I’m a liberal. It’s a word that over time has become demonized, vilified, hurled at people as an invective. Treated as something that one should be ashamed of. Something to be afraid of. Something immoral. Something wrong. A label to be avoided at all costs. But I don’t see it that way. I gladly pick up the label and put it on with pride. Wear it as a badge of honor. A sign of strength and power. Something to be proud of. Something right. Something good.
Being a liberal is not, as they claim, about destroying traditional values. Instead it’s about embracing those values that we hold dear above all others. Freedom, justice, equality, charity and love. Believing that government can make a positive impact on the life of others. Listening to the better angels of our nature when they tell us to not only pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, but to help those who can’t do it by themselves. The hope that our situation can be improved, instead of just accepting the status quo. That we can truly have a more perfect union by including everyone, regardless of race, religion, creed, national origin or sexual preference.
It’s about people. All people. Equal and free. And the battle to make them that way. A group of liberals standing up against the mightiest empire on the face of the earth and telling it boldly that all men are created equal. And that they are willing to fight for that equality. A president faced with a nation divided dedicating a field of the slain to preserving that nation. And then going on to unite that nation, freeing millions of slaves in the process. A woman on a bus. A reverend. A firebrand. All standing up for the rights denied them. For freedom, justice and equality. And joined by millions in the hour of their victory two are gunned down. The president helping them. Dooming his party to decades of minority status. Liberals, all, regardless of party. Standing up for the freedom of others.
A liberal Republican protecting the workers of the nation from growing corporate monopolies and corrupt business practices. And preserving the natural beauty of the nation for future generations. A liberal Democrat ending a depression, creating jobs, securing futures. Government helping to feed the hungry and care for the sick and old. Defending the world from fascism. The man who cannot stand, standing for truth, justice and the American way. Both men, sharing a name, changing the world for the better based on pure strength of will and the belief that they could make a difference.
We feel their impact every day. When we vote. When grandma gets her social security check. When we break our legs and still get paid. Get financial aid for school. Take advantage of medicaid and medicare. Eat food, having confidence that it’s safe. Liberals helped make all these things possible. They fought to make things better for us. Here and now.
The fight is far from over. Education. Healthcare. War. The Economy. Equality. None of these issues are going away any time soon. Will we stand up and fight for change? Have the hope to make things better? I plan on trying. Here’s why:
I want my sister Alison to have the best life possible. Without the help that Medicare and Medicaid provide there is a good chance that she would not be alive. On my Dad’s teacher’s salary it would be impossible to pay for all of her medical needs (like special food and surgeries) and the insurance companies will not cover it all. I want her and people like her (like the individuals I work with on a daily basis), to live the best, fullest, lives possible, even though they can’t take care of themselves. Their lives depend on us. In preserving what they have and improving our healthcare system to make their lives even better.
I want my sister Krista to be able to go to college and be whatever she wants to be, regardless of how much it costs. Without help from financial aid I don’t know how that will happen. She has the ability to do anything and I won’t let anyone tell her that she can’t. The financial aid that my sister Mica already received allowed her to graduate from college with a degree in business. It’s improved her life interminably. Without that help it never would have been possible. More people need to go to college. They need to get an education of any kind. It improves lives. We need to make it easier. Not harder.
I want my father, a public school teacher to receive the recognition and respect he deserves. In the time he’s been teaching he’s made a difference in the lives of thousands of students. He’s a hero for what he does every day. It should not be so difficult. There should be more teachers of his quality. Instead of being the exception, his dedication should be the rule. This is impossible, until we improve our education system, and reward the great teachers we have, and get more.
I want schools to realize that improvement isn’t only about money, or focusing on the core subjects. Art, music and literature are just as important as science and math. They allow us to hope and strive for any dream we can imagine. My nephew’s school is so geared toward passing standardized tests that these things are thrown by the wayside. A voracious learner, Braeden is beginning to lose interest in school. We need to spark his imagination, reignite his passion.
I want my sister Aubrie, and her husband to be able to afford to own their own home. As it is, even with both of them working full time jobs, with college degrees, it will be very difficult. The dream of home ownership is something that every American family should be able to realize in their lifetimes. Nothing invests a family in their community like having an ownership stake.
I want my mother, who worries about everything, to live in a world where she feels safe. Where she doesn’t have to worry about war or terrorism. Where America solves its problems diplomatically, makes peace around the world instead of war. I want her to feel safe traveling anywhere in the world. To see anything she wants to see without having to worry about her safety or that of her family.
I want my parents, my siblings, and myself to retire securely. To have that safety net waiting for us, like our grandparents. To not lose the social services that were fought so hard for generations ago. To know that we can retire, instead of having to work until we die. To be protected from dishonest companies that would shirk their responsibilities and leave their employees to fend for themselves.
I want to say anything I want to say. To have a free and open press. To vote. To be able to choose how and when I worship. Or don’t. To have a right to privacy. Freedom from illegal search and detainment. Have a jury trial. Sue if I want to. Protection from cruel and unusual punishment. And for everyone else to have these same rights. No matter who they are.
That’s why I’m a liberal. It isn’t only about me. It’s about my friend and family. About the
people I work with. About everyone. So I hold my head high and stand up. Proudly wearing a label. Liberal.