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Charity Provides Crumbs From The Table; Justice Offers A Place At The Table.

The Struggle Of Ordinary People For A Decent Living, For Security, Is As Old As The Republic, But It's Taken On A New And Urgent Edge. Instead Of Shared Prosperity Our Political System Has Now Produced A Winner-take-all Economy.

I Report The Assault On Nature Evidenced In Coal Mining That Tears The Tops Off Mountains And Dumps Them Into Rivers, Sacrificing The Health And Lives Of Those In The River Valleys To Short-term Profit, And I See A Link Between That Process And The Stock-market Frenzy Which Scorns Long-term Investments-genuine Savings-in Favor Of Quick Turnovers And Speculative Bubbles Whose Inevitable Bursting Leaves Insiders With Stuffed Pockets And Millions Of Small Stockholders, Pensioners, And Employees Out Of Work, Out Of Luck, And Out Of Hope.

I Hear An Almost Inaudible But Pervasive Discontent With The Price We Pay For Our Current Materialism. And I Hear A Fluttering Of Hope That There Might Be More To Life Than Bread And Circuses.

War, Except In Self-defense, Is A Failure Of Moral Imagination.