Tag Archives: American Dream

Looking Through a Glass Darkly

Means and Ends When Yahweh-Elohim decided to free the Hebrews way down in Egyptland, she used only the forces of nature and the devastation of death (fl ies and toads, etc., but no drones). In the usa today we are dying by disease and workaholism. Many of our diseases are caused by American culture, based [...]

Grady Homes: War Against the Poor

  Hospitality, Vol. 24, No. 6   White suburbanites exhausted from long hours in ever larger, 120-mile-per-hour cars and SUVs that barely move fifteen miles an hour on the long polluted unfree freeways head back to frozen zones of gated compounds filled with fences.   Ennui slips slowly around the barbeque grills like mist over [...]

Silent Secret Chains: Middle Class Oppression

  Hospitality,  vol. 23, no. 3   They biked up the hill With no chains on It was really pushing up the hill. At the top, free at last, They found their chains. But No one could see them Not even You or I. Oh, how easy and sweet ‘tis To coast downhill in chains! [...]

Poetry Corner – Journey to the Promised Land

  Hospitality,  vol. 23, no. 1   The box kept flying open On the pickup backboard A hand waved A foot kicked Till the flap Fell flat again.   Mexicans without Moses or Joshua Riding, bumping, running, sliding, hiding, hunted, Their way across the howling wilderness into the Promised Land, The American Empire The promises [...]

Walking the Way The Walk to Emmaus: Luke 24:13-35

  Hospitality vol. 16, no. 10   I. The Dream   The next time you are in a grocery store please go to the section that has the spices.  What variety and what beauty!  Then remember Marco Polo (1254-1324) who traveled to Asia and birthed the dream of spices and silk—enough for all—in the East. [...]

I Hear Hope Banging On My Back Door Part VIII: The American Nightmare: Fear and Hate

Hospitality vol. 13, no. 10   When Homelessness is hell When Homelessness and poverty are public policy When Housing does not precede life When liberty is a cracked bell And equality is propaganda then Fear is planted Hate is harvested The American Dream becomes The American Nightmare.   So let us listen to the classic [...]

I Hear Hope Banging On My Back Door Part VII: The American Dream Revisited, 2

  Hospitality vol. 13, no. 9   During the summer of 1990, members of the Open Door Community, 300 homeless friends, and supporters who joined in the jagged journey toward justice lived in the Imperial Hotel for 16 days.  Many others brought food, blankets, songs, legal advice, prayers, and sermons.  Others, to be honest, brought [...]

I Hear Hope Banging On My Back Door: The American Dream Revisited

Hospitality, vol.13, no.6   Dante’s Hell offers place and stability, and given the coherence between crime and punishment, an interpretive order to one’s eternal agony.  Unthinkable was it to the medieval imagination that a person has no place or that life is absurd.  But on my back porch life often sways that way.  Homelessness is [...]

I Hear Hope Knocking On My Back Door: The American Dream: A Prolegomena

Part VI Hospitality, vol. 13, no. 3   How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? –Bob Dylan   Like Hell –Ed Loring   “Howdy.  My name is Lazarus.  Excuse me while I remove this gauze and shroud from my body.  He [...]