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A film may be entertaining,
involving,
exhausting;
But it is only the next day,
and the next,
that you know:
"This is a great film."
The Butler
is such a film.
I saw it yesterday.
In a manner of speaking
I am an extra in the film.
Every American
who lived
through those times,
is.
If you want to remember,
gain perspective,
or understand
who we are
and how we got here:
Go See
"The Butler."
The "Negro domestics"
that my husband and I both
knew in our homes
educated us,
raised us,
made us
who we are.
Mine were ladies
who rode that long bus
out to the suburbs
to clean our house
one day a week.
They taught me
that life was not fair
to all,
that there is great
dignity
in work
and in how you
carry yourself.
I knew that their
children
did not enjoy
what I had,
what I could do;
their future
was circumscribed
as mine was not.
Kids know:
Unfair!
My husband
had practically
a second mother
who loved him,
scolded him,
and helped to give him
the heart that I love.
We speak of her often.
When I was little,
I couldn't fathom
the courage
of the Freedom Riders.
Heroes;
Children;
Defenseless.
When I was a little older,
Dr. King was shot
and my city burned.
Dad, uncle, others,
who worked in the neighborhoods
stayed home
for days
worrying.
Some of them
lost businesses.
So much of this film
was a trip through my own times
and life.
It was a powerful experience.
Watching the film trailer below
got me emotional again.
At a time
when voting rights
are under attack
in this country
AGAIN
we need to remember
the aged warriors
who already laid their lives
on the line.
We're not there yet.
But someday,
We're gonna get there.
Together.
Take a young person to see
The Butler
and discuss it with them.
Share your life,
your wisdom.
Fondly, cloudia
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