayed is justice denied."
We have waited for more than 340 years for our constitutional and God-given rights. The nations of Asia and Africa are moving with jetlike speed toward gaining political independence, but we stiff creep at horse-and-buggy pace toward gaining a cup of coffee at a lunch counter. Perhaps it is easy for those who have never felt the stinging dark of segregation to say, "Wait." But when you have seen vicious mobs lynch your mothers and fathers at will and drown your sisters and brothers at whim; when you have seen hate-filled policemen curse, kick and even kill your black brothers and sisters; when you see the vast majority of your twenty million Negro brothers smothering in an airtight cage of poverty in the midst of an affluent society; when you suddenly find your tongue twisted and your speech stammering as you seek to explain to your six-year-old daughter why she can't go to the public amusement park that has just been advertised on television, and see tears welling up in her eyes when she is told that Funtown is closed to colored children, and see ominous clouds of inferiority beginning to form in her little mental sky, and see her beginning to distort her personality by developing an unconscious bitterness toward white people; when you have to concoct an answer for a five-year-old son who is asking: "Daddy, why do white people treat colored people so mean?"; when you take a cross-country drive and find it necessary to sleep night after night in the uncomfortable corners of your automobile because no motel will accept you; when you are humiliated day in and day out by nagging signs reading "white" and "colored"; when your first name becomes "nigger," your middle name becomes "boy" (however old you are) and your last name becomes "John," and your wife and mother are never given the respected title "Mrs."; when you are harried by day and haunted by night by the fact that you are a Negro, living constantly at tiptoe stance, never quite knowing what to expect next, and are plagued with inner fears and outer resentments; when you go forever fighting a degenerating sense of "nobodiness" then you will understand why we find it difficult to wait. There comes a time when the cup of endurance runs over, and men are no longer willing to be plunged into the abyss of despair. I hope, sirs, you can understand our legitimate and unavoidable impatience.
You express a great deal of anxiety over our willingness to break laws. This is certainly a legitimate concern. Since we so diligently urge people to obey the Supreme Court's decision of 1954 outlawing segregation in the public schools, at first glance it may seem rather paradoxical for us consciously to break laws. One may want to ask: "How can you advocate breaking some laws and obeying others?" The answer lies in the fact that there are two types of laws: just and unjust. I would be the first to advocate obeying just laws. One has not only a legal but a moral responsibility to obey just laws. Conversely, one has a moral responsibility to disobey unjust laws. I would agree with St. Augustine that "an unjust law is no law at all"
Now, what is the difference between the two? How does one determine whether a law is just or unjust? A just law is a man-made code that squares with the moral law or the law of God. An unjust law is a code that is out of harmony with the moral law. To put it in the terms of St. Thomas Aquinas: An unjust law is a human law that is not rooted in eternal law and natural law. Any law that uplifts human personality is just. Any law that degrades human personality is unjust. All segregation statutes are unjust because segregation distorts the soul and damages the personality. It gives the segregator a false sense of superiority and the segregated a false sense of inferiority. Segregation, to use the terminology of the Jewish philosopher Martin Buber, substitutes an "I-it" relationship for an "I-thou" relationship and ends up relegating persons to the status of things. Hence segregation is not only politically, economically and sociologically unsound, it is morally wrong and awful. Paul Tillich said that sin is separation. Is not segregation an existential expression 'of man's tragic separation, his awful estrangement, his terrible sinfulness? Thus it is that I can urge men to obey the 1954 decision of the Supreme Court, for it is morally right; and I can urge them to disobey segregation ordinances, for they are morally wrong.
Let us consider a more concrete example of just and unjust laws. An unjust law is a code that a numerical or power majority group compels a minority group to obey but does not make binding on itself. This is difference made legal. By the same token, a just law is a code that a majority compels a minority to follow and that it is willing to follow itself. This is sameness made legal.
Let me give another explanation. A law is unjust if it is inflicted on a minority that, as a result of being denied the right to vote, had no part in enacting or devising the law. Who can say that the legislature of Alabama which set up that state's segregation laws was democratically elected? Throughout Alabama all sorts of devious methods are used to prevent Negroes from becoming registered voters, and there are some counties in which, even though Negroes constitute a majority of the population, not a single Negro is registered. Can any law enacted under such circumstances be considered democratically structured?
Sometimes a law is just on its face and unjust in its application. For instance, I have been arrested on a charge of parading without a permit. Now, there is nothing wrong in having an ordinance which requires a permit for a parade. But such an ordinance becomes unjust when it is used to maintain segregation and to deny citizens the First Amendment privilege of peaceful assembly and protest.
I hope you are able to ace the distinction I am trying to point out. In no sense do I advocate evading or defying the law, as would the rabid segregationist. That would lead to anarchy. One who breaks an unjust law must do so openly, lovingly, and with a willingness to accept the penalty. I submit that an individual who breaks a law that conscience tells him is unjust and who willingly accepts the penalty of imprisonment in order to arouse the conscience of the community over its injustice, is in reality expressing the highest respect for law.
Of course, there is nothing new about this kind of civil disobedience. It was evidenced sublimely in the refusal of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego to obey the laws of Nebuchadnezzar, on the ground that a higher moral law was at stake. It was practiced superbly by the early Christians, who were willing to face hungry lions and the excruciating pain of chopping blocks rather than submit to certain unjust laws of the Roman Empire. To a degree, academic freedom is a reality today because Socrates practiced civil disobedience. In our own nation, the Boston Tea Party represented a massive act of civil disobedience.
We should never forget that everything Adolf Hitler did in Germany was "legal" and everything the Hungarian freedom fighters did in Hungary was "illegal." It was "illegal" to aid and comfort a Jew in Hitler's Germany. Even so, I am sure that, had I lived in Germany at the time, I would have aided and comforted my Jewish brothers. If today I lived in a Communist country where certain principles dear to the Christian faith are suppressed, I would openly advocate disobeying that country's antireligious laws.
I must make two honest confessions to you, my Christian and Jewish brothers. First, I must confess that over the past few years I have been gravely disappointed with the white moderate. I have almost reached the regrettable conclusion that the Negro's great stumbling block in his stride toward freedom is not the White Citizen's Counciler or the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate, who is more devoted to "order" than to justice; who prefers a negative peace which is the absence of tension to a positive peace which is the presence of justice; who constantly says: "I agree with you in the goal you seek, but I cannot agree with your methods of direct action"; who paternalistically believes he can set the timetable for another man's freedom; who lives by a mythical concept of time and who constantly advises the Negro to wait for a "more convenient season." Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will. Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection.
I had hoped that the white moderate would understand that law and order exist for the purpose of establishing justice and that when they fan in this purpose they become the dangerously structured dams that block the flow of social progress. I had hoped that the white moderate would understand that the present tension in the South is a necessary phase of the transition from an obnoxious negative peace, in which the Negro passively accepted his unjust plight, to a substantive and positive peace, in which all men will respect the dignity and worth of human personality. Actually, we who engage in nonviolent direct action are not the creators of tension. We merely bring to the surface the hidden tension that is already alive. We bring it out in the open, where it can be seen and dealt with. Like a boil that can never be cured so long as it is covered up but must be opened with an its ugliness to the natural medicines of air and light, injustice must be exposed, with all the tension its exposure creates, to the light of human conscience and the air of national opinion before it can be cured.
In your statement you assert that our actions, even though peaceful, must be condemned because they precipitate violence. But is this a logical assertion? Isn't this like condemning a robbed man because his possession of money precipitated the evil act of robbery? Isn't this like condemning Socrates because his unswerving commitment to truth and his philosophical inquiries precipitated the act by the misguided populace in which they made him drink hemlock? Isn't this like condemning Jesus because his unique God-consciousness and never-ceasing devotion to God's will precipitated the evil act of crucifixion? We must come to see that, as the federal courts have consistently affirmed, it is wrong to urge an individual to cease his efforts to gain his basic constitutional rights because the quest may precipitate violence. Society must protect the robbed and punish the robber.
I had also hoped that the white moderate would reject the myth concerning time in relation to the struggle for freedom. I have just received a letter from a white brother in Texas. He writes: "All Christians know that the colored people will receive equal rights eventually, but it is possible that you are in too great a religious hurry. It has taken Christianity almost two thousand years to accomplish what it has. The teachings of Christ take time to come to earth." Such an attitude stems from a tragic misconception of time, from the strangely rational notion that there is something in the very flow of time that will inevitably cure all ills. Actually, time itself is neutral; it can be used either destructively or constructively. More and more I feel that the people of ill will have used time much more effectively than have the people of good will. We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people. Human progress never rolls in on wheels of inevitability; it comes through the tireless efforts of men willing to be co-workers with God, and without this 'hard work, time itself becomes an ally of the forces of social stagnation. We must use time creatively, in the knowledge that the time is always ripe to do right. Now is the time to make real the promise of democracy and transform our pending national elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood. Now is the time to lift our national policy from the quicksand of racial injustice to the solid rock of human dignity.
You speak of our activity in Birmingham as extreme. At first I was rather disappointed that fellow clergymen would see my nonviolent efforts as those of an extremist. I began thinking about the fact that stand in the middle of two opposing forces in the Negro community. One is a force of complacency, made up in part of Negroes who, as a result of long years of oppression, are so drained of self-respect and a sense of "somebodiness" that they have adjusted to segregation; and in part of a few middle class Negroes who, because of a degree of academic and economic security and because in some ways they profit by segregation, have become insensitive to the problems of the masses. The other force is one of bitterness and hatred, and it comes perilously close to advocating violence. It is expressed in the various black nationalist groups that are springing up across the nation, the largest and best-known being Elijah Muhammad's Muslim movement. Nourished by the Negro's frustration over the continued existence of racial discrimination, this movement is made up of people who have lost faith in America, who have absolutely repudiated Christianity, and who have concluded that the white man is an incorrigible "devil."
I have tried to stand between these two forces, saying that we need emulate neither the "do-nothingism" of the complacent nor the hatred and despair of the black nationalist. For there is the more excellent way of love and nonviolent protest. I am grateful to God that, through the influence of the Negro church, the way of nonviolence became an integral part of our struggle.
If this philosophy had not emerged, by now many streets of the South would, I am convinced, be flowing with blood. And I am further convinced that if our white brothers dismiss as "rabble-rousers" and "outside agitators" those of us who employ nonviolent direct action, and if they refuse to support our nonviolent efforts, millions of Negroes will, out of frustration and despair, seek solace and security in black-nationalist ideologies a development that would inevitably lead to a frightening racial nightmare.
Oppressed people cannot remain oppressed forever. The yearning for freedom eventually manifests itself, and that is what has happened to the American Negro. Something within has reminded him of his birthright of freedom, and something without has reminded him that it can be gained. Consciously or unconsciously, he has been caught up by the Zeitgeist, and with his black brothers of Africa and his brown and yellow brothers of Asia, South America and the Caribbean, the United States Negro is moving with a sense of great urgency toward the promised land of racial justice. If one recognizes this vital urge that has engulfed the Negro community, one should readily understand why public demonstrations are taking place. The Negro has many pent-up resentments and latent frustrations, and he must release them. So let him march; let him make prayer pilgrimages to the city hall; let him go on freedom rides--and try to understand why he must do so. If his repressed emotions are not released in nonviolent ways, they will seek expression through violence; this is not a threat but a fact of history. So I have not said to my people: "Get rid of your discontent." Rather, I have tried to say that this normal and healthy discontent can be channeled into the creative outlet of nonviolent direct action. And now this approach is being termed extremist.
But though I was initially disappointed at being categorized as an extremist, as I continued to think about the matter I gradually gained a measure of satisfaction from the label. Was not Jesus an extremist for love: "Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you." Was not Amos an extremist for justice: "Let justice roll down like waters and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream." Was not Paul an extremist for the Christian gospel: "I bear in my body the marks of the Lord Jesus." Was not Martin Luther an extremist: "Here I stand; I cannot do otherwise, so help me God." And John Bunyan: "I will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience." And Abraham Lincoln: "This nation cannot survive half slave and half free." And Thomas Jefferson: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal ..." So the question is not whether we will be extremists, but what kind of extremists we will be. Will we be extremists for hate or for love? Will we be extremists for the preservation of injustice or for the extension of justice? In that dramatic scene on Calvary's hill three men were crucified. We must never forget that all three were crucified for the same crime---the crime of extremism. Two were extremists for immorality, and thus fell below their environment. The other, Jesus Christ, was an extremist for love, truth and goodness, and thereby rose above his environment. Perhaps the South, the nation and the world are in dire need of creative extremists.
I had hoped that the white moderate would see this need. Perhaps I was too optimistic; perhaps I expected too much. I suppose I should have realized that few members of the oppressor race can understand the deep groans and passionate yearnings of the oppressed race, and still fewer have the vision to see that injustice must be rooted out by strong, persistent and determined action. I am thankful, however, that some of our white brothers in the South have grasped the meaning of this social revolution and committed themselves to it. They are still too few in quantity, but they are big in quality. Some---such as Ralph McGill, Lillian Smith, Harry Golden, James McBride Dabbs, Ann Braden and Sarah Patton Boyle---have written about our struggle in eloquent and prophetic terms. Others have marched with us down nameless streets of the South. They have languished in filthy, roach-infested jails, suffering the abuse and brutality of policemen who view them as "dirty nigger lovers." Unlike so many of their moderate brothers and sisters, they have recognized the urgency of the moment and sensed the need for powerful "action" antidotes to combat the disease of segregation.
Let me take note of my other major disappointment. I have been so greatly disappointed with the white church and its leadership. Of course, there are some notable exceptions. I am not unmindful of the fact that each of you has taken some significant stands on this issue. I commend you, Reverend Stallings, for your Christian stand on this past Sunday, in welcoming Negroes to your worship service on a non segregated basis. I commend the Catholic leaders of this state for integrating Spring Hill College several years ago.
But despite these notable exceptions, I must honestly reiterate that I have been disappointed with the church. I do not say this as one of those negative .critics who can always find. something wrong with the church. I say this as a minister of the gospel, who loves the church; who was nurtured in its bosom; who has been sustained by its spiritual blessings and who will remain true to it as long as the cord of Rio shall lengthen.
When I was suddenly catapulted into the leadership of the bus protest in Montgomery, Alabama, a few years ago, I felt we would be supported by the white church felt that the white ministers, priests and rabbis of the South would be among our strongest allies. Instead, some have been outright opponents, refusing to understand the freedom movement and misrepresenting its leader era; an too many others have been more cautious than courageous and have remained silent behind the anesthetizing security of stained-glass windows.
In spite of my shattered dreams, I came to Birmingham with the hope that the white religious leadership of this community would see the justice of our cause and, with deep moral concern, would serve as the channel through which our just grievances could reach the power structure. I had hoped that each of you would understand. But again I have been disappointed.
I have heard numerous southern religious leaders admonish their worshipers to comply with a desegregation decision because it is the law, but I have longed to hear white ministers declare: "Follow this decree because integration is morally right and because the Negro is your brother." In the midst of blatant injustices inflicted upon the Negro, I have watched white churchmen stand on the sideline and mouth pious. irrelevancies and sanctimonious trivialities. In the midst of a mighty struggle to rid our nation of racial and economic injustice, I have heard many ministers say: "Those are social issues, with which the gospel has no real concern." And I have watched many churches commit themselves to a completely other worldly religion which makes a strange, on Biblical distinction between body and soul, between the sacred and the secular.
I have traveled the length and breadth of Alabama, Mississippi and all the other southern states. On sweltering summer days and crisp autumn mornings I have looked at the South's beautiful churches with their lofty spires pointing heavenward. I have beheld the impressive outlines of her massive religious-education buildings. Over and over I have found myself asking: "What kind of people worship here? Who is their God? Where were their voices when the lips of Governor Barnett dripped with words of interposition and nullification? Where were they when Governor Wallace gave a clarion call for defiance and hatred? Where were their voices of support when bruised and weary Negro men and women decided to rise from the dark dungeons of complacency to the bright hills of creative protest?"
Yes, these questions are still in my mind. In deep disappointment I have wept over the laxity of the church. But be assured that my tears have been tears of love. There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love. Yes, I love the church. How could I do otherwise? l am in the rather unique position of being the son, the grandson and the great-grandson of preachers. Yes, I see the church as the body of Christ. But, oh! How we have blemished and scarred that body through social neglect and through fear of being nonconformists.
There was a time when the church was very powerful in the time when the early Christians rejoiced at being deemed worthy to suffer for what they believed. In those days the church was not merely a thermometer that recorded the ideas and principles of popular opinion; it was a thermostat that transformed the mores of society. Whenever the early Christians entered a town, the people in power became disturbed and immediately sought to convict the Christians for being "disturbers of the peace" and "outside agitators"' But the Christians pressed on, in the conviction that they were "a colony of heaven," called to obey God rather than man. Small in number, they were big in commitment. They were too God intoxicated to be "astronomically intimidated." By their effort and example they brought an end to such ancient evils as infanticide. and gladiatorial contests.
Things are different now. So often the contemporary church is a weak, ineffectual voice with an uncertain sound. So often it is an archdefender of the status quo. Par from being disturbed by the presence of the church, the power structure of the average community is consoled by the church's silent and often even vocal sanction of things as they are.
But the judgment of God is upon the church as never before. If today's church does not recapture the sacrificial spirit of the early church, it will lose its authenticity, forfeit the loyalty of millions, and be dismissed as an irrelevant social club with no meaning for the twentieth century. Every day I meet young people whose disappointment with the church has turned into outright disgust.
Perhaps I have once again been too optimistic. Is organized religion too inextricably bound to the status quo to save our nation and the world? Perhaps I must turn my faith to the inner spiritual church, the church within the church, as the true ecclesia and the hope of the world. But again I am thankful to God that some noble souls from the ranks of organized religion have broken loose from the paralyzing chains of conformity and joined us as active partners in the struggle for freedom, They have left their secure congregations and walked the streets of Albany, Georgia, with us. They have gone down the highways of the South on tortuous rides for freedom. Yes, they have gone to jail with us. Some have been dismissed from their churches, have lost the support of their bishops and fellow ministers. But they have acted in the faith that right defeated is stronger than evil triumphant. Their witness has been the spiritual salt that has preserved the true meaning of the gospel in these troubled times. They have carved a tunnel of hope through the dark mountain of disappointment.
I hope the church as a whole will meet the challenge of this decisive hour. But even if the church does not come to the aid of justice, I have no despair about the future. I have no fear about the outcome of our struggle in Birmingham, even if our motives are at present misunderstood. We will reach the goal of freedom in Birmingham and all over the nation, because the goal of America k freedom. Abused and scorned though we may be, our destiny is tied up with America's destiny. Before the pilgrims landed at Plymouth, we were here. Before the pen of Jefferson etched the majestic words of the Declaration of Independence across the pages of history, we were here. For more than two centuries our forebears labored in this country without wages; they made cotton king; they built the homes of their masters while suffering gross injustice and shameful humiliation-and yet out of a bottomless vitality they continued to thrive and develop. If the inexpressible cruelties of slavery could not stop us, the opposition we now face will surely fail. We will win our freedom because the sacred heritage of our nation and the eternal will of God are embodied in our echoing demands.
Before closing I feel impelled to mention one other point in your statement that has troubled me profoundly. You warmly commended the Birmingham police force for keeping "order" and "preventing violence." I doubt that you would have so warmly commended the police force if you had seen its dogs sinking their teeth into unarmed, nonviolent Negroes. I doubt that you would so quickly commend the policemen if you were to observe their ugly and inhumane treatment of Negroes here in the city jail; if you were to watch them push and curse old Negro women and young Negro girls; if you were to see them slap and kick old Negro men and young boys; if you were to observe them, as they did on two occasions, refuse to give us food because we wanted to sing our grace together. I cannot join you in your praise of the Birmingham police department.
It is true that the police have exercised a degree of discipline in handing the demonstrators. In this sense they have conducted themselves rather "nonviolently" in public. But for what purpose? To preserve the evil system of segregation. Over the past few years I have consistently preached that nonviolence demands that the means we use must be as pure as the ends we seek. I have tried to make clear that it is wrong to use immoral means to attain moral ends. But now I must affirm that it is just as wrong, or perhaps even more so, to use moral means to preserve immoral ends. Perhaps Mr. Connor and his policemen have been rather nonviolent in public, as was Chief Pritchett in Albany, Georgia but they have used the moral means of nonviolence to maintain the immoral end of racial injustice. As T. S. Eliot has said: "The last temptation is the greatest treason: To do the right deed for the wrong reason."
I wish you had commended the Negro sit-inners and demonstrators of Birmingham for their sublime courage, their willingness to suffer and their amazing discipline in the midst of great provocation. One day the South will recognize its real heroes. There will be the James Merediths, with the noble sense of purpose that enables them to face jeering and hostile mobs, and with the agonizing loneliness that characterizes the life of the pioneer. There will be the old, oppressed, battered Negro women, symbolized in a seventy-two-year-old woman in Montgomery, Alabama, who rose up with a sense of dignity and with her people decided not to ride segregated buses, and who responded with ungrammatical profundity to one who inquired about her weariness: "My feets is tired, but my soul is at rest." There will be the young high school and college students, the young ministers of the gospel and a host of their elders, courageously and nonviolently sitting in at lunch counters and willingly going to jail for conscience' sake. One day the South will know that when these disinherited children of God sat down at lunch counters, they were in reality standing up for what is best in the American dream and for the most sacred values in our Judaeo-Christian heritage, thereby bringing our nation back to those great wells of democracy which were dug deep by the founding fathers in their formulation of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence.
Never before have I written so long a letter. I'm afraid it is much too long to take your precious time. I can assure you that it would have been much shorter if I had been writing from a comfortable desk, but what else can one do when he is alone in a narrow jail cell, other than write long letters, think long thoughts and pray long prayers?
If I have said anything in this letter that overstates the truth and indicates an unreasonable impatience, I beg you to forgive me. If I have said anything that understates the truth and indicates my having a patience that allows me to settle for anything less than brotherhood, I beg God to forgive me.
I hope this letter finds you strong in the faith. I also hope that circumstances will soon make it possible for me to meet each of you, not as an integrationist or a civil rights leader but as a fellow clergyman and a Christian brother. Let us all hope that the dark clouds of racial prejudice will soon pass away and the deep fog of misunderstanding will be lifted from our fear-drenched communities, and in some not too distant tomorrow the radiant stars of love and brotherhood will shine over our great nation with all their scintillating beauty.
Yours for the cause of Peace and Brotherhood,
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Today, of all days, we need to be aware and stand up against the resurgence of the Klan, of the Nazis, and of Orange-White bigotry

Today, of all days, we need to be aware and stand up against the resurgence of the Klan, of the Nazis, and of Orange-White bigotry.
To do that, we need to be more aware of our history both here and in our colonies, such as Haiti:

Today is the day we celebrate someone who helped lead fundamental social and moral change here and throughout the world

Today is the day we celebrate someone who helped lead fundamental social and moral change here and throughout the world. But the evil that was fought by Martin was not vanquished but only forced back under the rocks for a short time. It has crawled back out in all its orange vainglory and we need to return to the front lines and confront it again.
And this beautiful piece of poetry, music, and photojournalism makes it all so very clear.

So on Friday night, as we were coming home, I got a call (using CarPlay) a little after 11pm

So on Friday night, as we were coming home, I got a call (using CarPlay) a little after 11pm. The caller ID said it was from Chicago.
The caller had a very thick African accent. Wasn't Zimbabwean or South African, but it was Anglophone. When combined with the noise of driving, I couldn't make it out so I asked him to call me in the morning. I have quite a few friends in Southern Africa and I have done a fair amount of technology transfer stuff there and in east Africa.
Next morning, I was at Lego Robotics about to start judging when he called again. At this point, I suspected that he was trying to pull a 419 Scam ("Nigerian" scam, regardless of what country he was from). I asked where he was calling from and he said Chicago, but I had my doubts. Then he asked for my info and my passport photo so they could send me money.
OK, I may be super busy, but I'm never too busy to mess with a scammer. So I decided to string him out until I had enough time to really set him up.
Unfortunately, he took my willingness to speak again as a sign that I was willing to receive his gift of $4.1 million dollars. So I insisted that he send me the details of his offer, which he texted to me:
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Elizabeth lost patience with me this morning after he called at 4:20am, so I decided to let him know I wasn't interested:
I have discussed this opportunity with my poodle and he has advised me to not communicate with you any more. He is the smartest dog I have ever known and has never given me bad advice. I suggest you consult with your poodle (or any other smart dog breed) about finding a new career.
If I just had more time, I'm sure I could have come up with something better. But this will have to do.

Pretty amazing! Remember that New Year’s Eve when I spilled that really expensive bottle of Scotch on your floor when we both lived in Idyllwild? I...

Pretty amazing! Remember that New Year’s Eve when I spilled that really expensive bottle of Scotch on your floor when we both lived in Idyllwild? I have always deeply valued our friendship, Bill. You’re a good man.

The most important lesson I've learned the last few years is to ask for help

The most important lesson I've learned the last few years is to ask for help... and it's a great lesson to learn as parents!! Evy is sleeping 12 hours a night and finally takes good naps because we decided to ask for help!!! More on the blog! :)