Making the video at Daphna Ziman’s house yesterday was a moving experience. I found myself face-to-face with Eric Lee, about whom I had written some nasty things without knowing him. He probably deserved them, but he was a chastened man when I met him and all was quickly forgiven – by everyone present. Lee was no Reverend Wright. Far from it. No white men gave us AIDS insanity or anything remotely like it. Lee said all the right things and you sensed it was genuine. He was contrite. We moved on. Daphna Ziman moved on. You have to do it. What other choice is there but Kumbaya in the end? You just to have to make sure you don’t do it prematurely.
Let’s see how he acts in the coming months and years. Anybody can be nice for one day.
“Trust, but verify,” as someone once said.
Scott
Sure… but you gotta start somewhere. No start. No change.
Roger:
I think you are right, but some people like to bitch. It is their favorite thing. They bitch if there is too much of something or too little, they want everything to be just right. As if such a thing were even possible.
Nicely done Roger.
Dayenu
What really struck me, was the participants’ use of the phrase “divine intervention.” The use of that phrase for the purpose of identifying the source of the reconcilliation is, well, striking as well as in my view authenticating. Words such as “hope” and “submission” have a richer meaning when they are spoken in this context, the former because it depends not upon our perfection and the latter because that is what, oftentimes, it all depends upon.