The loss of a legend. That is what we are experiencing here and now with the death of my father, Art Pearl. You see people will say...they are saying, that he lived a long life. He did. The length of his life combined with the intention, devotion, impact and consistent leadership and accountability is what makes his value as a human beyond measure. He knew things, he had seen things that none of us had. His parents were immigrants, he grew up poor, he was a hard working longshoreman and he was aware all along of what plagued this world. He became well educated, well read, well written and beyond influential to those around him. His comprehension of the problems and solutions of the world far surpassed anyone else I have known, read the work of or listened to. He could engaged in dialogue with those who disagreed with him and show them genuine love and kindness while telling them the truth. He was diplomatic, yet forceful, bold and brave. The world lost that when we lost my dad. It is now time for those of us who have known, loved, learned from and benefited from his life to step up to the plate. The time for waiting for someone else to fix the fascist nation we have allowed ourselves to become is gone...to be honest, it never existed. We allowed this to happen and now we rely on things like hopes and prayers and convenience to fix it...Convenience is a term of the past. It never should have been an option at all. As I pour over my dad's work and wisdom, I offer anyone to join me. I will not allow my dad's legacy to die with him. He sacrificed it all for each of you and he expected you to carry that on. He was worried about it every minute of his last days. Let's work together to allow him to truly rest in peace....Thank you.
As I scour through my dad's work, I find it so incredible how well he understood our deficits and the solutions to them before anyone knew they were deficits at all. That is beautifully painful for me. My dad was always the one who knew what to do, how to do it and who to bring into the plan. He was not a complainer...he was a solution mastermind. The days pass and the hole in my heart, in my life, in my life grows deeper as the reality of this loss continues to become more clear. What Art had was not something that I have ever seen in any other human...it was a combination of intentionally well-informed and relevant, a critical eye on solutions that matter and a solid understanding of what is coming towards us. This brilliance with humility, forgiveness, kindness, true love for all people and constant presence in every space he joined made him the best human I have known or heard of. He made a difference everyday. Here is another project I found from 1966. I know there are those
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