Unintended consequences are an amazing part of American history. Here’s but one of many. Back in 1780 when Benedict Arnold betrayed America for his love of money, it wasn’t what Clinton or Lord Cornwallis bargained for. Instead of Benedicts intelligence turning the war further toward the Brits, Benedicts betrayal woke us up. You see, prior to his unthinkable lapse of judgement, the Continental Congress was all hung up on money. George Washington was begging and begging the politicians to pay our warriors. Nobody wanted to pay for a standing army. So, we let our finest starve! We turned against George III because he was taxing our bunnies but couldn’t quite see the irony in not paying our warriors. Yeah, before Benedicts betrayal, the American people were divided and acting like 13 colonies, not one. Nobody wanted to be inconvenienced till Benedict went and did the unthinkable. Do you see any parallel to today?
The unintended consequence of Benedict Arnold’s betrayal was it woke us up and got us thinking differently about this freedom thing. Instead of a bunch of fractured, self absorbed individuals fighting each other, 13 colonies started to find some common ground, the Continental Congress stopped fighting with George, and George’s Army of the North stopped fighting local militiamen/women. We came together as imperfect people fighting for freedom. End of story. We become independent. We won. We ONE.
The unintended consequence of Bennies betrayal was it brought us together. Yesterday, during practice 234, we heard the cries for freedom from Muslim, Jewish, and Christian perspectives. We heard the cries for freedom from different sexual orientations. We heard the cries for freedom from people of color – Red, black, and white. We heard the cries for freedom from those with no religious beliefs. We talked as diverse people filled with different ideas and distinct ideals. We were civil and laughed as we listened to each other. It was so good to see. And, we finished it off by tying it all back to the open 40 and what it really means to give and take care. Freakin’ magic in the making again. You see, friend, the intended consequence of BTL practice is unity. Along the way, however, it’s the unintended consequences of individuals in crowded conference rooms like we practiced in yesterday that bind us together like a cord of three strands. We slowly, imperfectly, are becoming one.
Sound familiar? Good…