Michael Franti – other than being incredibly handsome even as he nears middle age and performs barefoot – is a sensational singer and song writer who’s music and lyrics make me want to simultaneously laugh and cry.
During a concert in Hobart earlier this year he said something which I haven’t been able to get out of my head – other than sharing it with you here – I have been struggling to work out how I can best make it a reality for everyone.
Michael stated that he had grown up with his adopted family in an area inhabited by a mix of African Americans, Caucasians, Hispanics, Christians, Jews, and Muslims … He said that his mum – who stands about five foot and must therefore look tiny next to Michael’s six-six frame – had no tolerance for racism or discrimination of any kind. She insisted that her children treat everyone they met as “good as they wanted to be treated…. Or a little bit better.”
Michael then said “I don’t know much about politics, about turning back boats, refugees or borders… But what I do know is what Mama said ‘You gotta treat everyone you meet good as you want to be treated…. Or a little bit better’.”
How can anyone argue with this? Forget politics, forget policy, forget everything that makes us discriminate, forget our excuse for refusing to help someone in need, ignore the policy that places money above humanity and simply remember what Mama said “You gotta treat everyone you meet good as you want to be treated…. Or a little bit better.”