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I Had A Dream

— I had another dream last night, Bobby.

— I hope it wasn’t the dystopian nightmare.

— No, it was a lofty one.

— What was it about?

— I dreamed that I was giving a sermon to a congregation in Selma, then all of a sudden it was the Lincoln Memorial, then the Congress.  Abraham Lincoln was there, you, Jack, John Lennon, Gabrielle, Sarah Palin, Glen Beck, Cora, all the children.

— What were you saying?

— I was preaching about the Second Amendment to the US Constitution, it’s history, how it came to be interpreted.

— Yes, I know it by heart: Amendment 2 - Right to Bear Arms.  A well-regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed. Proposed 09/25/1789.  Ratified 12/15/1791.  We’re not particular fond up here of how the Second Amendment has come to be interpreted.

Amen to that!

— Do you remember your sermon?

— It is still ringing in my ears.  I can see every word of it as if chiselled onto Lincoln's wall:


“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and decide that the second amendment should be repealed.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I want a government that protects.  I do not want to have a gun to make my home safe, to have to carry it when I’m outside, to be afraid that I’ll be shot by someone who should not have gotten a permit to own a gun in the first place.

I have a dream that one day the US Congress realizes that we live in the 21st century; that civilization and violence are antithetical concepts.  And I have a dream to live in a civil society.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Arizona, a state that has just overcome a horrible tragedy, will be transformed into a safe oasis of civility and peace.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations.  Some of you have come out fresh from the tragic events.  Some of you have a hard time reconciling the need for security with the storm of brutality and violence.

But we must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline.  We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence.  Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

Go back to Arizona, go back to Tennessee, go back to Arkansas, go back to Ohio, go back to the quiet neighborhoods of our southern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.  Let us not wallow in the valley of despair and fear.


Guns should be banned!


And if America is to be a great nation this must become true.  So let the voice of reason ring out today and forever silence the gunshots of the ill and the crazy.

When we let reason speak, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city and overtake the Congress, we will speed up that day when all of God's children, Republicans and Democrats, men and women, Asians and Hispanics, sick and healthy, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of national security, "Safe at last!  Safe at last!  Thank God Almighty, we are safe at last!"


— Amen and alleluia to that, MilSan.