Defeating Hate Through Humanity

The border tragedy is a product of government at its worst. This is an example of where privatizing this function for private sector profits has led to unintended and tragic consequences. There are some government functions that can work when they are privatized, like security for government buildings (this is the protocol at the National Archives, for instance). But privatization does not work with any function like prisons or detention facilities. There is too much temptation for profits to override quality services that are needed to ensure people are cared for in a humane manner. 

For the purpose of being balanced and fair, immigration issues at the border did not start with President Trump. There were problems in the previous administration, just not at the inhumane level we have now. And not fueled by the same hateful rhetoric and beliefs that are used to appeal to an angry, racist mob—​stoking the flames of fear and division and calling into question the fundamental values of our country. What we need is a Congress that will not just investigate and have hearings, but one that will somehow pass comprehensive, bipartisan immigration reform and then properly fund the program. And, more broadly, we need decent people of all backgrounds to recognize hatred, call it out, and work to defeat it with humanity and love.

Enough from me. When someone else delivers the message so right and in a special way, why try to compete? The following is a message from my friend Pastor Max Hale:

Life less on the Border
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While the coffee is still hot
     evidence incontrovertible
          unrelenting anguish
Little lives rubbished
     caring capability paralyzed
Blanket hot wet
     covers my head
          breathing restricting
               nausea
I cry because I may get over it
Time to dismiss blue devils
Quicksand wisdom
     move sideways
          toward reliable compassion
Refabricate my life
     to fit God's dream

I must center myself before I open myself to the morning news. Otherwise, I'm sick the whole day. Families ripped apart, children in cages, decent people turning savage: we're losing our grip on humanity. I know it doesn't have to be this way. I also know it is possible to lose my compassion. That frightens me. I have been told that if one is ever in quicksand, the secret is not to panic and to move deliberately slowly sideways to solid ground. I can, I will control my rage, dismiss the blue devils of depression, wipe the tears and look for an opening for compassionate action.
                                                                                               -Max

You can read more from Pastor Hale on his blog or his contributions to the Leader Corner.