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By the Grace of the Constitution and Our Duty to Monitor It.

We must never act in accordance to laws blindly.  By the grace of our Constitution, drafted during a time of almost worldwide dictatorial monarchy, the laws to which abide come from the consensus of the people.

 Until 1870 this standard excluded blacks and other minority races.

Until 1920, this standard excluded women.  

The Constitution is brilliant in its ideals, but must also be monitored so it is effective for all.  (Which is the purpose of Amendments)  At this time in our history, laws can be flagrantly bought and sold.  The political process at all levels inherently engages the need for money.  And so those who hold the money hold the power.  I don’t think there’s anything wrong about being wealthy.  But once you exert wealth to service your own needs at the expense of others, something MUST be done.

Tonight the city is moving to evacuate OWS from Zuccotti Park.

If forced to leave, leave it spotless, and then move to a different park, or multiple parks-   confound the powers that be as much as possible.  The movement has become bigger than a park, so it doesn’t matter so much where the headquarters is.  Occupy everywhere!

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UPDATE  – Oct 16 As most of you know, at the last minute, discouraged by 300,000 complaints, and a large physical presence, the mayor and police stood down.  What followed was an amazing weekend.

On Saturday, Oct. 15,  50,000 flooded Times Square and there were rallies and marches throughout the city-  overwhelmingly peaceful. 1,500 other cities in 82 countries staged their own occupations.

What started as a small gathering in Lower Manhattan has now exploded across the globe. When people begin to say the things that are on the lips of millions, fantastic things are born.

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Declaration of Independence and Occupy Wall Street

A chief criticism of Occupy Wall Street is that there are a lot grievances with no proposed solutions.  We forget, though, that our most sacred document, the Declaration of Independence, was itself a list of complaints offering few answers.  Answers come after the inspiration.

Sacred Harp and Idumea

“And am I born to die? To lay this body down…”

The sacred harp, a musical instrument bestowed to us by Creation – our human voice.

The concept is at the core of a capella shape-note singing- a distinctively American way of music – this idea that the gift of the voice is heaven-sent and connects us to the divine.  With roots in the early 19th century, it was among the first styles of music distinct enough to be unique to the New World.  Today it is quite common around the country, but nowhere else more than in its home, the Southern United States.

Shape-note singing is so called because of its notation – to facilitate ease of reading, certain pitches receive a shape that distinguishes them from other notes.

Shape-note singing is an expression of the Sacred Harp.  There is more to it than just singing music.  Especially in the rural South, the Sacred Harp is way of spirituality and community.  There is no audience – each of the four sections face each other in a square.  The person leading is constantly changed-up.  Technique of singing is far less important than the coming together of voices.   Interpretations and embellishment of hymns are passed on aurally to the next generation.

The Sacred Harp is a great example of early America’s quest for a more perfect interpretation of Christianity and society – ideas that are still at the core of this country’s nature.

The raw open harmonies and age-old melodies tear at the soul- they make an intense prayer-  sometimes ecstatic, sometimes apocalyptic.

“Idumea” (number 47b of The Sacred Heart Hymnal) has to be one of the most chilling examples of shape-note singing.  A powerful confrontation with mortality and the transitory nature of existence.

“And am I born to die?
To lay this body down!
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown? A land of deepest shade,
Unpierced by human thought;
The dreary regions of the dead,
Where all things are forgot! Soon as from earth I go,
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be! Waked by the trumpet sound,
I from my grave shall rise;
And see the Judge with glory crowned,
And see the flaming skies!
The lyrics were written in 1763, and arranged to music in 1816.
It was featured in Cold Mountain, in a polished version, which is nice- but I prefer the more raggedly human versions of the real thing.
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There are also numerous shape-note singing meetings throughout the nation and beyond.  Of course anyone can take part.