Posts Tagged ‘Barack Obama’

KING ANNIVERSARY DEATH

On this day each year we celebrate the life, contributions, self-less sacrifice, and altruism of one of  the greatest men to honor this world with his short presence. Although the official holiday isn’t until the third Monday of this month, on this day 80 years ago the world was forever changed. I can remember, throughout the years, the McDonald’s commercial dedicated to Dr. King, that ran and the song that went with it, “If we could light a candle for everything he’s done…” it started, and explained that, “the light would shine so brightly that all the world could see.” I also remember hearing the song made especially for him by Stevie Wonder and the lyrics contained within, “I just never understood, how a man who died for good, could not have a day that would, be set aside for his recognition…” All these things gave me a sense of the magnitude of his existence, something I was not able to experience. This birthday, for me, is a whole lot more special. Since November 4th, at around 11:00 p.m., I have seen Dr. King’s Dream come to fruition. Five days from today, our 44th President will be sworn into office as the first African American to hold the position. A true testament, in deed, to the progress America is making toward the aspirations set fourth in the ever famous speech. Dr. King’s I Have a Dream Speech is one of the most powerfully articulate, ballsy (for lack of a better word), truthful speeches I have ever heard. The sheer confidence in Dr. King’s voice only added to the monologues’ profound affect. His confidence, intelligence, poise and captivating speak are all things I see in our soon to be President. This post brings back the feelings that were stirred up inside of me on Election night after the results were announced. Feelings of joy, hope, amazement and sorrow for those who couldn’t be here to see this. Those like Dr. King and anyone else who fought for the equal rights of everyone. Those who gave their lives for a cause, a cause that has been becoming more and more within reach since their activism. I thank them for the part they played in what will happen in a few days. I thank them for the country I live in today, and for the ever progressing country that my nieces, nephews and all other young ones will inhabit in the future. THANK YOU ALL…….

Check out my After-Election post here~~~~~~~> A New America

PEACE…

 

 

Germany Obama 2008

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Yesterday I cried. As I drove to work, listening to the music being played on the radio that ever so accurately described what this day meant for me and millions of other Americans, my eyes welled up with tears at the possible outcome of today’s election.  The long lines I encountered at 6 am, brought an oxymoronic smile to my face. No age group went unrepresented. Young and old were there to make their voice heard.

The second round of the liquid emotion came when Jeff Johnson of BET’s The Truth announced that Barack Obama had just been elected to be the next President of the United States. The tears continued when our 44th President walked out onto the stage in Chicago, with his family, America’s family, The First Family, showing the world the new image of the Black family. Love, unity, support, strength, integrity and accomplishment left that stage affecting all who watched. As I sat in my Grandmother’s living room, all in attendance expressing their deep appreciation of this event with tear soaked faces, everyone listened to his powerful voice, eloquent speak, and hard hitting message. President Obama spoke to me when he mouthed, “It’s been a long time coming, but a change is going to come…” speaking a line from my favorite old school song, Sam Cooke’s A Change is Gonna Come.  I previously posted a video, The Great Black Vote that combined this song with some powerful images of the black experience in America. Once again my Grandmother verbalized a truly powerful statement, “I can’t believe I lived to see this.” This same comment, when spoken during the DNC, inspired a post by me, Barack and Being Black. She along with a countless amount of African Americans never thought his day would come. For my grandmother who has lived in the Jim Crow south, with an illiterate mother and brothers serving a less than deserving country, The Dream has been realized. I looked down at my niece who has only been on this earth for four years, lying in the arms of my sister, naive to this historic event that is taking place. I am happy at the progress that America has made and what this day tells me about the world she will live in. Now it’s time for us to step our game up. It’s time for us to support our newly elected President. It’s time for us to show this country, this world, that African Americans can accomplish anything. Yesterday I cried, but I didn’t cry alone. Obama believed throughout his campaign, and we supported him, YES WE CAN. History has been made, YES WE DID. Now the furture is up to us, YES WE WILL.

PEACE…

This video has been circulating around the cyber world through e-mail and I came across it today. It’s a really touching video that sent chills through my body as I watched and listened. Not to mention the footage is set to one of my ALL TIME FAVORITE songs, “A Change is Gonna Come” by Sam Cooke. This song was brought to my attention as the fitting, yet erie sounds that filled the theater during the famous scene in Spike Lee’s classic film, Malcolm X. As Malcolm drives to The Audubon Ballroom to speak, he stares ahead with a blank gaze, realizing his impending demise. From that point on, this song has made such a powerful impact on me every time I hear it.  The words fit well with this video and are quite appropriate for what may soon come to past in the oncoming election.  Anyway, check out the video and be inspired. 

PEACE

Greetings!!!! I don’t want you all to get too aroused at the expected political commentary to come in this blog, because I am far from a connoisseur of Politics. I just wanted to talk about the most important program that has graced the boob tube in recent history, The Democratic National Convention.  I was watching Senator Obama’s running mate for the 08 Election, Senator Joe Biden’s speech, and after he was finished, my Grandmother turned to me and in the ‘on the edge of tears voice’ uttered, “I am so grateful that I’m still alive to see this happen.”  Although I hate to hear the elderly folks in my life speak of their pending demise, these words touched me in a different way. It made me realize the magnitude of this election for those who never even imagined the possibility of such an event.  

My grandmother grew up in a “separate but equal” south, and was the youngest child to an illiterate, widowed mother. She would hear her mother crying herself to sleep each night because all of her sons were in the Military, serving a country that barely cared for them. What added to her heartache, and brought great irony to her life, was the fact that the allotment checks the government sent to her for her sons service, afforded her the much needed opportunity to support her family.

My father, raised in New Jersey, expressed the same sentiments as to the perceived unlikeliness of this monumental event in our history. He recollected anecdotes as to what lead his mind to believe that something like this would never happen and a few stuck in my mind. He would visit the south each summer and stay with my aforementioned Great-Grandmother, and once, he joined her on trip to the local store. After she gathered the items she desired to purchase, she removed a handkerchief containing money from her pocket, and placed it on the counter, for the cashier to take what he pleased and return to her what he saw fit, if anything. My father witnessed this, and being educated and able to count, he snatched it back and gave the store owner the proper amount. Another story went like this, my dad, again while in the south, went to a tobacco market with my grandfather and trailed off by himself to get a little something to eat and drink. Once he arrived at the counter, he was told to “go around the back”, to the “Colored” area. My father didn’t realize what he had experienced until he returned to school in the fall and was going through a lesson on racism. As recent as the 70’s, another trip below the Mason Dixon line brought my dad upon a sign that read, “POSITIVELY NO BLACKS!!! WHITES ONLY” as he almost entered a blatantly racist town. 

Be it the lack of education a vast majority of our ancestors possessed, the overt racism they suffered for centuries, or the progress America has made since the ending of slavery, an innumerable amount of African Americans never saw this day coming. To witness tears run down the cheeks of my grandmother, someone who has experienced outright racism, something the youth of today know ABSOLUTELY nothing of, and undoubtedly take for granted, gave me a greater sense of just how grand a black presidential nominee, not to mention a Black President is.  Or in the case of my Great-Grandmother, Grandmother and Father, just the thought of such is a awesome achievement for blacks that will indefinitely be etched into the minds and lives of ALL BLACK AMERICANS……..