sky of fullness, sky of blessed life
(or: may 2’s honey from the hive)
posted at 9:20 am by brandon in sweet you rock and sweet you roll
Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band —
“The Rising” (from The Rising
Glued to all the news coverage this morning, it feels very likely that last night’s thrilling revelation that Mr. bin Laden has been located and eliminated will, at best, be only a symbolic victory, and that this sprawling war on global terrorism will continue. Still, at least for a night, a morning, a day, it feels really good to be proud of this country, and its military, and its president, and its determination and resolve that good will triumph over evil, no matter what form evil happens to take, and no matter the cost. Watching those celebratory flash mobs that erupted last night in Times Square and in front of the White House (and, no doubt, in thousands of places that had no cameras present), it feels important to note that there were no Republicans in those crowds, and neither were there Democrats; there were only Americans, Americans happy as hell to have been served a powerful reminder that nobody here surrenders. Nobody here retreats. We — even if it takes ten years — keep our goddamned promises. We fall, and we, at times with distressing ease, allow ourselves to get temporarily distracted by senseless fools spinning their irrelevant yarns about birth certificates and bi-winning. We fall, sure, but we also rise.
