I am trying to envision observing Lincoln’s birthday on Feb. 11 or Washington’s on Feb. 23 or Dr. King’s on Jan. 17 or 18 or 19.
Who cares?
Not educators. They care more about their students feeling good about themselves than they do about relating precise history.
Not contemporary politicians.
Not bozo liberals who are so busy kissing their own mirrors and belching about ginned-up racism that they never noticed this is a red-letter day.
Never mind this weekend’s smoke-blowing, off-kilter King Day celebrations.
Whatever.
Today would have been the 87th birthday of my candidate as the most important, most influential American figure of the 20th century.
Typical of the liberal media, the chest-beating New York Times and the equally cowardly Los Angeles Times snubbed the date the same way their cartoon hero in the White House thumbed his considerable nose at normal world leaders who marched for peace in Paris last Sunday.
Culver City did no better, sneezing and nothing more.
If you blink, you will miss Culver City’s excuse-me, don’t-tell-anybody observance of Dr. King’s greatness with a jack-legged program on Saturday at the Senior Center.
Whoopee.
Shhh.
Don’t whoop too loudly or you will wake up City Hall.
The presumed Culver City admirers of Dr. King who parade themselves and their alleged accomplishments before the City Council every January, do not have a horn to toot this year.
What have they done?
Presumably they invest 12 months in planning.
The end result of their questionable efforts sounds like a dying car backfiring.
Saundra Davis, former School Board member, and I stood atop Bill Botts Field on a January Sunday 12 or 13 years ago, and she dreamed wistfully of the day when Culver City would recognize the mammoth, civilization-altering accomplishments of Dr. King.
All this time later we have Saturday’s wimpy program that looks as if it was hatched at a convention for the deaf.
