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Tikkun Olam
This has been a weekend for introspection, huh? I've been thinking a little on religion and humanism - on the UU church, on how everything I hear or read about it seems to hit home, on how and where I might look in Dublin to find that kind of a forum, to... to help me guide myself. I've been thinking about the last issue of Alan Moore's Promethea. I've been thinking about how I keep meaning to update about certain parts of my trip to NYC, and the day-trip we took down to Philly, but how I don't think I can explain having to twice go and hide in the bathrooms until I could stop sobbing, at two different exhibits: the Holocaust Memorial at the Museum of Jewish Heritage - and the Liberty Bell.
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It's (not) just an object. Doesn't mean what you think.
They have quotes on the walls, short exhibits on all the movements that the Liberty Bell has been a symbol for; "Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
Your country (my country) has been free for less than a hundred years.
The bell was made by hands like yours and mine, but is more; all these movements were started by people like you and me, but changed the world. And the Liberty Bell was a symbol for them, and here you are in a room with it. You're all connected. And you have responsibilities - to everyone. To the world. We, the people.
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Like that.