an open letter to the children's children
. . .
by vince
It is long overdue, but I share with you my heartfelt insight into
what is to come for those of us who are trying to live outside this
system of hate that leaves the poor homeless and the arm's merchants
wealthy. i wish i could sit down with each one of you of you and express
my true enthusiam for what is to transpire in the year's to come.....when
time permits contact me and let's do exactly that.
When I was sixteen years old my friends and I took our lunch money,
skipped school and took a trolley to downtown Pittsburgh. The streets
of Pittsburgh were filled with thousands of people protesting the war
in Vietnam, to my surprise there were no hippies but working class and
business people in conserative dress expressing their outrage. Here in
the tri-state, West Virginia, Ohio, and Pennsylvania over four hundred
young men on the average of nineteen years old were being taken out of
the United States to kill over 3.4 million Vietnamese people, over
58,000 Americans lost their lives in this tragic war. That was over
thirty years ago...
For some reason the dream of our generation is being given a second
chance. As I traveled from one part of this country to another I met
people who were struggling against the ecological ravaging of the
logging industry, young people from Food Not Bombs, whose public feedings
are making a statement about a system that leaves 5 to 6 million (size
of a small nation) abandoned to the streets and wayside. More certainly
I met people who wanted to disengage from a system of self and money
and consumerism. We are on the verge of a rebellion that would even
surprise those of us who have seen it coming. It will be like the
60's in that it will be a civil war except this time we will win.
...there will come a day and it is in fact here, that we will take
the bricks from the ruins of the old order and the mortar from the
new and we will build a new world where there is no more poverty,
no more war, no pollution and no one will ever be lonely again. we
will build a new world where every tear is wiped away...
for now the 60's seems like a fractured fairy tale, and that you have
inherited a failed dream...the 60's is not a time, it is not empty
nostagia, it is a place. in that we will find the way to complete
what was undone by the killing of our leaders and leaving us with
only a well marketed youth rebellion. like the 60's there will be
a civil war, except this time we will win. we will see our scars turn
into brilliant stars that will help navigate us out of these tubulant
waters and cloudy night...
In this era of love hope and rage there will be people who approach
you talking about hate fear and violence. They will be talking about
arms struggle, class wars, and violent revolution... listen to them.
There is a part of their passion that is courageous, but their methods
and weapons are ineffctive and will only add more hate to the universe.
When I was young people talked of the violent overthrow of the government,
those were empty words and the depth of commitment was revealed when
only in a few short years they became a part of the very establishment
that they rebelled against. These are your parents. Many would like
you to beleive that you are product of a failed dream. That your rebelion
is nothing less than an adolescent rite of passage, but in your impatience
with the chaotic injustice that surrounds you are the seeds of change.
What is there left to do at the end of a world except to build a new
one.
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania March, 1996 |