When greatness calls

Muhammad Ali, we remember, had a decidedly activist side:

“I will not disgrace my religion, my people or myself by becoming a tool to enslave those who are fighting for their own justice, freedom and equality. If I thought the war was going to bring freedom and equality to 22 million of my people they wouldn’t have to draft me, I’d join tomorrow. I have nothing to lose by standing up for my beliefs. So I’ll go to jail, so what? We’ve been in jail for 400 years.”

Some found this disquieting. But Ali was working with ideas, not with buzzwords: no matter what he said, kidding around or deadly serious, he was never just going through the motions. And even when he told you he was The Greatest, he knew, and would willingly acknowledge, that there was Someone Even Greater.

A little bit of bombast, a whole lot of humble:

And the President said exactly the right thing:

He wasn’t perfect, of course. For all his magic in the ring, he could be careless with his words, and full of contradictions as his faith evolved. But his wonderful, infectious, even innocent spirit ultimately won him more fans than foes — maybe because in him, we hoped to see something of ourselves. Later, as his physical powers ebbed, he became an even more powerful force for peace and reconciliation around the world. We saw a man who said he was so mean he’d make medicine sick reveal a soft spot, visiting children with illness and disability around the world, telling them they, too, could become the greatest. We watched a hero light a torch, and fight his greatest fight of all on the world stage once again; a battle against the disease that ravaged his body, but couldn’t take the spark from his eyes.

That spark lives on, even as the man who brought it travels to a higher plane.



  1. CGHill »

    4 June 2016 · 4:29 pm

    Worst. Headline. Ever:


  2. John Salmon »

    4 June 2016 · 8:49 pm

    People (aside from genuine conscientous objectors) who appealed to “principle” as their reason for not wanting to go to Viet Nam are/were a little hard to take seriously. “I didn’t to get my ass shot” would’ve been refreshing honesty. Then again, there was little about Ali that wasn’t manufactured for the cameras. Ali’s abuse of Joe Frazier, a good man, was vicious stuff, and his “apology” amounted to, Well, I was trying to promote the fights. Ali was about Ali.

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