the one with hope (sort of)

Today we celebrate the life and legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. I’ll be honoring him by doing what he was fighting for all those years ago: telling more than a few of thousands of people who will be at the museum where the bathroom is.

Wait.

The museums around Cleveland are open and this is greatly taken advantage of. There were a ton of people last year. Unless the potential snow chases people off it’ll be more of the same this year.

Some highlights (or maybe lowlights) from last year:

Someone tried to smell one of the pieces.
A twenty something tried to grope Aphrodite’s boobs.
About 20 bajillion kids tried to sit on/climb the griffins.
This:
(I walk into gallery where the griffins are. A mother is with her kid and doesn’t see me. She motions for them to get on it.)
mom: get on it. Quick for a picture. (She sees me.) No I said not to touch it just get next to it.
Visitor said: “what kind of museum don’t let you touch things”

 We’ll see what this year brings.

To close things out here is a piece from Maya Angelou’s poem “Abundant Hope”

 

Reverend Martin Luther King

The great soul


Flew from the Creator


Bearing manna of hope


For his country


Starving severely from an absence of compassion.

 

Martin Luther King

The Great Spirit

Came from the Creator


Proffering a sparkling fountain of fair play


To his country


Parched and deformed by hate.

The whole man came forth


With a brain of gentle wisdom


To persuade quiet


Upon the loud misery of the mob.

A whole man stood out


With a mellifluous voice


To bind the joints of cruelty.

A whole man came


In the midst of a murderous nightmare


Surrounded by demons of war


He dared to dream peace and serenity.

With a heart of faith


He hoped


To resurrect his nation.

 

I open my mouth to the Lord,

And I won’t turn back.

Martin Luther King

Faced the racial


Mountain of segregation and


And bade it move.

The giant mound of human ignorance


Centuries old


And rigid in its determination


Did move, however slightly, however infinitesimally,


It did move.


I will go, I shall go

I’ll see what the end will be.

Enjoy your day and be kind to one another!

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