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It’s been almost a month since Dylann Roof shot nine churchgoers in Charleston, South Carolina. And wow. Folks far and wide have been acting like Chicken Little over the Confederate Battle flag and what really caused the Civil War.
But I’ve heard a common statement that I agree with, especially when it comes to the Battle Flag. We need to change our hearts and minds if we are to end racism.
Yes. Good! Let’s do it!
So when my local Barnes & Noble organized a reading of To Kill a Mockingbird, I signed up as volunteer reader. Yesterday’s event was to promote the release of Harper Lee’s new novel, Go Set a Watchman.
What better way to promote the change of hearts and minds than with a reading of a beloved piece of literature which illustrates the evils of racism?
I probably should have promoted the event. But I get nervous when I speak in front of crowds, so I figured I’d let B&N do the promoting. They are better at it than me anyway.
I also figured, hey, everyone says they want to change hearts and minds, so there should be plenty of people there supporting such a book, right?
I had signed up for the evening read slot because my five- and seven-year-old boys probably wouldn’t sit for a reading with the lure of the Thomas the Train table calling to them from the children’s section. So they stayed home with Daddy while I went by myself.
And then I sat…by myself.
B&N had a great set up with a banner and a large circle of chairs with several copies of To Kill a Mockingbird for people who wanted to follow along with the reading. But like Kathleen Kelly, I was a lone reed.
Where were all the people who wanted to change hearts and minds? Huh? Everyone was talkin’ the talk. So why was I the only one walkin’ the walk?
Apparently, there were people there reading earlier yesterday. Kudos to them for walkin’. It was an all day event and folks still have things to do. Like me. I wouldn’t expect them to stay for the whole day.
But after hearing all the talkin’, I expected to see SOME people there for all parts of the reading. I wonder how many people would be there if it had been a reading of Grey?
While reading comments whenever the news outlets publish an article about the Battle flag, I find the reactions dismaying. What I see as the problem has less to do with North vs. South and more to do with a breakdown of comprehension and communication. Everyone is talking history but hardly anyone is citing sources. When did everyone become a credible historian?
And then there are the ones who go completely off topic:
Original Commenter: “The Civil War was about slavery, not States Rights. “
Replier: “You ain’t taking my flag away. It’s my First Amendment right!!!”
That “argument” might as well go:
Original Commenter: “French Fries are made from potatoes, not cauliflower.”
Replier: “You ain’t gonna eat all the pepperonis off of my pizza!!!”
As a fellow writer friend pointed out, “When two people are shouting no one is listening.”
The thing is, I’ve illustrated what I would hope would happen among arguing people within The Stone of Kings. This scene calls to me over and over because I wish there were a way to get more people to see it and use it to bring about peace.
If you’ll indulge me, here it is. Ireland has had their own North vs. South problem. In my book, Ciaran has tried to pull a Dylann Roof (remember, I published this almost a YEAR ago) by murdering innocent people in Northern Ireland. Thomas is tasked with talking sense into him. I liken him to the beautiful families of the nine victims who forgave Roof.
Ciaran fired back his answer. “Because he wants to be a Brit! He wants to defile his Irish blood by subjecting himself to the British crown. On our own Irish land, no less! It’s an abomination. The Brits must either clear out or die!”
“What have they done to you that you feel this way?” Thomas lowered his voice again, displaying an image of calm intelligence.
“They have seized the North of our country. The whole of Ireland must be free!”
“That is not what I asked. Did Robert, or any o’ the British, take your home, your land, your language? Are you prevented from representing yourself in a political assembly? Have they taken your livelihood, murdered your family?”
“Well…no. But they’ve maintained their grip on the North of our country.”
“Do you want to live there?”
“Then why should you care?”
“Because they’re dirty Brits!”
“I see. And you are a true Irishman to the core?”
“And no one from the British island deserves to live here in any part of Ireland?”
“Not even their dogs.”
“So how do you feel about Saint Patrick?”
“Huh?” Ciaran blinked and stared at Thomas, obviously unprepared for this turn in their conversation.
“Since only true Irishmen deserve our country, we ought to find a different patron saint. Better still, we shall leave off Christianity altogether since ‘twas Patrick who brought it to us. And we all know how villainous those Brits are.”
Thomas paused a moment to let his words stew. Ciaran opened his mouth, closed it, and frowned. He opened it again but could not seem to find the right word to say.
Finally, he said, “But that was different. That was Saint Patrick…”
“I wonder if Patrick would approve o’ you murdering your cousin and all those strangers in the pub. If he lived in your time, would you kill him simply because he was a Brit living in your country?”
would love NEED to hear from you!
Do you think anyone will ever be able to “argue” as effectively as Thomas? Have you read To Kill a Mockingbird? Do you cite your sources when discussing history? Are we EVER going to live up to Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s Dream? Please! Please, tell me there is hope. I’m so disappointed about all this bickering!