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“We didn’t land on Plymouth Rock, Plymouth
Rock landed on us.”--Malcolm X.
If rocks could talk, the one at Plymouth,
Massachusetts would have a lot to say. Long
venerated as the site where William Bradford,
and the Mayflower pilgrims landed in 1620. Yet
the 20,000 lb. gob of granite was more a
landmark than a stepping stone.
It’s considered a symbol of both the virtues and
the flaws of the English immigrants who colonized
New England. But the writings of the time never
mention the Rock. Today only one third of it remains;
chipped away by tourists.
I would like to think of it as Freedom Rock, a real
symbol of repressed immigrants who sailed to the
New World in small ships, who searched for religious
freedom and a new start; something that’s been
overlooked by populists at present. The Rock cries out
to us today: You may stand upon me, but do not hide
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