| Willow ( @ 2008-05-10 14:29:00 |
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| Entry tags: | about the world |
Purple Mountains Majesty (comes with shotguns)
To
darkrose,
This was originally a comment to your post.
Word.
When the video by Will.i.am showed up in email from Move.Org, I watched it. Thought it was nice. And then I deleted it. Because I really don't give a damn about who some celebrity (or celebrities) think is worth voting for.
A few days later I was sitting in my doctor's waiting room and there was a magazine there with the big piece being Obama On Healthcare. And I thought 'Why the hell not read what he has to say'. Because this would be from him, and not hype from his "slavishly enthusiastic fans". Yeah, that's how I saw them.
And he made sense. He made honest to goodness sense. And quotes from his wife made sense. And quotes against his wife, also noted in the article made me go 'Wait a min, wtf??'.
So I came home to look up the video online and found Will.i.am's website. And I listened to the words and realized I had to read the whole of this speech. So I found that online too and read it. And then read a few more of his essays.
And then I let that video be the thing to wake up my computer every morning for weeks. I had nothing against Hillary, but Obama made me want to go out and sign up for my citizenship test. He made me realize that there are other people who love America and hate America at the same time; love it for its ideals and hate it for how much and often it's been failing.
And I thought, this is a politician I could follow.
But I wasn't sure he'd win and I wasn't invested in him, I was just paying attention to him for the first time.
And then because I was paying attention I heard all the whispers and rumours and the digs from Hillary's campaign and I just got sadder and sadder.
Because while before I hadn't been paying attention to Obama, I'd been giddily excited at the thought of a possible woman President. I was all "Come on America, get with the times! Don't be the last nation to do this."
But that giddiness got kicked in the teeth when I realized voters were being told to choose not on the issues but on race vs sex. Sure it was sly at first. But my wtf still grew.
I can't even get into the list of things that turned my wtf all upside down and sideways and crushing. Ferarro was definitely one of them, as was the demand to repudiate Farrakhan, as was a bunch of white people getting all upset about Reverend Wright.
The hell???
But this latest 'hard working Americans, white Americans'? THIS BULLSHIT? When I come from some hard ass working Caribbean/Caribbean American Family and neighbhourhoods in NYC? When I know my step-grandfather got stuff left in his body after surgery and the doctor's didn't give a damn cause he was an old black guy and my mother had to rouse the family to make a fuss and get the old man properly seen to?
This bullshit? When I spent some formative years growing up in Crown Heights in Brooklyn? When I've known cabbies and store owners and bodega owners and people working in construction?
Hillary Clinton's campaign pissed me off a while ago. This newest shit is just putting up a wall between me and some of my friends. They're all for her and all their excitement makes me feel like they're part of the construction that's kicking me in the head and telling me to get my black ass over to the corner until I'm called for. That they view me now as the 'slavish enthusiast', which of course I'm not meant to turn around and use to describe them.
I've spent weeks praying that Obama lives, that some jackwipe doesn't do to him what's happened to so many, too many, black leaders in this country. And to have her further stirring up the hornet's nest?
Her actions and examples of America / Americanism are what have kept me backing away from this country and many of its citizens. Because I've been so sure that ideals aside, scratch the surface and this, people like her, are what I'd find.
After 8 years of Bush... I really want to see an America I can be proud to call my second home / my second country. And she's not part of that. She doesn't represent that.