To: epicure who wrote (21153 ) 4/29/1998 11:50:00 PM From: Grainne Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 108807
X, as I said, I was not dwelling on the sins of our fathers. I was simply explaining to Michael why I was not very patriotic. Of course I think it is better to move forward, but I would disagree that our society is doing that in a very generous or graceful way. How exactly do you help all people now, without some kind of affirmative action or reparations? What is your opinion of what is happening at the University of California regarding the end of affirmative action, incidentally? I have not seen anyone discuss this situation here, and am curious about the various views people have. Have you ever been to an Indian reservation? We systematically destroyed their cultures, their spirits, shipped their children off to boarding schools where they could not learn their native languages, etc.--well within the last hundred years, not a very long time ago. I am not sure why reparations are not possible. Could you possibly explain? I certainly want more middle class Americans, but it seems we are headed in the opposite direction. The minimum wage is less than it was in 1971, adjusted for inflation. The number of Americans living at both ends of the spectrum--the really rich and the very poor, is growing. I really liked things a lot better when I was a child and most people were middle class. There is a concept within karma that wrongs can be righted, and should be, even after the fact. While there is enormous disagreement about how to do that, I am curious that there is always such a huge debate even about apologizing for horrendous wrongs. I think that makes sense to start wounds healing. Tony Blair, England's prime minister, did so a couple of years ago to the Irish, on the occasion of the 150th anniversary of the Potato Famine. It really started a spirit of healing between the two countries. I thought that was a really healthy thing to do. I hope there is no Costco in Ireland, either. I want to take my little basket and string bag and go to the farmers' market, in those few instances when I have not been able to grow my own produce. I am going to eat salads full of nasturtiums, and live so far out in the country that I can see the stars close up, and hear only the sounds of birds tweetering, the sea slapping against cliffs, and my dogs barking and the geese quacking. I will go up in the hills calling reckless goats home, so that I can milk them, and generally muck about in the mud.