After returning home from a week of love in Oklahoma I find venomous blather about the Trayvon Martin- George Zimmerman case all around me. I figure that hate is kinda' like mildew. Shine a light on it for long enough and it fades away. Sorry to say that it always seems to come back.
This year at the Woody Guthrie Folk Festival I noticed that peace and love is wildly fashionable. I saw more young folkies preaching truth than ever. I'm not big on trends but I sure do like this one. I've always said that I come into fashion briefly every now and then. I sure hope that this is one of those times. For our sake. Pray for peace. Search for truth.