How is it
that I, a proud pessimist, have the slightest tinge of hope for America’s
future? Mostly because tens of thousands of people are marching peacefully,
here and abroad, against obvious and entrenched racial injustice—day after day
after day. Military leaders balk at treating peaceful protesters as the enemy. Pressure
builds for the powers that be to address that injustice. And inroads are being
made.
Statues
honoring slaveholders and Confederate leaders are being removed, from the
American South as far away as England. NASCAR and the military are retiring the
Confederate battle flag, which is a symbol promoting segregation. Police
departments are banning chokeholds and no-knock warrants, encouraging police to
monitor each other’s compliance with new standards, and having their budgets
redistributed away from military weapons and training towards supporting their
communities for better health, education, and prosperity. For example, there is
a movement to stop armed police from responding to situations that really call
for community mediation, mental health professionals, or social workers.
I like to
think that the triple blows of the pandemic, economic collapse, and social
unrest have so undermined America’s unfounded belief in our strength and
exceptionalism that increasing numbers of us are willing to acknowledge that we
are flawed and need to change.
If Mitt
Romney can march and chant “Black Lives Matter,” maybe we can hope that others
will locate their moral compass and their backbone, and will be open to
constructive change.