Title: FW: [globalnews] Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. :"Beyond Vietnam,"  Address delivered at Riverside Church, NYC


Rev. Martin Luther King Jr.

"Beyond Vietnam,"
Address delivered to the Clergy and Laymen Concerned
about Vietnam, at Riverside Church

4 April 1967
 New York City

    Mr. Chairman, ladies and gentlemen, I need not pause to say how very
    delighted I am to be here tonight, and how very delighted I am to see you
    expressing your concern about the issues that will be discussed tonight by
    turning out in such large numbers. I also want to say that I consider it a
    great honor to share this program with Dr. Bennett, Dr. Commager, and Rabbi
    Heschel, some of the distinguished leaders and personalities of our nation.
    And of course it's always good to come back to Riverside Church. Over the
    last eight years, I have had the privilege of preaching here almost every
    year in that period, and it is always a rich and rewarding experience to
    come to this great church and this great pulpit.

    I come to this magnificent house of worship tonight because my conscience
    leaves me no other choice. I join you in this meeting because I am in
    deepest agreement with the aims and work of the organization which has
    brought us together, Clergy and Laymen Concerned About Vietnam. The recent
    statements of your executive committee are the sentiments of my own heart,
    and I found myself in full accord when I read its opening lines: "A time
    comes when silence is betrayal." That time has come for us in relation to Vietnam.

    The truth of these words is beyond doubt, but the mission to which they call
    us is a most difficult one. Even when pressed by the demands of inner truth,
    men do not easily assume the task of opposing their government's policy,
    especially in time of war. Nor does the human spirit move without great
    difficulty against all the apathy of conformist thought within one's own
    bosom and in the surrounding world. Moreover, when the issues at hand seem
    as perplexing as they often do in the case of this dreadful conflict, we are
    always on the verge of being mesmerized by uncertainty. But we must move on.

    Some of us who have already begun to break the silence of the night have
    found that the calling to speak is often a vocation of agony, but we must
    speak. We must speak with all the humility that is appropriate to our
    limited vision, but we must speak. And we must rejoice as well, for surely
    this is the first time in our nation's history that a significant number of
    its religious leaders have chosen to move beyond the prophesying of smooth
    patriotism to the high grounds of a firm dissent based upon the mandates of
    conscience and the reading of history. Perhaps a new spirit is rising among
    us. If it is, let us trace its movement, and pray that our own inner being
    may be sensitive to its guidance. For we are deeply in need of a new way
    beyond the darkness that seems so close around us.

    Over the past two years, as I have moved to break the betrayal of my own
    silences and to speak from the burnings of my own heart, as I have called
    for radical departures from the destruction of Vietnam, many persons have
    questioned me about the wisdom of my path. At the heart of their concerns,
    this query has often loomed large and loud: "Why are you speaking about the
    war, Dr. King? Why are you joining the voices of dissent?" "Peace and civil
    rights don't mix," they say. "Aren't you hurting the cause of your people?"
    they ask. And when I hear them, though I often understand the source of
    their concern, I am nevertheless greatly saddened, for such questions mean
    that the inquirers have not really known me, my commitment, or my calling.
    Indeed, their questions suggest that they do not know the world in which
    they live. In the light of such tragic misunderstanding, I deem it of signal
    importance to try to state clearly, and I trust concisely, why I believe
    that the path from Dexter Avenue Baptist Church-the church in Montgomery,
    Alabama, where I began my pastorate-leads clearly to this sanctuary tonight.

    I come to this platform tonight to make a passionate plea to my beloved
    nation. This speech is not addressed to Hanoi or to the National Liberation
    Front. It is not addressed to China or to Russia. Nor is it an attempt to
    overlook the ambiguity of the total situation and the need for a collective
    solution to the tragedy of Vietnam. Neither is it an attempt to make North
    Vietnam or the National Liberation Front paragons of virtue, nor to overlook
    the role they must play in the successful resolution of the problem. While
    they both may have justifiable reasons to be suspicious of the good faith of
    the United States, life and history give eloquent testimony to the fact that
    conflicts are never resolved without trustful give and take on both sides.
    Tonight, however, I wish not to speak with Hanoi and the National Liberation
    Front, but rather to my fellow Americans.

    Since I am a preacher by calling, I suppose it is not surprising that I have
    seven major reasons for bringing Vietnam into the field of my moral vision.
    There is at the outset a very obvious and almost facile connection between
    the war in Vietnam and the struggle I and others have been waging in
    America. A few years ago there was a shining moment in that struggle. It
    seemed as if there was a real promise of hope for the poor, both black and
    white, through the poverty program. There were experiments, hopes, new
    beginnings. Then came the buildup in Vietnam, and I watched this program
    broken and eviscerated as if it were some idle political plaything of a
    society gone mad on war. And I knew that America would never invest the
    necessary funds or energies in rehabilitation of its poor so long as
    adventures like Vietnam continued to draw men and skills and money like some
    demonic, destructive suction tube. So I was increasingly compelled to see
    the war as an enemy of the poor and to attack it as such.

    Perhaps a more tragic recognition of reality took place when it became clear
    to me that the war was doing far more than devastating the hopes of the poor
    at home. It was sending their sons and their brothers and their husbands to
    fight and to die in extraordinarily high proportions relative to the rest of
    the population. We were taking the black young men who had been crippled by
    our society and sending them eight thousand miles away to guarantee
    liberties in Southeast Asia which they had not found in southwest Georgia
    and East Harlem. So we have been repeatedly faced with the cruel irony of
    watching Negro and white boys on TV screens as they kill and die together
    for a nation that has been unable to seat them together in the same schools.
    So we watch them in brutal solidarity burning the huts of a poor village,
    but we realize that they would hardly live on the same block in Chicago. I
    could not be silent in the face of such cruel manipulation of the poor.

    My third reason moves to an even deeper level of awareness, for it grows out
    of my experience in the ghettos of the North over the last three years,
    especially the last three summers. As I have walked among the desperate,
    rejected, and angry young men, I have told them that Molotov cocktails and
    rifles would not solve their problems. I have tried to offer them my deepest
    compassion while maintaining my conviction that social change comes most
    meaningfully through nonviolent action. But they asked, and rightly so,
    "What about Vietnam?" They asked if our own nation wasn't using massive
    doses of violence to solve its problems, to bring about the changes it
    wanted. Their questions hit home, and I knew that I could never again raise
    my voice against the violence of the oppressed in the ghettos without having
    first spoken clearly to the greatest purveyor of violence in the world
    today: my own government. For the sake of those boys, for the sake of this
    government, for the sake of the hundreds of thousands trembling under our
    violence, I cannot be silent.

    For those who ask the question, "Aren't you a civil rights leader?" and
    thereby mean to exclude me from the movement for peace, I have this further
    answer. In 1957, when a group of us formed the Southern Christian Leadership
    Conference, we chose as our motto: "To save the soul of America." We were
    convinced that we could not limit our vision to certain rights for black
    people, but instead affirmed the conviction that America would never be free
    or saved from itself until the descendants of its slaves were loosed
    completely from the shackles they still wear. In a way we were agreeing with
    Langston Hughes, that black bard of Harlem, who had written earlier:

    O, yes, I say it plain,
    America never was America to me,
    And yet I swear this oath-
    America will be!

    Now it should be incandescently clear that no one who has any concern for
    the integrity and life of America today can ignore the present war. If
    America's soul becomes totally poisoned, part of the autopsy must read
    "Vietnam." It can never be saved so long as it destroys the deepest hopes of
    men the world over. So it is that those of us who are yet determined that
    "America will be" are led down the path of protest and dissent, working for
    the health of our land.

    As if the weight of such a commitment to the life and health of America were
    not enough, another burden of responsibility was placed upon me in 1954.*
    And I cannot forget that the Nobel Peace Prize was also a commission, a
    commission to work harder than I had ever worked before for the brotherhood
    of man. This is a calling that takes me beyond national allegiances.

    But even if it were not present, I would yet have to live with the meaning
    of my commitment to the ministry of Jesus Christ. To me, the relationship of
    this ministry to the making of peace is so obvious that I sometimes marvel
    at those who ask me why I am speaking against the war. Could it be that they
    do not know that the Good News was meant for all men-for communist and
    capitalist, for their children and ours, for black and for white, for
    revolutionary and conservative? Have they forgotten that my ministry is in
    obedience to the one who loved his enemies so fully that he died for them?
    What then can I say to the Vietcong or to Castro or to Mao as a faithful
    minister of this one? Can I threaten them with death or must I not share
    with them my life?

    Finally, as I try to explain for you and for myself the road that leads from
    Montgomery to this place, I would have offered all that was most valid if I
    simply said that I must be true to my conviction that I share with all men
    the calling to be a son of the living God. Beyond the calling of race or
    nation or creed is this vocation of sonship and brotherhood. Because I
    believe that the Father is deeply concerned, especially for His suffering
    and helpless and outcast children, I come tonight to speak for them. This I
    believe to be the privilege and the burden of all of us who deem ourselves
    bound by allegiances and loyalties which are broader and deeper than
    nationalism and which go beyond our nation's self-defined goals and
    positions. We are called to speak for the weak, for the voiceless, for the
    victims of our nation, for those it calls "enemy," for no document from
    human hands can make these humans any less our brothers.

    And as I ponder the madness of Vietnam and search within myself for ways to
    understand and respond in compassion, my mind goes constantly to the people
    of that peninsula. I speak now not of the soldiers of each side, not of the
    ideologies of the Liberation Front, not of the junta in Saigon, but simply
    of the people who have been living under the curse of war for almost three
    continuous decades now. I think of them, too, because it is clear to me that
    there will be no meaningful solution there until some attempt is made to
    know them and hear their broken cries.

    They must see Americans as strange liberators. The Vietnamese people
    proclaimed their own independence in 1954-in 1945 rather-after a combined
    French and Japanese occupation and before the communist revolution in China.
    They were led by Ho Chi Minh. Even though they quoted the American
    Declaration of Independence in their own document of freedom, we refused to
    recognize them. Instead, we decided to support France in its reconquest of
    her former colony. Our government felt then that the Vietnamese people were
    not ready for independence, and we again fell victim to the deadly Western
    arrogance that has poisoned the international atmosphere for so long. With
    that tragic decision we rejected a revolutionary government seeking
    self-determination and a government that had been established not by
    China-for whom the Vietnamese have no great love-but by clearly indigenous
    forces that included some communists. For the peasants this new government
    meant real land reform, one of the most important needs in their lives.

    For nine years following 1945 we denied the people of Vietnam the right of
    independence. For nine years we vigorously supported the French in their
    abortive effort to recolonize Vietnam. Before the end of the war we were
    meeting eighty percent of the French war costs. Even before the French were
    defeated at Dien Bien Phu, they began to despair of their reckless action,
    but we did not. We encouraged them with our huge financial and military
    supplies to continue the war even after they had lost the will. Soon we
    would be paying almost the full costs of this tragic attempt at
    recolonization.

    After the French were defeated, it looked as if independence and land reform
    would come again through the Geneva Agreement. But instead there came the
    United States, determined that Ho should not unify the temporarily divided
    nation, and the peasants watched again as we supported one of the most
    vicious modern dictators, our chosen man, Premier Diem. The peasants watched
    and cringed as Diem ruthlessly rooted out all opposition, supported their
    extortionist landlords, and refused even to discuss reunification with the
    North. The peasants watched as all of this was presided over by United
    States influence and then by increasing numbers of United States troops who
    came to help quell the insurgency that Diem's methods had aroused. When Diem
    was overthrown they may have been happy, but the long line of military
    dictators seemed to offer no real change, especially in terms of their need
    for land and peace.

    The only change came from America as we increased our troop commitments in
    support of governments which were singularly corrupt, inept, and without
    popular support. All the while the people read our leaflets and received the
    regular promises of peace and democracy and land reform. Now they languish
    under our bombs and consider us, not their fellow Vietnamese, the real
    enemy. They move sadly and apathetically as we herd them off the land of
    their fathers into concentration camps where minimal social needs are rarely
    met. They know they must move on or be destroyed by our bombs.

    So they go, primarily women and children and the aged. They watch as we
    poison their water, as we kill a million acres of their crops. They must
    weep as the bulldozers roar through their areas preparing to destroy the
    precious trees. They wander into the hospitals with at least twenty
    casualties from American firepower for one Vietcong-inflicted injury. So far
    we may have killed a million of them, mostly children. They wander into the
    towns and see thousands of the children, homeless, without clothes, running
    in packs on the streets like animals. They see the children degraded by our
    soldiers as they beg for food. They see the children selling their sisters
    to our soldiers, soliciting for their mothers.

    What do the peasants think as we ally ourselves with the landlords and as we
    refuse to put any action into our many words concerning land reform? What do
    they think as we test out our latest weapons on them, just as the Germans
    tested out new medicine and new tortures in the concentration camps of
    Europe? Where are the roots of the independent Vietnam we claim to be
    building? Is it among these voiceless ones?

    We have destroyed their two most cherished institutions: the family and the
    village. We have destroyed their land and their crops. We have cooperated in
    the crushing of the nation's only noncommunist revolutionary political
    force, the unified Buddhist Church. We have supported the enemies of the
    peasants of Saigon. We have corrupted their women and children and killed
    their men.

    Now there is little left to build on, save bitterness. Soon the only solid
    physical foundations remaining will be found at our military bases and in
    the concrete of the concentration camps we call "fortified hamlets." The
    peasants may well wonder if we plan to build our new Vietnam on such grounds
    as these. Could we blame them for such thoughts? We must speak for them and
    raise the questions they cannot raise. These, too, are our brothers.

    Perhaps a more difficult but no less necessary task is to speak for those
    who have been designated as our enemies. What of the National Liberation
    Front, that strangely anonymous group we call "VC" or "communists"? What
    must they think of the United States of America when they realize that we
    permitted the repression and cruelty of Diem, which helped to bring them
    into being as a resistance group in the South? What do they think of our
    condoning the violence which led to their own taking up of arms? How can
    they believe in our integrity when now we speak of "aggression from the
    North" as if there were nothing more essential to the war? How can they
    trust us when now we charge them with violence after the murderous reign of
    Diem and charge them with violence while we pour every new weapon of death
    into their land? Surely we must understand their feelings, even if we do not
    condone their actions. Surely we must see that the men we supported pressed
    them to their violence. Surely we must see that our own computerized plans
    of destruction simply dwarf their greatest acts.

    How do they judge us when our officials know that their membership is less
    than twenty-five percent communist, and yet insist on giving them the
    blanket name? What must they be thinking when they know that we are aware of
    their control of major sections of Vietnam, and yet we appear ready to allow
    national elections in which this highly organized political parallel
    government will not have a part? They ask how we can speak of free elections
    when the Saigon press is censored and controlled by the military junta. And
    they are surely right to wonder what kind of new government we plan to help
    form without them, the only party in real touch with the peasants. They
    question our political goals and they deny the reality of a peace settlement
    from which they will be excluded. Their questions are frighteningly
    relevant. Is our nation planning to build on political myth again, and then
    shore it up upon the power of a new violence?

    Here is the true meaning and value of compassion and nonviolence, when it
    helps us to see the enemy's point of view, to hear his questions, to know
    his assessment of ourselves. For from his view we may indeed see the basic
    weaknesses of our own condition, and if we are mature, we may learn and grow
    and profit from the wisdom of the brothers who are called the opposition.

    So, too, with Hanoi. In the North, where our bombs now pummel the land, and
    our mines endanger the waterways, we are met by a deep but understandable
    mistrust. To speak for them is to explain this lack of confidence in Western
    words, and especially their distrust of American intentions now. In Hanoi
    are the men who led the nation to independence against the Japanese and the
    French, the men who sought membership in the French Commonwealth and were
    betrayed by the weakness of Paris and the willfulness of the colonial
    armies. It was they who led a second struggle against French domination at
    tremendous costs, and then were persuaded to give up the land they
    controlled between the thirteenth and seventeenth parallel as a temporary
    measure at Geneva. After 1954 they watched us conspire with Diem to prevent
    elections which could have surely brought Ho Chi Minh to power over a united
    Vietnam, and they realized they had been betrayed again. When we ask why
    they do not leap to negotiate, these things must be remembered.

    Also, it must be clear that the leaders of Hanoi considered the presence of
    American troops in support of the Diem regime to have been the initial
    military breach of the Geneva Agreement concerning foreign troops. They
    remind us that they did not begin to send troops in large numbers and even
    supplies into the South until American forces had moved into the tens of
    thousands.

    Hanoi remembers how our leaders refused to tell us the truth about the
    earlier North Vietnamese overtures for peace, how the president claimed that
    none existed when they had clearly been made. Ho Chi Minh has watched as
    America has spoken of peace and built up its forces, and now he has surely
    heard the increasing international rumors of American plans for an invasion
    of the North. He knows the bombing and shelling and mining we are doing are
    part of traditional pre-invasion strategy. Perhaps only his sense of humor
    and of irony can save him when he hears the most powerful nation of the
    world speaking of aggression as it drops thousands of bombs on a poor, weak
    nation more than eight hundred, or rather, eight thousand miles away from
    its shores.

    At this point I should make it clear that while I have tried in these last
    few minutes to give a voice to the voiceless in Vietnam and to understand
    the arguments of those who are called "enemy," I am as deeply concerned
    about our own troops there as anything else. For it occurs to me that what
    we are submitting them to in Vietnam is not simply the brutalizing process
    that goes on in any war where armies face each other and seek to destroy. We
    are adding cynicism to the process of death, for they must know after a
    short period there that none of the things we claim to be fighting for are
    really involved. Before long they must know that their government has sent
    them into a struggle among Vietnamese, and the more sophisticated surely
    realize that we are on the side of the wealthy, and the secure, while we
    create a hell for the poor.

    Somehow this madness must cease. We must stop now. I speak as a child of God
    and brother to the suffering poor of Vietnam. I speak for those whose land
    is being laid waste, whose homes are being destroyed, whose culture is being
    subverted. I speak for the poor of America who are paying the double price
    of smashed hopes at home, and dealt death and corruption in Vietnam. I speak
    as a citizen of the world, for the world as it stands aghast at the path we
    have taken. I speak as one who loves America, to the leaders of our own
    nation: The great initiative in this war is ours; the initiative to stop it
    must be ours.

    This is the message of the great Buddhist leaders of Vietnam. Recently one
    of them wrote these words, and I quote:

    Each day the war goes on the hatred increases in the hearts of the
    Vietnamese and in the hearts of those of humanitarian instinct. The
    Americans are forcing even their friends into becoming their enemies. It is
    curious that the Americans, who calculate so carefully on the possibilities
    of military victory, do not realize that in the process they are incurring
    deep psychological and political defeat. The image of America will never
    again be the image of revolution, freedom, and democracy, but the image of
    violence and militarism.

    Unquote.

    If we continue, there will be no doubt in my mind and in the mind of the
    world that we have no honorable intentions in Vietnam. If we do not stop our
    war against the people of Vietnam immediately, the world will be left with
    no other alternative than to see this as some horrible, clumsy, and deadly
    game we have decided to play. The world now demands a maturity of America
    that we may not be able to achieve. It demands that we admit that we have
    been wrong from the beginning of our adventure in Vietnam, that we have been
    detrimental to the life of the Vietnamese people. The situation is one in
    which we must be ready to turn sharply from our present ways. In order to
    atone for our sins and errors in Vietnam, we should take the initiative in
    bringing a halt to this tragic war.

    I would like to suggest five concrete things that our government should do
    immediately to begin the long and difficult process of extricating ourselves
    from this nightmarish conflict:

    Number one: End all bombing in North and South Vietnam.

    Number two: Declare a unilateral cease-fire in the hope that such action
    will create the atmosphere for negotiation.

    Three: Take immediate steps to prevent other battlegrounds in Southeast Asia
    by curtailing our military buildup in Thailand and our interference in Laos.

    Four: Realistically accept the fact that the National Liberation Front has
    substantial support in South Vietnam and must thereby play a role in any
    meaningful negotiations and any future Vietnam government.

    Five: Set a date that we will remove all foreign troops from Vietnam in
    accordance with the 1954 Geneva Agreement. [sustained applause]

    Part of our ongoing [applause continues], part of our ongoing commitment
    might well express itself in an offer to grant asylum to any Vietnamese who
    fears for his life under a new regime which included the Liberation Front.
    Then we must make what reparations we can for the damage we have done. We
    must provide the medical aid that is badly needed, making it available in
    this country if necessary. Meanwhile [applause], meanwhile, we in the
    churches and synagogues have a continuing task while we urge our government
    to disengage itself from a disgraceful commitment. We must continue to raise
    our voices and our lives if our nation persists in its perverse ways in
    Vietnam. We must be prepared to match actions with words by seeking out
    every creative method of protest possible.

    As we counsel young men concerning military service, we must clarify for
    them our nation's role in Vietnam and challenge them with the alternative of
    conscientious objection. [sustained applause] I am pleased to say that this
    is a path now chosen by more than seventy students at my own alma mater,
    Morehouse College, and I recommend it to all who find the American course in
    Vietnam a dishonorable and unjust one. [applause] Moreover, I would
    encourage all ministers of draft age to give up their ministerial exemptions
    and seek status as conscientious objectors. [applause] These are the times
    for real choices and not false ones. We are at the moment when our lives
    must be placed on the line if our nation is to survive its own folly. Every
    man of humane convictions must decide on the protest that best suits his
    convictions, but we must all protest.

    Now there is something seductively tempting about stopping there and sending
    us all off on what in some circles has become a popular crusade against the
    war in Vietnam. I say we must enter that struggle, but I wish to go on now
    to say something even more disturbing.

    The war in Vietnam is but a symptom of a far deeper malady within the
    American spirit, and if we ignore this sobering reality [applause], and if
    we ignore this sobering reality, we will find ourselves organizing "clergy
    and laymen concerned" committees for the next generation. They will be
    concerned about Guatemala and Peru. They will be concerned about Thailand
    and Cambodia. They will be concerned about Mozambique and South Africa. We
    will be marching for these and a dozen other names and attending rallies
    without end unless there is a significant and profound change in American
    life and policy. [sustained applause] So such thoughts take us beyond
    Vietnam, but not beyond our calling as sons of the living God.

    In 1957 a sensitive American official overseas said that it seemed to him
    that our nation was on the wrong side of a world revolution. During the past
    ten years we have seen emerge a pattern of suppression which has now
    justified the presence of U.S. military advisors in Venezuela. This need to
    maintain social stability for our investments accounts for the
    counterrevolutionary action of American forces in Guatemala. It tells why
    American helicopters are being used against guerrillas in Cambodia and why
    American napalm and Green Beret forces have already been active against
    rebels in Peru.

    It is with such activity in mind that the words of the late John F. Kennedy
    come back to haunt us. Five years ago he said, "Those who make peaceful
    revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable." [applause]
    Increasingly, by choice or by accident, this is the role our nation has
    taken, the role of those who make peaceful revolution impossible by refusing
    to give up the privileges and the pleasures that come from the immense
    profits of overseas investments. I am convinced that if we are to get on the
    right side of the world revolution, we as a nation must undergo a radical
    revolution of values. We must rapidly begin [applause], we must rapidly
    begin the shift from a thing-oriented society to a person-oriented society.
    When machines and computers, profit motives and property rights, are
    considered more important than people, the giant triplets of racism, extreme
    materialism, and militarism are incapable of being conquered.

    A true revolution of values will soon cause us to question the fairness and
    justice of many of our past and present policies. On the one hand we are
    called to play the Good Samaritan on life's roadside, but that will be only
    an initial act. One day we must come to see that the whole Jericho Road must
    be transformed so that men and women will not be constantly beaten and
    robbed as they make their journey on life's highway. True compassion is more
    than flinging a coin to a beggar. It comes to see that an edifice which
    produces beggars needs restructuring. [applause]

    A true revolution of values will soon look uneasily on the glaring contrast
    of poverty and wealth. With righteous indignation, it will look across the
    seas and see individual capitalists of the West investing huge sums of money
    in Asia, Africa, and South America, only to take the profits out with no
    concern for the social betterment of the countries, and say, "This is not
    just." It will look at our alliance with the landed gentry of South America
    and say, "This is not just." The Western arrogance of feeling that it has
    everything to teach others and nothing to learn from them is not just.

    A true revolution of values will lay hand on the world order and say of war,
    "This way of settling differences is not just." This business of burning
    human beings with napalm, of filling our nation's homes with orphans and
    widows, of injecting poisonous drugs of hate into the veins of peoples
    normally humane, of sending men home from dark and bloody battlefields
    physically handicapped and psychologically deranged, cannot be reconciled
    with wisdom, justice, and love. A nation that continues year after year to
    spend more money on military defense than on programs of social uplift is
    approaching spiritual death. [sustained applause]

    America, the richest and most powerful nation in the world, can well lead
    the way in this revolution of values. There is nothing except a tragic death
    wish to prevent us from reordering our priorities so that the pursuit of
    peace will take precedence over the pursuit of war. There is nothing to keep
    us from molding a recalcitrant status quo with bruised hands until we have
    fashioned it into a brotherhood.

    This kind of positive revolution of values is our best defense against
    communism. [applause] War is not the answer. Communism will never be
    defeated by the use of atomic bombs or nuclear weapons. Let us not join
    those who shout war and, through their misguided passions, urge the United
    States to relinquish its participation in the United Nations. These are days
    which demand wise restraint and calm reasonableness. We must not engage in a
    negative anticommunism, but rather in a positive thrust for democracy
    [applause], realizing that our greatest defense against communism is to take
    offensive action in behalf of justice. We must with positive action seek to
    remove those conditions of poverty, insecurity, and injustice, which are the
    fertile soil in which the seed of communism grows and develops.

    These are revolutionary times. All over the globe men are revolting against
    old systems of exploitation and oppression, and out of the wounds of a frail
    world, new systems of justice and equality are being born. The shirtless and
    barefoot people of the land are rising up as never before. The people who
    sat in darkness have seen a great light. We in the West must support these
    revolutions.

    It is a sad fact that because of comfort, complacency, a morbid fear of
    communism, and our proneness to adjust to injustice, the Western nations
    that initiated so much of the revolutionary spirit of the modern world have
    now become the arch antirevolutionaries. This has driven many to feel that
    only Marxism has a revolutionary spirit. Therefore, communism is a judgment
    against our failure to make democracy real and follow through on the
    revolutions that we initiated. Our only hope today lies in our ability to
    recapture the revolutionary spirit and go out into a sometimes hostile world
    declaring eternal hostility to poverty, racism, and militarism. With this
    powerful commitment we shall boldly challenge the status quo and unjust
    mores, and thereby speed the day when "every valley shall be exalted, and
    every mountain and hill shall be made low [Audience:] (Yes); the crooked
    shall be made straight, and the rough places plain."

    A genuine revolution of values means in the final analysis that our
    loyalties must become ecumenical rather than sectional. Every nation must
    now develop an overriding loyalty to mankind as a whole in order to preserve
    the best in their individual societies.

    This call for a worldwide fellowship that lifts neighborly concern beyond
    one's tribe, race, class, and nation is in reality a call for an
    all-embracing and unconditional love for all mankind. This oft
    misunderstood, this oft misinterpreted concept, so readily dismissed by the
    Nietzsches of the world as a weak and cowardly force, has now become an
    absolute necessity for the survival of man. When I speak of love I am not
    speaking of some sentimental and weak response. I'm not speaking of that
    force which is just emotional bosh. I am speaking of that force which all of
    the great religions have seen as the supreme unifying principle of life.
    Love is somehow the key that unlocks the door which leads to ultimate
    reality. This Hindu-Muslim-Christian-Jewish-Buddhist belief about ultimate
    reality is beautifully summed up in the first epistle of Saint John: "Let us
    love one another (Yes), for love is God. (Yes) And every one that loveth is
    born of God and knoweth God. He that loveth not knoweth not God, for God is
    love. . . . If we love one another, God dwelleth in us and his love is
    perfected in us." Let us hope that this spirit will become the order of the day.

    We can no longer afford to worship the god of hate or bow before the altar
    of retaliation. The oceans of history are made turbulent by the ever-rising
    tides of hate. History is cluttered with the wreckage of nations and
    individuals that pursued this self-defeating path of hate. As Arnold Toynbee
    says: "Love is the ultimate force that makes for the saving choice of life
    and good against the damning choice of death and evil. Therefore the first
    hope in our inventory must be the hope that love is going to have the last
    word." Unquote.

    We are now faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today. We are
    confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of
    life and history, there is such a thing as being too late. Procrastination
    is still the thief of time. Life often leaves us standing bare, naked, and
    dejected with a lost opportunity. The tide in the affairs of men does not
    remain at flood-it ebbs. We may cry out desperately for time to pause in her
    passage, but time is adamant to every plea and rushes on. Over the bleached
    bones and jumbled residues of numerous civilizations are written the
    pathetic words, "Too late." There is an invisible book of life that
    faithfully records our vigilance or our neglect. Omar Khayyam is right: "The
    moving finger writes, and having writ moves on."

    We still have a choice today: nonviolent coexistence or violent
    coannihilation. We must move past indecision to action. We must find new
    ways to speak for peace in Vietnam and justice throughout the developing
    world, a world that borders on our doors. If we do not act, we shall surely
    be dragged down the long, dark, and shameful corridors of time reserved for
    those who possess power without compassion, might without morality, and
    strength without sight.

    Now let us begin. Now let us rededicate ourselves to the long and bitter,
    but beautiful, struggle for a new world. This is the calling of the sons of
    God, and our brothers wait eagerly for our response. Shall we say the odds
    are too great? Shall we tell them the struggle is too hard? Will our message
    be that the forces of American life militate against their arrival as full
    men, and we send our deepest regrets? Or will there be another message-of
    longing, of hope, of solidarity with their yearnings, of commitment to their
    cause, whatever the cost? The choice is ours, and though we might prefer it
    otherwise, we must choose in this crucial moment of human history.

    As that noble bard of yesterday, James Russell Lowell, eloquently stated:

    Once to every man and nation comes a moment to decide,
    In the strife of Truth and Falsehood, for the good or evil side;
    Some great cause, God's new Messiah offering each the bloom or blight,
    And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
    Though the cause of evil prosper, yet 'tis truth alone is strong
    Though her portions be the scaffold, and upon the throne be wrong
    Yet that scaffold sways the future, and behind the dim unknown
    Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.

    And if we will only make the right choice, we will be able to transform this
    pending cosmic elegy into a creative psalm of peace. If we will make the
    right choice, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our
    world into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. If we will but make the
    right choice, we will be able to speed up the day, all over America and all
    over the world, when justice will roll down like waters, and righteousness
    like a mighty stream. [sustained applause]


    * King says "1954," but most likely means 1964, the year he received the
    Nobel Peace Prize.

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