Wake Up In America

While W. was president, friends in Europe warned me to say I was Canadian. Even before that, I used to take it as a compliment when foreigners here would say that I didn’t seem American. In retrospect, I think we were thinking about that “ugly Americans” concept.

But that’s not who we are. At least it’s not the whole story.

It's pretty rare that a kid's song brings tears to my eyes. This is one such occasion. Listen & Buy here.

To me, to be American is to be human: fallible, while committed to the loftiest of ideals. “Liberty and Justice for All.” We recite those words, literally, every day as kids. I would love to say that a life in America guarantees freedom and fairness to everyone, but America is an idea. The country is a lot like I am: a work in progress.

America is a place of Progress. Inching forward towards Liberty and Justice for all. But, then again, I reckon that’s what all humans want, no matter where they are.

Do you know this poem by Langston Hughes? Let America Be America Again.