if you’re not tired,
please do not write to tell me
… was rhetorical

Are you feeling tired? I’m going to take an educated guess that the answer is yes. I think I know maybe one person who isn’t tired. One of the most devastating moments of motherhood for me has been recovering from the trauma of a year of sleep deprivation only to discover that I am still tired, and I probably will be for the next 25 years, by which point I’ll be tired because I’ll be old.

From the article, Are you tired all the time? Me too – but I think I’ve worked out why by Moya Sarner. in the Guardian on 11/18/2024.

It wasn’t so much the article that caught my eye as was the footnote.

The footnote that read: If you are not tired, please do not write to me to tell me this. It was a rhetorical question and I’m envious enough already. I know you well rested, perky people are out there; please just enjoy not being tired and eat your spirulina.

And I had to look up spirulina.

Spirulina is a type of blue-green algae that is rich in protein, vitamins, minerals, carotenoids, and antioxidants that can help protect cells from damage.

Not sure why if I am not sleepy, I should be eating spirulina but there you are.

any nation
so conceived, so dedicated,
can it long endure?

It is for us, the living, rather to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they have, thus far, so nobly carried on.

It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion

that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain;

that this nation shall have a new birth of freedom;

and that this government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

I never felt these words to be so much more a warning than words of encouragement.

Was it all false?

Was it always a hypocrisy?

The slave owners who wrote out that all men were created equal?

People always have been the foolish victims of deception and self-deception in politics, and they always will be until they have learnt to seek out the interests of some class or other behind all moral, religious, political and social phrases, declarations and promises.

At least that is what that feller Lenin said.

Today is the anniversary of the Gettysburg Address.

It was on November 19, 1863 that Mr. Lincoln said those words in closing to his remarks dedicating a cemetary.

He opened his remarks saying,

… our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure.

So conceived and so dedicated …

When I was a kid I read those words not as SO FROM THE FACT but as SO MUCH …

Those words used to matter.

Liberty and created equal.

We shall see, once again, if they can long endure.

succumbed criminal pride
vanquished by the free peoples
it tried to enslave

On November 11, 1918, an armistice was signed to end the fighting known as then, the Great War and now as the humble, World War 1.

According to one travel website, To avoid humiliating the German delegation, Marshal Foch sought an out-of-the-way location near Paris. For this reason, the Rethondes Clearing in the Compiègne Forest was chosen. The World War I Armistice was signed on 11 November 1918 by the Allies and the German plenipotentiaries.

The allied commander in chief, Marshall Ferdinand Foch had his personal rail car moved to a rail siding in the Compiegne forest and in this rail car, the armistice was signed.

The forest clearing or Clairière de l’Armistice (“Glade of the Armistice”, or “Armistice Clearing”) became a memorial and large monument went up with the legend:

Here on the eleventh of November 1918 succumbed the criminal pride of the German Reich. Vanquished by the free peoples which it tried to enslave.

In June of 1940, France was over run by German armies and France gave up.

Adolf Hitler had no thoughts about avoiding humiliation and ordered that the French surrender at the same place in the same rail car which would be brought out from the museum where it was on display.

Hitler would sit in the same chair used by Marshall Foch.

History records that a car arrived with the representatives of France who were visibly shaken to find where they had been brought.

They had not been told where the surrender would take place.

William Shirer was on the scene for CBS Radio and he later wrote:

“Through my glasses I saw the Führer stop, glance at the [Alsace-Lorraine] monument. … Then he read the inscription on the great granite block in the center of the clearing: Here on the eleventh of November 1918 succumbed the criminal pride of the German empire … vanquished by the free peoples which it tried to enslave.” I look for the expression on Hitler’s face. I am but fifty yards from him and see him through my glasses as though he were directly in front of me. I have seen that face many times at the great moments of his life. But today! It is afire with scorn, anger, hate, revenge, triumph. He steps off the monument and contrives to make even this gesture a masterpiece of contempt. He glances back at it contemptuous, angry. … Suddenly, as though his face were not giving quite complete expression to his feelings, he throws his whole body into harmony with his mood. He swiftly snaps his hands on his hips, arches his shoulders, plants his feet wide apart. It is a magnificent gesture of defiance, of burning contempt.

All the memorials in the Clairière de l’Armistice were later destroyed by the Germans the Rail Car itself was brought to Berlin.

Five years later Hitler was dead.

Many years later the Clairière de l’Armistice was restored.

History still records that it was on this spot that is was Here on the eleventh of November 1918 succumbed the criminal pride of the German Reich. Vanquished by the free peoples which it tried to enslave.

America singing
each singing what belongs to
him or her, none else

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter’s song, the ploughboy’s on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day — at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

I Hear America Singing by Walt Whitman as published in Leaves of Grass (Garden City, N. Y. : Doubleday, 1919 Edition).

According to Wikipedia, “The book received its strongest praise from Ralph Waldo Emerson, who wrote a flattering five-page letter to Whitman and spoke highly of the book to friends. Emerson called it “the most extraordinary piece of wit and wisdom that America has yet contributed.” Emerson had called for the first truly American poet, saying that aspects of America “are yet unsung. Yet America is a poem in our eyes.”

I like that last part a lot.

Aspects of America “are yet unsung. Yet America is a poem in our eyes.”

And I want to believe that holds through to today.

There are poems yet to be written.

Songs yet to be sung.

Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else.

I look forward to hearing America singing, the varied carols to hear.

PS: According to Wikipedia this engraving of Mr. Whitman from 1856 was printed in the front piece of the Leave of Grass. Not yet the white haired, bearded old guy that first comes to mind now was he?