They died for something simple and profound: the possibility that ordinary people can govern themselves. That humans possess the capacity to understand their situation and make meaningful choices about their collective life.
They died defending love.
I know that sounds abstract. But democratic self-governance requires citizens who trust their own ability to discern truth from falsehood, right from wrong. It requires people who believe they can understand complex situations well enough to choose wisely. It requires communities that can disagree without destroying relationship.
All of this depends on love—the ability to perceive what serves human flourishing through patient, caring attention rather than surrendering that understanding to external authorities.
This is what they defended. Not just the forms of democracy, but the human capacity that makes democracy meaningful.
That capacity is under assault again. Not by foreign armies, but by forces that have discovered something insidious: confused, exhausted people are easier to manage than conscious citizens.
We're being systematically trained away from love. Told our understanding is unreliable. That complex questions require expert analysis beyond our capacity. That our moral intuitions are naive. That democratic deliberation is inefficient.
Listen to the seductive voice: Trust is obsolete—use verification systems. Judgment is biased—defer to algorithms. Your capacity for understanding through love is primitive—surrender it to systems that promise efficiency.
This isn't crude authoritarianism. This is sophisticated authoritarianism that promises to solve democracy's problems by eliminating democracy's essence.
On this Memorial Day, I want to be clear about what we're called to defend.
We must defend our right to understand through love rather than algorithmic mediation.
We must defend our capacity for patient attention against forces designed to fragment focus and exhaust deep thinking.
We must defend our trust in each other's wisdom—not perfect knowledge, but the ability to learn through sustained relationship and care.
We must defend the slow work of democratic deliberation against technocratic efficiency.
We must defend our children's capacity to understand their world through sustained attention rather than consuming pre-processed information.
Most fundamentally, we must defend the recognition that meaning is our responsibility—that we are the authors of significance, not passive recipients of purposes determined by others.
This is the concrete work of citizenship in our time. The soldiers who died weren't just fighting for territory—they were fighting for the possibility that human beings could remain the authors of their own meaning.
That fight continues.
Every choice to trust your moral judgment rather than defer to external authority continues their fight.
Every decision to engage conflict through sustained attention rather than quick analysis honors their sacrifice.
Every moment you choose genuine relationship over algorithmic mediation defends what they died to preserve.
Every time you insist that understanding through love is sophisticated rather than naive, you hold their line.
We shall never surrender our capacity to see clearly through the eyes of love.
We shall never surrender our ability to understand complexity through sustained attention.
We shall never surrender our right to make meaning together.
We shall never surrender our trust in each other's fundamental dignity.
We shall never surrender our patience for democracy over the false promise of technocracy.
We shall never surrender our belief that consciousness matters, that intention shapes reality, that the human spirit cannot be optimized away.
This is our Memorial Day promise: we will not let their sacrifice be in vain.
We will defend what they died defending—not just the forms of freedom, but the human capacities that make freedom meaningful.
We will remember that democracy is the daily choice to remain conscious participants in creating meaning rather than passive consumers of purposes determined by others.
We will develop our capacity for love—understanding our world through sustained, caring attention.
We will pass on to our children not just democracy's forms but its spirit—the conviction that ordinary people possess extraordinary wisdom when they care enough to engage reality with patience and sustained attention.
They fought their fight. Now we fight ours.
Not with weapons of war, but with weapons of consciousness: sustained attention against distraction, patient understanding against quick judgment, genuine relationship against algorithmic mediation, democratic wisdom against technocratic arrogance.
The stakes are the same: whether human beings will remain capable of self-governance or surrender that capacity to forces that promise efficiency at the cost of meaning itself.
Two plus two equals four. There are twenty-four hours in a day. And love—love as the deepest way of knowing what serves life—remains our most powerful resistance against all forces that would make us less than human.
We gather today not just to honor the dead, but to recommit ourselves to staying human when the world would make us something else.
Their fight continues in us. Through us. As us.
We shall never surrender.
Thanks for this critical reminder of the stakes. Really enjoy your reflections and the deep insights. Would love to be a paid subscriber, but 16 months without meaningful work (DoorDash doesn’t count, believe me) makes that an impossibility for now. Maybe next Memorial Day … if Substack is still allowed to exist! May love inform our discernment and heal our division as a people who have often claimed to be in pursuit of a more perfect union. It is the only hope for humanity’s future (not to mention the third rock from the sun that is good enough to sustain our being, despite our ingratitude).
Thank you, Mike❤️
Trump at Arlington pretending to care about those he called”suckers and losers”. The corrupt coward all puffed up all the time!