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Over the years, Martin Luther King Day has become a day of reflection for me. I guess the purpose of a national holiday is working, by reminding me that some things (or people) deserve my ongoing consideration and appreciation.
In recent years, MLK Day has felt solemn, or even sad. I feel like the progress we’ve made as a society has stalled, or even regressed. The election of Barack Obama was such a symbolic milestone, building on MLK’s legacy by electing a black leader. And by electing Obama specifically, our country gave an indication that we were interested in electing a strong and learned leader, who held our institutions of government in high regard.
There is a law of physics that says that for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. And here we are just a few years later, divided politically and one might argue culturally.
The American experiment is an improbable one, attempting to hold together a vast country by its landmass, size of population, and diversity of peoples. What is our connective tissue? What is serving to diminish it?
I have been to New Zealand and Canada in the last year. New Zealand was a first-time experience for me. What struck me is that the country is actively acknowledging its Maori heritage, with evidence such as bi-lingual street signs and museums that prominently feature its Maori origins. There are reconciliation actions underway that address the oppression of its native people, and more are needed I am sure.
Canada also seems to have made a turn toward recognizing its native peoples and the harms it has done to them. I’ve traveled to Canada almost every year for my whole life. In recent years I have seen, as a distant observer, some tangible changes prompted by horrible disclosures of past events.
It strikes me that to embrace equality, somehow the past must be reckoned with. I don’t know what form that should take for America, but we seem haunted by our past if only because we have not reconciled over it. It’s tempting to ignore the past if you’re not the black or native American people being oppressed or discriminated against. This is not comfortable territory to be sure.
However, it’s impossible to ignore the past if you’re on the other side of discrimination because it lives on to this day in many forms, such as wealth distribution, education, access to public services, voting etc.
A few years ago, for the sake of my mental health, I retraced my life and revisited the past. Some of that was painful to deal with, yet I believe that for me it was a healing process. That experience in a microcosm might be what we need as a macrocosm. Acknowledgment, reconciliation, healing.