THAT’S
NOT AMERICA
by
Nathaniel
Frank, Ph.D.
Senior
Research Fellow, Palm
Center
University
of California, Santa Barbara
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I
was not the only one of my friends who fought back
tears last fall when I watched Colin Powell
describe why he was endorsing Barack Obama for
president. Here was a man who was born in
Harlem to Jamaican immigrants, grew up in the
Bronx, and knew a thing or two about both racism
in America and the power of the American dream to
transcend it. A direct beneficiary of the
post World-War-II racial integration of the
military, Powell became the first black Chairman
of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, the highest-ranking
officer in the country. Once considered one
of the most admired men in America for his
military leadership during the first Gulf War,
many thought he might become the first African
American occupant of the White House.
He is also a Republican. But he crossed
party lines to back Obama and spoke for ten
eloquent minutes without notes on NBC’s “Meet
the Press” to explain why: He spoke of Obama and
his generation as “transformational,”
“aspirational” and “inclusive,” and of
McCain’s campaign as becoming “narrower and
narrower.” He said Obama is crossing ethnic,
racial and generational lines to bring people
together. And in response to charges that
Obama is a Muslim, Powel spoke out movingly not
only against this false charge, but against the
implication that somehow being Muslim was the
worst thing in the world: “The really right
answer is, what if he is? Is there something wrong
with being a Muslim in this country? The answer's
no, that's not America.” In that
statement, delivered with a no-nonsense force and
passion that has made the General famous, Powell
didn’t only defend Obama, he defended all of
America, and what it stands for.
It
was refreshing to see such strong leadership
displayed even in the few minutes of Powell’s
interview. But despite his reputation as a
great leader, Powell has not always led. In
2003, he made a flawed case for the U.S. invasion
of Iraq. Since then, the nation has learned
that he had grave misgivings about going along
with the invasion, yet he let himself serve as a
chief spokesman for the Bush White House in making
that case. Speaking of the disastrous war in
Iraq, former Secretary of State James Baker has
said that Powell was “the one guy who could have
perhaps prevented this from happening.”
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Flag
Memories
by
Denny
Meyer
Several months ago
our local chapter of LGBT vets (AVER) received an inquiry from an elderly member of
the gay senior's group (SAGE); "Would you accept the
funeral flag of a WWI veteran?" This, of
course, is one of the most basic functions of any
veterans' association, and we immediately agreed.
The history of this flag is a long and convoluted
story of a long forgotten proud and patriotic hero
of The Great War, the passage of his family through
time and the twentieth century, and the wish of a
gay grandson to have his long departed grandfather
somehow honored and remembered.
Much of the story
has been lost in time. We can speculate that our WWI
vet was born in the late 1800s and volunteered to serve
his country. We know nothing of his life through the
first half of the twentieth century, nor even the
date of his death. Yet, we might imagine that he
lived into the 1950s (the flag has 48 stars) and that his funeral flag,
folded into a triangle by his honor guard, was
presented to
his widow. In due course, the flag passed on to his
son and then to his gay grandson. What little we do know is that when the grandson died in old
age over a decade ago, the
flag passed to his lover. One of the
grandson's last wishes was that the flag be given to
a group of gay vets as there were no members of his
family left to pass it on to. His lover kept it and
brought it along into a new relationship; and after he
subsequently died, the flag passed to his partner
who eventually got around to contacting us to ask that we please accept
it.
What is the
meaning of a veteran's coffin flag, kept neatly
folded into a triangle, passed from one elderly
American to another over at least more than half a century, from loving widow to son to
grandson and to lovers and strangers? Some others
might have thought of it as just an old musty piece
of cloth, something to be sold at a flea market or
tossed into a dumpster along with old sofas and
other tattered flotsam and junk of someone gone and
forgotten. But these Americans somehow thought to
preserve the last honor of a long ago American
Veteran.
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