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Anger and Apathy 2 June , 2009

In an interfaith movement, what are we fighting?  On one hand, there is the explicit mission statement of World Faith, which states we are countering “religiously inspired hatred, war, and division.”  So that is simple enough.  But this is perhaps only part of the story.

 

As with any organization with any message.  In order to “fight” an idea or societal ill, we have to mobilize against it.  This requires those who agree with the mission that take action.  This is where things get tricky.  While many or perhaps most people form most societies would agree with the basis of our mission statement, not many are willing to take a stand.  In fact I would say that over 90% of youths in religious diverse societies agree with our mission statement.  Yet, I would also venture to say that the religious extremism still holds the attention of the world because of their superior mobilization.

 

So then what must be done to mobilize those who remain inactive?  While not everyone needs to be a revolutionary, more people must take action, but sometimes it just reguires the right people, not the masses.  For instance, policy makers need to become aware of the importance of cross-religious understanding as a building block of national identity and as a safe guard from communal violence.  We still often times hear of conflict in the cosmic war sense… that “this is us versus them and we must win.”  Also, we need to engage the media, and not just intellectual media, but all media.  These concepts can be woven into pop culture, such as tv shows, movies, and music.  There are many examples of where this is true, but its a matter of sheer quantity.  Until more quality media content framing the story of religious becomes predominent, it will continue to be an uphill battle.  Thus, we don’t only fight the fear and anger that inspires communal violence, but the apathy that allows it to continue unchallenged.

 

The Academic 29 January , 2009

Filed under: Blog Post — Frank Fredericks @ 7:39 am
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A poem to share some of my thoughts and frustrations in NGO work and Academia.  I believe scholarly research is so necessary, yet at times I get frustrated with how much talk is followed by such little walk.

 

The Academic


In the Land of Parzania, the Center of the Universe
Where knowledge is said to be the key,
Of doctors and lawyers, and engineers
An academic is the one to be!

 

With calculations and theories, yes with concepts
The Academics do tell,
an explanation of everything
yes, even of Heaven and Hell!

 

With certainty he says, the data does elude
That the Sun is in love with the Moon,
Should the Moon find out, he’d certainly stop
Promising our permanent doom!

 

The commoners, they listen intently
On the wild theories abound,
But some can’t help but wonder
What will really happen on the ground.

 

They’ve heard such antics, they’ve seen it before
Like when the War did end,
The Academics did promise,
That there could be no war, yes never again!

 

See the Academic, she’d studied poverty
at the finest university in town,
Followed by the Food Aid conference,
at the swankiest hotel around.

 

 

But when she left Parzania
true poverty she did find,
The theories now seemed irrevelant
only their sorrow filled her mind.

 

Perplexed she called her mother
An aging Academic herself,
Listened to her daughter’s inquiry
When reading the books on her shelf.

 

“Mother what can I do?”
The daughter cried on the phone,
“The theories now seem worthless
When you’re starving, cold, and alone.”

 

“Knowledge is great, theories are better”
The mother quickly replied,
“But the best are those morsels of wisdom
Those that can be easily applied.”

 

“See Academics are neither good nor bad
As by now you have probably pained,
But they have a choice what to do
With the abundant knowledge they gained.”

 

“So be learned, yes read and write
And be cultured, yes it’s all true,
Just remember God cares not what you think
But watches what you can do.

 

A Poem by Frank Fredericks