I never do this — write about anything TELEVISION! But never… well never seems to have arrived. I do this only to spotlight a contestant on one of the talent shows. I don’t mention the show or contestant: copyright issues and all.
Instead, let me just relay the story of a black woman who at two-years-old escaped a civil war in her homeland: Republic of Liberia. Throughout history human migration has been a way of life. More accurately: a way to secure a life. I think by now humankind is simply a collection of our homelands.
But, back to her story: I’m not a black woman so I may not speak for this contestant. But her story implies that she and I are both profoundly in love with the countries of our birth. You see, it is never our homeland we fear–it is a tyranny of greed that pervades which forces us to flee.
In Disney’s The Lion King, Mufasa says to his son: “Look Simba, everything the light touches is our kingdom…” Ah! Our Kingdom, I love the sound of that: The land where we are born… The land that we love… The sacredness of belonging.