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Feb. 13th, 2013 12:18 pmThe tribute to American citizenship in the President's State of the Union address last night, especially his tribute to Office Brian Murphy, made me think of a similar speech by a fictional president, praising courage.
What President Obama said about Officer Murphy was this:
We should follow the example of a police officer named Brian Murphy. When a gunman opened fire on a Sikh temple in Wisconsin and Brian was the first to arrive, he did not consider his own safety. He fought back until help arrived and ordered his fellow officers to protect the safety of the Americans worshiping inside, even as he lay bleeding from 12 bullet wounds. And when asked how he did that, Brian said, “That’s just the way we’re made.”
That’s just the way we’re made. We may do different jobs and wear different uniforms, and hold different views than the person beside us. But as Americans, we all share the same proud title -- we are citizens. It’s a word that doesn’t just describe our nationality or legal status. It describes the way we’re made. It describes what we believe. It captures the enduring idea that this country only works when we accept certain obligations to one another and to future generations, that our rights are wrapped up in the rights of others; and that well into our third century as a nation, it remains the task of us all, as citizens of these United States, to be the authors of the next great chapter of our American story.
The speech I was thinking of finished this way
"...More than any time in recent history, America's destiny is not of our own choosing. We did not seek nor did we provoke an assault on our freedoms and our way of life. We did not expect nor did we invite a confrontation with evil. Yet the true measure of a people's strength is how they rise to master that moment when it does arrive. Forty-four people were killed a couple hours ago at Kennison State University; three swimmers from the men's team were killed and two others are in critical condition; when after having heard the explosion from their practice facility they ran into the fire to help get people out... ran into the fire. The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels tonight. They're our students and our teachers and our parents and our friends. The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels, but every time we think we have measured our capacity to meet a challenge, we look up and we're reminded that that capacity may well be limitless. This is a time for American heroes. We will do what is hard. We will achieve what is great. This is a time for American heroes and we reach for the stars. God bless their memory, God bless you, and God bless the United States of America."
No, wait, Martin Sheen says it better.
That, and the other speech he delivers on the same event, bring me to tears every time.
Words have power. Words can be used well or poorly. Rhetoric is a tremendously underappreciated art. But in the end, words express beliefs, values, sentiments, aspirations. I lvoe beautiful words, and I admire those who use them well. But most of all I admire those who hold proudly to great aspirations, to noble sentiments, to worthy values, and who seek to pursue them to the utmost.
I am glad, for this little time, these eight years, to be able to put the lie to my own icon. I have a better *real* president even than the ideal, fictional one that I'm so fond of. And, even more than that, I live in a country where, despite all the lies and slander that have been spread about him, despite all the bile and hatred that's been poured on him, that smart, capable, good man was elected not once, but twice by my fellow Americans. That makes me proud to be a citizen.
What President Obama said about Officer Murphy was this:
We should follow the example of a police officer named Brian Murphy. When a gunman opened fire on a Sikh temple in Wisconsin and Brian was the first to arrive, he did not consider his own safety. He fought back until help arrived and ordered his fellow officers to protect the safety of the Americans worshiping inside, even as he lay bleeding from 12 bullet wounds. And when asked how he did that, Brian said, “That’s just the way we’re made.”
That’s just the way we’re made. We may do different jobs and wear different uniforms, and hold different views than the person beside us. But as Americans, we all share the same proud title -- we are citizens. It’s a word that doesn’t just describe our nationality or legal status. It describes the way we’re made. It describes what we believe. It captures the enduring idea that this country only works when we accept certain obligations to one another and to future generations, that our rights are wrapped up in the rights of others; and that well into our third century as a nation, it remains the task of us all, as citizens of these United States, to be the authors of the next great chapter of our American story.
The speech I was thinking of finished this way
"...More than any time in recent history, America's destiny is not of our own choosing. We did not seek nor did we provoke an assault on our freedoms and our way of life. We did not expect nor did we invite a confrontation with evil. Yet the true measure of a people's strength is how they rise to master that moment when it does arrive. Forty-four people were killed a couple hours ago at Kennison State University; three swimmers from the men's team were killed and two others are in critical condition; when after having heard the explosion from their practice facility they ran into the fire to help get people out... ran into the fire. The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels tonight. They're our students and our teachers and our parents and our friends. The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels, but every time we think we have measured our capacity to meet a challenge, we look up and we're reminded that that capacity may well be limitless. This is a time for American heroes. We will do what is hard. We will achieve what is great. This is a time for American heroes and we reach for the stars. God bless their memory, God bless you, and God bless the United States of America."
No, wait, Martin Sheen says it better.
That, and the other speech he delivers on the same event, bring me to tears every time.
Words have power. Words can be used well or poorly. Rhetoric is a tremendously underappreciated art. But in the end, words express beliefs, values, sentiments, aspirations. I lvoe beautiful words, and I admire those who use them well. But most of all I admire those who hold proudly to great aspirations, to noble sentiments, to worthy values, and who seek to pursue them to the utmost.
I am glad, for this little time, these eight years, to be able to put the lie to my own icon. I have a better *real* president even than the ideal, fictional one that I'm so fond of. And, even more than that, I live in a country where, despite all the lies and slander that have been spread about him, despite all the bile and hatred that's been poured on him, that smart, capable, good man was elected not once, but twice by my fellow Americans. That makes me proud to be a citizen.