Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Sunday, September 2, 2018
I SUSPECT.....
I SUSPECT.....
I suspect that black Americans will be reviewing, revisiting, revising, recalling , rejoicing, reviling; some may be even recusing themselves from commenting, on the epochal eulogy of Rev . Jasper Williams at the funeral of our departed Detroit diva, Aretha Franklin , for decades.
Again. I suspect. I do not know. For whoever could have foreseen the enduring power of Jesus' "Sermon on the Mount," or more recently, and, more modestly, King's "I Have A Dream?" whose epic visions yet tantalize. Yet mesmerize the world?
I suspect. My suspicions are based upon reactions to this mighty word; the content of the word; current conditions and errors identified in this mighty word, given its overall cyber communication audience context globally and archetypally.
I have been wrong too many times before, have been less often right ; yet I suspect, and do deem myself blessed to have witnessed Jasper Williams's address in real time, too!