Why the Tea Party Doesn’t Bother Me One Bit…
I realize I may alienate some readers with this post. It’s a risk I’m willing to take. I believe strongly that in the face of fear, it is the obligation of folks like me to advocate for faith, love, and peace. And so here I go...
Do you wonder why the world seems to have gone crazy these days?
I watch the histrionic musings of Glenn Beck and Rush Limbaugh and I want to laugh… not because I do not subscribe to their politics, but because their messages are so absurd, fear-based, and distanced from reality.
“This Tea Party movement scares me,” my wonderful, Southern Democrat mother said a few weeks ago.
But the truth is, the Tea Party is not a movement. I believe it’s a reaction to a movement.
See, the world is changing, rapidly. The old ways are dying out. Concepts like hierarchy and patriarchy are gasping their last breaths. Women refuse to be oppressed, and men refuse to comply with simplistic stereotypes. We are moving into an age of individualism, where we begin to realize that we each have a voice, proper and proud.
People are liberated from the constraints of autocratic gatekeepers through the miracle of the internet. You wanna be a writer? Write. You want to make music? Make it. There’s nothing to stop us from exerting our creativity in the world.
Groups that have been hidden and oppressed are gaining their hard-won civil rights: gay and lesbian men and women are granted the right to marry. A bi-racial man is elected president. Three women sit on the Supreme Court. Hispanic immigrants take to the streets to voice their opinions.
Yes, Bob Dylan, the times they are a-changin’.
And during any period of great change, those who fear it take to the streets also, waving signs with hateful words and clinging tenaciously to the old way of doing things. Tea parties emerge, Glenn Beck has his (brief) day in the spotlight, and violence escalates.
And the louder the opponents to change shout, the nearer the transformation. So in an odd way, it’s a good sign that so much hubbub is emerging now.
But in the entire length of history, love has always won in the end. Think about it. Even after the Holocaust, love won out. My grandfather, among others, arrived to liberate concentration camps. Love won. Loudly. Hell was banished to its rightful place. Love always wins.
So what’s a sane person to do when the world is screaming in indignation about all this change? It’s simple really.
- Don’t fight against anything.
- Instead, fight for something: peace, civil rights, equal access to health care.
- Don’t waste your precious energy defending your position. Simply go out and get to work for what is right.
- Recognize that the screaming change-fearer lives in you, too. What is happening in the outside world is an expression of that which lives in all of us. So soothe the crying beast. Accept that fear exists. And move through the fear into faith.
I’m here to tell you that the world is changing. And I am one who desires to instigate change. It is time for a new order, a new way of being to emerge from the darkness. It’s time for all to have equal rights. It’s time to end poverty. It’s time to recognize that by virtue of being born in the US, we are among the most privileged people in the world. And privilege comes with responsibility to share it.
It is time to recognize that every child is precious. That every woman has worth. That rape and abuse are public health concerns and a means for psychological warfare and they must stop.
It is time to get over the idea that “over there” exists. It doesn’t. We are all right here, all in this thing together. There is no “other”. It is only “us”.
It is time to rise above our ridiculous, petty differences and to evolve into the divine beings we were created to be.
It is time.
It is time.