Assuming that most of you haven’t had three years of high school Latin and two years of college Latin:
e plu·ri·bus u·num/ˌē ˌplo͝orəbəs ˈ(y)o͞onəm/noun
- out of many, one (the motto of the US).
I’ve always had some difficulty understanding what our so-called motto meant?
Out of many one?
Did it refer to the various states and regions that comprise our country?
Dit it refer to the many types of people who live in our country?
Nation of Origin?
Out of many, one certainly didn’t apply to blacks and women when this slogan was adopted.
Eventually, however, E Pluribus Unum’s application did include blacks and women, but some continue to wish that it didn’t.
To assert that we are ONE of many is a ridiculous statement.
We weren’t one in 1776.
We weren’t one in 1860.
We weren’t one when the Doughboys came home after World War I.
We weren’t one when the GIs came home after World War II.
We are certainly not one today.
I was going to write a blog on my desire to reduce my social media footprint.
Facebook and Twitter (never a big user of Instagram) used to be a fun way to keep in touch with friends and family. It was especially nice to re-connect to friends with whom I hadn’t been in contact with for many years.
Now, however, social media has been weaponized into a vehicle of division.
Over a month ago, I got off Twitter due to the people I was following. It wasn’t a political leader or a pundit but rather a group of New York Jet fans. This group whined and whined about the Jets and what they should do.
I just got so sick of all their negativity.
Earlier, I stopped following a few Yankee fans who couldn’t write anything positive about any of the Yankees.
So, I stopped going to Twitter.
I am doing the same with Facebook.
This is a positive step for me to retain a positive outlook and perhaps lose some of my negativity to all that is going on in our country.
I realize that my blogs have irritated people who do not share my views, so I invite them to delete me as I have deleted those who annoy me.
It’s only fair.
After yesterday’s horror, we all need to strive to rid ourselves of the hatred that divides us. It was so sad to see those people storm the Capitol as if we were, as President Trump would say, A Shithole Country.
I was looking at some of these people, wondering what motivated them to act like that and, more importantly, question whether they had anything else in their life that would have been jeopardized by such action?
I wasn’t judging them, only wondering how they got to that point.
When President Obama was inaugurated in 2009, my three children played hooky from school and work to attend this momentous event. They weren’t protestors or demonstrators, merely witnesses to History.
I can’t help but feel that that inauguration in 2009 motivated the seditious act of treason perpetrated yesterday.
I can’t help but feel that the election of a black man to the Office of The Presidency has driven some people to the point of evoking the Dogma of Dixie, and they have been empowered by Trump to come out of the woodwork and proudly stand up for racism.
The only question that remains is, will E Pluribus Unum survive?