Given the events of this week, Charlottesville, Trump’s response, Bannon’s departure, one might see it as a moral event, one that mirrors in some fashion the upcoming eclipse. There were signs within the moral universe of some sort of tremor or rumbling—some sort of sign in the heavens. It seemed to portend something, a reckoning perhaps.
The dictionary gives some interesting definitions and meanings for the word “reckoning.” We are told it is has to do with accounting, a bill due, or a computation. Is it possible the bill, the account, for the history of discrimination and racism, slavery, is still not paid? Could it be that while we thought the Civil War, in blood, had exacted a price that surely was high enough to pay that bill, we were wrong? Is it possible that rather than pay the bill, too many accounts were left open and charges were still being made, even up to the present day?
For me, the most interesting aspect of a “reckoning” is the idea of calculating a ship’s position. The events of last week tell us something about the position of this ship called America. In the arc of that bending toward justice, we were “located” this past week. Clearly, we have far to go and much to do.