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KING PREACHED "THE DRUM MAJOR INSTINCT" AT Ebenezer that Sunday, Feb. 4. He freely adapted a sermon published under that title during his seminary years by evangelist J. Wallace Hamilton, based on the biblical story of two disciples who beseech Jesus for the most prominent eternal seats in heaven. Their desire springs from a universal impulse for distinction, said King--"this quest for recognition ... this drum major instinct." An extreme drum major "ends by trying to push others down to push himself up," he warned, driving racism in culture and arrogance in nations. Yet Jesus in the Bible account does...
...time King flirted with martyrdom in a speech. One of the first profiles written about him during the bus boycott noted a "conspicuous thread of thanatopsis" in his private conversation as well. What emerged this Sunday was a brooding reverie on external and internal burdens from the drum major instinct. "And every now and then I think about my own death," he told his congregation. He gave fitful instructions for his own funeral service--"tell them not to talk too long"--hoping someone would mention "that Martin Luther King Jr. tried to give his life serving others." The eulogist should...
...have a lot more fun if you do things with the Republicans as well as Democrats. There are enough differences. You'll never be bored if you are looking for differences. But if you want to get something done, you gotta find common ground." And that is always his instinct and always mine...
...like that in Syriana. It zigzags from the Middle East to Europe to the U.S. as if to test both your patience and your eye-brain coordination. Yet the film does see the world in three colors: black, for the oil that brings out man's cunning and killer instinct; gray, for the shades of honor and self-interest by which the main players try to define themselves; and red, for the blood spilled in Allah's and oil's names...
Perhaps my instinct to hop on the anti-Fork bandwagon (a smaller, more dilapidated wagon then the Fork model itself) stems from my attachment to word-of-mouth, an age-old method of discovery that necessitates… gasp…real human interaction on some level. If you sit alone and bulldoze through the recent reviews on Pitchfork, it seems to perpetuate the isolationist, ever-headphoned culture that I most concretely associate with those “discovering themselves” on Pitchfork. Spend that time talking and listening to music with other people, branch out and meet...