Dick see Jane. Jane see Spot run. Run spot run.
“I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.”
What?! Was the man DREAMING, or was he still suffering from the concussive effects of Selma and other unfortunate encounters with water hoses and extremely prejudiced brass knuckles?
There on the Washington Mall on August 28, 1963, with Lincoln staring over his shoulders, Martin Luther King, Jr. looked out onto throngs of Freedom Marchers comprised of dream-filled Blacks and White Liberals and delivered his I Have a Dream speech. Laced with the fire and brimstone of a divinely “called” man-of-God, King’s words painted a day of reckoning and deliverance when Blacks and Whites would lie as Lamb and Lion, together as one America after having put aside what King’s oratory decried as meaningless – skin color differences. With that sermonic preaching, King challenged America to defy what for years had been it a fated legacy of oppression. Penned from a vision of having seen into the future . . .
















Very true! Makes a change to see smoenoe spell it out like that.