He Had A Dream.

I have eaten lunch in a restaurant on Dexter Avenue in Montgomery, Alabama, a stone's throw from his church. I have heard a thousand differing opinions of him in my life, but am certain of these things: Dr. Martin Luther King, Junior left a positive and enduring legacy of peaceful social reform. He inspired both black and white to do right. He was one of the finest motivational speakers this country has known.

I am proud of the progress he engendered as well as the fact that its infancy traces to my home state. I have observed race relations in many other parts of the U. S. and found more harmony here than most places. My black friends say they feel the same way.

(If you prefer African American, please substitute that term.)

Here is an interesting video contrasting MLK's eloquence with Malcolm X's fiery style. There is some foolishness near the end, but it is worth watching.

His words still resonate.

"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.

A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.
 

A nation or civilization that continues to produce soft-minded men purchases its own spiritual death on the installment plan.
 

A right delayed is a right denied.
 

A riot is the language of the unheard.
 

All labor that uplifts humanity has dignity and importance and should be undertaken with painstaking excellence.

Almost always, the creative dedicated minority has made the world better.
 

An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.
 

At the center of non-violence stands the principle of love.
 

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
 

Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.
 

Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.

He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. He who accepts evil without protesting against it is really cooperating with it.
 

History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people.

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear."

Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. 













Love from Delta.