Showing posts with label democratic convention. Show all posts
Showing posts with label democratic convention. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Play That Funky Music White Boys

The dichotomy between the Democrats and Republicans is striking. How can the Republican Party in the most diverse country in the world remain lily white? You almost expect during their convention they will break out an ancient Scottish Ritual and sacrifice a calf or heaven forbid a black man. That in belies their problem. They are not for American values, as much as they are for Anglo-American values.

This incessant need to remind us of “God and Country” gives them the psychological fortitude to keep in place a white supremacist legacy that to this day stifles America role in the world. The subliminal message is that God has blessed the white race and so if we want to say –invade a country without warrant- as long as that country is brown, God blesses us.

It is why the rest of the world seems so enthrall with Obama. After two hundred years, of the white boy club, we need change we can believe in.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Bill Clinton

I haven’t watched much of the Democratic Convention. But I rushed home to watch Bill Clinton. I am not a fan. Never have been. But you are blessed to see Michael Jordan take the last shot to win the NBA Championship You do not miss Tiger Woods sink a birdie on the 18th hole to win the U.S. Open. And you don’t miss the best politician of his generation redeem his reputation and hand off the baton of leadership to the first African-American President. His speech tonight was nothing less than brilliant. He is the best example why we force Presidents from office after eight years. He could be President for life.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Imagine

Imagine two young children in the ghetto of Chicago. Imagine them talking through a thin wall dividing a small bedroom into two. Imagine their father shouting from his bed, "didn’t I tell you to go to bed." Imagine two young minds born into working poverty but refusing to be limited by it. Now imagine the older brother introducing the younger sister as the next First Lady of America at the Democratic Convention.

Imagine

Only In America.