King Lincoln: A Starry Starry Night
"Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity."
Dr. Martin Luther King, jr.
August 28, 1963
The great civil rights leader, the great student of the human condition, spoke these words in that awesome, brilliantly crafted linguistic/political/ cultural/racial/societal/literary tour de force he gave in 1963 at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, D.C. A master of powerful language, his words both riveting and moving. The breadth of knowledge and depth of understanding that eminate from his speech, the control of language, the myriad allusions to biblical, historical, literary figures and pieces all come together to take the reader's (now, listener's once upon a time) breath away. King was a master communicator, a uniter, not a divider, always seeking the common ground: articulate, eloquent, passionate, measured.
So, too, was Lincoln - the man, not the memorial.
A hundred years before Martin Luther King, jr. spoke his words, Abraham Lincoln, perhaps the greatest president the United States has ever had, gave his second inaugural address:
"On the occasion corresponding to this four years ago all thoughts were anxiously directed to an impending civil war. All dreaded it, all sought to avert it. While the inaugural address was being delivered from this place, devoted altogether to saving the Union without war, insurgent agents were in the city seeking to destroy it without war—seeking to dissolve the Union and divide effects by negotiation. Both parties deprecated war, but one of them would make war rather than let the nation survive, and the other would accept war rather than let it perish, and the war came." - Abraham Lincoln
March 4, 1865
The Preacher.
The President.
Avatars of the power of the word.
No wonder they killed them.
Don McLean, singer and song writer of that rock classic American Pie, has a poignant set of lyrics about Vincent van Gogh, the profoundly gifted, profoundly troubled artist, that could apply to both these men:
"Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...
"But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you."
In place of "Vincent" write "Abe".
Or "Martin."