The Woman Whose Name I Shall Not Mention Again Kellyanne Conway
"I HAVE A DREAM"
Dr. Martin Luther Rex
Lincoln Memorial
Washington, DC
August 28, 1963
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"I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great buoy light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came every bit a joyous daybreak to end the long dark of their captivity.
Merely one hundred years later, the Negro however is not free. One hundred years afterwards, the life of the Negro is even so sadly bedridden by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast body of water of fabric prosperity. One hundred years after, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American guild and finds himself an exile in his ain state. And then we've come here today to dramatize a shameful status.
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital letter to greenbacks a check. When the architects of our democracy wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yeah, blackness men also equally white men, would exist guaranteed the 'unalienable Rights' of 'Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.' It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar equally her citizens of colour are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a cheque which has come up back marked "insufficient funds."
But nosotros refuse to believe that the banking concern of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that at that place are bereft funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And and so, nosotros've come up to cash this check, a cheque that volition requite us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no fourth dimension to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to have the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. At present is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. At present is the fourth dimension to elevator our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid stone of brotherhood. At present is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would exist fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not laissez passer until in that location is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Xix sixty-three is not an cease, only a beginning. And those who promise that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude enkindling if the nation returns to concern every bit usual. And there will be neither residual nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt volition keep to shake the foundations of our nation until the brilliant 24-hour interval of justice emerges.
Merely there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the loving cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. Nosotros must not allow our artistic protest to degenerate into physical violence. Once again and again, we must rise to the royal heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro customs must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, equally evidenced past their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk solitary. And every bit we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march alee. We cannot turn dorsum.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, 'When will yous exist satisfied?' We tin can never be satisfied equally long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police force brutality. We can never be satisfied as long every bit our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro'southward bones mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger ane. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their nobility by signs stating: 'For Whites Only.' Nosotros cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are non satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until 'justice rolls downwards like waters, and righteousness similar a mighty stream.'
I am not unmindful that some of you have come up here out of swell trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of yous have come up from areas where your quest -- quest for liberty left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of law brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to piece of work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go dorsum to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and volition be changed.
Let u.s.a. not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to yous today, my friends. And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I however have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I take a dream that one day this nation will rise up and alive out the truthful meaning of its creed: "We concord these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that 1 day on the reddish hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of quondam slave owners will be able to sit down down together at the table of brotherhood.
I take a dream that ane day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the estrus of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will exist transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I accept a dream that my four little children will i solar day live in a nation where they volition not be judged by the color of their peel merely by the content of their character. I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one twenty-four hours, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and 'nullification' -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls volition be able to bring together hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every loma and mountain shall be made depression, the crude places volition be fabricated plain, and the crooked places will exist made straight; 'and the glory of the Lord shall exist revealed and all mankind shall see it together.'
This is our hope, and this is the religion that I go back to the South with. With this faith, we will exist able to hew out of the mountain of despair a rock of hope. With this faith, we will exist able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a cute symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will exist able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for liberty together, knowing that we will exist gratis one twenty-four hours.
And this volition exist the 24-hour interval -- this will be the twenty-four hours when all of God's children will be able to sing with new significant:
My country 'tis of thee, sweetness land of freedom, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to exist a nifty nation, this must become true. And and then let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let liberty band from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania. Permit freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado. Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California. But not but that: Allow freedom ring from Rock Mountain of Georgia. Allow freedom band from Sentry Mountain of Tennessee. Let liberty ring from every loma and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let liberty band. And when this happens, when nosotros allow liberty ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every metropolis, we will be able to speed up that twenty-four hour period when all of God'due south children, blackness men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to bring together hands and sing in the words of the former Negro spiritual:
Free at last! Costless at last! Thank God Almighty, we're free at last!"
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