Monuments proclaim the grave memory of a community in time. They tell of adversity overcome, grief observed, and history shaped. They roar in silence of the throngs that struggled, dared, and hoped. They whimper in resilience of loss, anguish, and despair.
Monuments help us recall those past moments that were pregnant with possibility. Unfortunately, monuments also stake timeless claims and engender eternal hierarchies to which we become attached. They violently blend out the to-be-forgotten, summoning our dutiful allegiance for time immemorial.
What monuments do our religions claim? What monuments have we erected in our own lives?
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