Faraway you set out in being depends on your organisms affectionate amid the infantile, kindhearted with the ripened, compassionate with the determined and lenient of the feeble and strapping. For the reason that soon in life, you will have been each one of these (Laconic, Dr. Clarence Rucker, Jr. PhD)
In the President Elect's Speech, his community work is evident in his words. In the community you work with the children, adhering to their cries, laughter, hurts,...etc. The poor, the hungry. The bills unpaid, living in an alley, seeing tears of a man....Tears of a man...Tears of a man...
In the community you learn to be kind to those that are old. You learn compassion for those who are weak and those who are bulking with strength and power. In Us Is His Words of what he has seen and each one of us have to walk in each of them. I was a child. Now I am old. I was strong and I was weak. Obama walked where some have forgotten. When was the last time the men in power walked through a decaying community. Never, they are afraid unless guards are with them. That is loosing sight of who you serve. Thank you Obama for returning us from whence we came.
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A Democratic Revolution in America
We shed blood, sweat and tears over the last weeks leading up to this election. I volunteered in New Hampshire a total of 9 days and made over 1200 calls for the Obama campaign from my home. I made 300 or so phone calls for the campaign on behalf of other organizations supporting the changes that I felt were essential for the country. We donated money and time. I put my practice of medicine and my family life on hold for this election. I met countless others who did much more than I.
But before the presidential campaign I had the opportunity of getting to know Barack Obama. He tells us about his upbringing and family values of hard work, and eternal optimism. He reads out loud his story in Dreams from my Father. His resonant voice and choice of words and imitation of people’s accents make the story come to life. He tells us about begging lepers who would knock on his home’s front door in Indonesia. He tells us story of how he got the scar on his arm.
I read about his political career in The Audacity of Hope. He won his seat in the Illinois state senate and later the US Senate by running a campaign based on truth, facts and respect for the opposition. He shares his ideals and ideas of community, fairness, faith and citizenship. He tells us about his first private jet flight as a senator. He tells us that his first kiss with Michelle tastes of chocolate.
He becomes the voice for our frustrations and carries our voice from the depths of America. He becomes the voice for all of us who want a better America. One without racism, wars of aggression, poverty, bail-outs, torture, rendition, pride, falling bridges in Minnesota, Abu-Ghuraib, failing levees in Louisiana, potholes, oil spills, snubbing the UN, plummeting dollar, terrorist attacks, orange alerts, wire-tapping, collateral damage, Monsanto, crumbling concrete, Enron, black outs in New York, bigotry, melting icecaps, Guantanamo, killing civilians, atomic bombs, propped up dictators, politics of hate and fear, Halliburton, outsourcing, flag covered coffins, endless consumption and stolen presidential elections.
He becomes a voice for the best in America. A country of justice, apple pie, equality, liberty, due process, Thanksgiving Day, movies, churches, innocent until proven guilty, Habitat for Humanity, telephones, Apollo 11, tractors, fortune cookies, “In God we Trust”, firefighters, jazz, diversity, airplanes, green cards, America’s Second Harvest, innovation, ice-cream cones, civil rights, baseball, state troopers, synagogues, green collar jobs, model T Fords, light bulbs, polio vaccines, mosques, Hershey’s, NIH grants, national parks, Google, temples, industry, rock n’ roll, Harley-Davidsons and pow wows.
Like powerful leaders of the past, he shows how active and peaceful resistance can take the form of a campaign. He proves to us that democracy can work. His experience and leadership provides the impetus. He showed us the way democracy works. Troops of people showed up in phone banks, and swing state offices. We shed sweat in the heat of the summer, walking, running, jogging and knocking on doors to discuss our nation’s issues. We broke out in cold sweat in unfamiliar labyrinthine apartment complexes with creaking stairs that smell of rot and decay. We shed tears when Obama gives his acceptance speech at the Democratic Convention. He did so in front of a crowd of 100,000. We shed blood from the paper cuts. Hundreds of flyers, canvassing papers, maps and driving directions, freshly off the printers, cut our fingers: a paper cut that will not stop as you flip canvassing papers and phone call lists. But enough blood to stain the white pages of names of fellow Americans. And yes we shed a drop of blood in a bloodless revolution: a change so profound and deep and wide that the world takes notice. And once again we start a new path in the America for which we stand: one nation under God indivisible with liberty and justice for all.
It’s very inspiring to know that so many young and talented people around this great country have become a part of such a historic election. This morning I cried because Barack Obama has proven that our country is changing in a new direction. Whether he becomes our next president (which I truly believe will be confirmed tonight) or not, more and more people are beginning to look beyond skin tone. Sure, racism exist but it’s slowly becoming a way of the past. In my opinion, racism, sexism, ageism and a bunch of other isms are around due to ignorance...but fortunately, with each generation, the divisions and prejudices are lessening. This is one of the reasons why I’m so proud of Barack Obama's candidacy and what it means for him and our country. Despite some racism in his life and throughout his campaign, he never complained or ever mentioned the effects it had during his journey. I believe he may have been taught at an early age that you can’t get far by feeling sorry for yourself, being fearful or playing the blame game by blaming others for your situation or by waiting for someone to “fix” your life. I want to live my life with the same values. With that said, I think this election has taken this country in a new direction. In my short years on this earth, I’ve learned that even though my experience w/ prejudices or bigotry has been very minimal, I believe....and I'll add..I don’t know everything but what I’ve learned so far is….God does not provide each person with identical strengths , skills, motivations, burdens or circumstances. That means there can NEVER really be an even level playing field so in order to be the very best you can be, you have to get it together and align yourself with positive role models and ...my favorite* words of Mr Dave* "stay true to who you are"....Then …the path is created...doors are opened and opportunities are seized. Those tears I shed today while my mom was taking me to school were of…hope…inspiration…and pride……..
I absolute admire Biden and respect him.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/leah-mcelrath-renna/joes-tears-the-political_b_131460.html
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fmruJHMlYCA
I have seen powerful women all over the world and Hillary Clinton is unlike any. Her attempts to fit in by drinking beer makes less rather than more of a powerful woman to me. If you have to do what people do so as to be accepted, in this case join the boys club, why is she running at all. Isn’t she promoting the idea of a first woman, why then is she not starting her own club and habits? Except for her variety of pants suits, which unfortunately is an adaptation from the gents too, she has done little to preserve and represent a strong woman. It doesn’t take strong women to stand by a man during his obvious breach of marital and societal rules. In fact weak women can’t turn away. When a woman stands by her man because she is part of the few to believe his innocence, that is then remarkable strength. It requires strength to turn away from all that you have built between you when a man has wrong you publicly but little or nothing to stay with him under similar circumstance
Hillary Crytearia
How often have we heard
In the campaign this little word
Looks like it’s her strategy
Lamenting before a primary
And now from her surrogates too
Raining tears and some hullabaloo
You might have seen then on Decision Day
Crying their eyes out in a terrible display
Regardless to the reasons why
You must be suspicious when these people cry
They want the responsibility of this great U.S.A.
European and the others , what will they say
A President with no spine has no criteria
Repeatedly crying and lying, she’s no Obama
I think she misled too many, she’s ready from the first day
And her promises to the Puerto Ricans only leads them astray
By Judith Warner
On the morning after the New Hampshire primary, CNN’s John Roberts interviewed Marianne Pernold Young, the woman whose coffee shop question — “How do you do it? How do you keep upbeat and so wonderful?” — is largely credited with setting into motion Hillary Clinton’s surprise victory on Tuesday.
“When you asked her the question, what were you looking for?” Roberts asked the middle-aged freelance photographer from Portsmouth, N.H. “Because when [Hillary] talked to me . . . right after you had asked her the question,” he continued, “she said she was so genuinely taken aback and touched by the fact that someone cared about her. Is that the angle that you were coming at the question from?”
“No,” Young said.
There was an awkward millisecond of silence as the genial host let this sink in. “I was asking her as a friend,” Young went on. “As a woman to woman I wanted to know how she does it.”
In other words, the question about how Hillary “does it” had nothing to do with Hillary at all.
It was all about Marianne.
Searing political questions resided behind what Young called her “simple, honest, genuine” query. Could she “relate” to Clinton? Was she likely to find a “friend” in a woman with a camera-ready helmet of hair? Could she learn from Hillary? Could they share beauty tips? Would her gesture toward female bonding be well-received and perhaps met with the kind of positive mirroring of which Best Friendships Forever are made?
“As a woman,” she prefaced her question, “I know it’s hard to get out of the house and get ready…”
“You know, I think, well, luckily, on special days I do have help,” Hillary volleyed in return.
There was something disquieting about this televised prodding of an almost entirely cerebral woman by an emissary of the “Girlfriend” posse. There were shades of voyeurism, of a perverse kind of exoticism akin to the fascination with which 19th-century European crowds once pressed around the cage of the Hottentot Venus, trying to figure out if she was fully human.
Yet Hillary managed to survive it – and thrive. She gave the people what they wanted, with one notable exception in Young, who went on to vote for Barack Obama.
She proved her humanity; “I’m a person, much to some people’s surprise,” she broke with her new soft-voiced humility to tell Diane Sawyer, rather rancorously, after her almost-tears made big news.
How absurd. How depressing and disheartening and just plain dumb this whole business is.
The lesson from the coffee shop interlude – if that interlude is indeed mainly the thing that led the 37 percent of voters who were undecided or lukewarm about their choices in the final days of the campaign to ultimately go for Hillary – ought to be summed up in a new slogan.
“It’s the Economy, Stupid,” was the famed James Carville adage that kept candidate Clinton on message in 1992.
“It’s Not About You, Honey,” could be the new slogan for Clinton redux.
It’s all about how you make voters feel.
Feeling – not thinking – becomes all-important when you have a field of candidates who aren’t really all that different from one another politically. It’s particularly important for not-so-political voters; the ones who, for example, aren’t super worked up about Hillary’s Iraq vote, or the lack of universal coverage in Obama’s health plan, or the finer points of Edwards’ billion-point plan to Build One America. I’m not sure if these really are the voters who created the upset in the New Hampshire primary — after all, according to exit polls, the lion’s share of the people who said they made up their minds prior to this past month voted for Hillary — but they’re certainly the ones who stole the headlines. And in a general election, it’s the undecided voters who, in the end, make all the difference.
In New Hampshire last weekend, I saw candidate after candidate – with the exception of Hillary – milking their crowds’ feelings with exquisite mastery. While she talked health care and education reform (and her husband, unbelievably, stunned an audience into silence with a lecture on the molecular makeup of obscure biofuels), Obama reached right into his youngish fans’ hearts, magnified their desires to Feel Something Big, and rocked their worlds. Mike Huckabee even had me shedding a tear for his rise from a town called Hope (“If I can do it, then your kid can do it, too”), almost had me raising a fist as a heckler was dispatched (“The great thing about this country is we’re not going to take him out and shoot him. We’re not going to take him out and beat him up”), and almost choking down a sob as he exhorted all of us former scouts in the audience, on behalf of America, to “leave your campsite in better shape than you found it.”
If I did not have trouble believing that there were dinosaurs on Noah’s Ark, I might follow this man – and the very pleasant Chuck Norris, of course – to the ends of the earth.
But then, as a young Hillary Rodham once put it, “Emotion without thought … is pitiful.”
I don’t for a moment begrudge Hillary her victory on Tuesday. But if victory came for the reasons we’ve been led to believe – because women voters ultimately saw in her, exhausted and near defeat, a countenance that mirrored their own – then I hate what that victory says about the state of their lives and the nature of the emotions they carry forward into this race. I hate the thought that women feel beaten down, backed into a corner, overwhelmed and near to breaking point, as Hillary appeared to be in the debate Saturday night. And I hate even more that they’ve got to see a strong, smart and savvy woman cut down to size before they can embrace her as one of their own.
I too think they were real BUTif you view the full clip- she finished the moment by, in the next breath, going back to her same OLD manner (see- http://abcnews.go.com/Video/playerIndex?id=4097366 ).And that is the reason the woman who made it happen, Ms. Young, voted for (http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/politics/la-na-question10jan10,1,2913850.story?coll=la-news-politics-national&track=crosspromo )Barack ObamaBut Like Ms. Young many saw through this emotion to the core- that OUR candidate is the one that truly offers a different dialog and style of leadership.That is what AMERICA is looking for
Mid America Mom
So honestly when I look at it how could all of the polls been so far off with Clinton and Obama, when everything else was so right on (especially on the Republican side) there are a few things going around, most of which center on the Dibold machines that were used in some of the precincts and the discrepancy between the margins on the hand counted verses machine counted balots. It just gives me a sick feeling that something wrong is going on in this election. Even though in the end Obama came out a head in New Hampshire, the media is ignoring it, and I just don't think some asshole with an "Iron my Shirt" sign, and some crocodile tears could turn 14% (or more) of a state around.
Here is a good blog on some of the numbers, and how they just don't seem right.
I’m so glad I have some hot sauce, fresh salsa and sour cream to make this big bowl of crow I’m eating this morning more palatable. How did she win? It doesn’t make sense—that many polls aren’t wrong and I can’t bring myself to believe I live in a country where the Wilder effect (in which people tell pollsters they are undecided or plan to vote for a black candidate and then actually vote for the white candidate) actually exists. So my husband and I started our own optimistic analysis, in the midst of our, “I can’t believe Obama lost” slump. The conclusion?It was the tears. Come on girls, how many of us haven’t turned on the tears in an attempt to get out of a traffic ticket? When you’re young and cute (Hillary isn’t) the tears work well on men; apparently when you’re old and tired, they work on women. Hillary took 47 percent of the female vote in New Hampshire, compared to Obama’s 34 percent. In Iowa, the female vote was startlingly different: Obama soundly beat Hillary by winning 35% of the female vote to her 30%. Yes, there are certainly demographic differences that contributed to the difference, but this seems like too big of a swing to be purely due to that. It was the tears, which she used masterfully to manipulate the women of New Hampshire. Bone-tired and road-weary, Hillary cast herself as an overworked, aging Everywoman, relating to overburdened, tired women everywhere. This Everyman/Everywoman theme is something she’s been slow to grasp, but this year, we want to feel like our presidential candidate is one of us. To use her husband’s now clichéd phrase, we want to know that she feels our pain. And her tearful “share and care” session let us know that she does. Or at least she wants us to believe she does. I believe it was a sham, an emotional manipulation the likes of which we haven’t seen since Steel Magnolias. The question that was asked before her public display of emotion did not really fit her answer. A 64-year-old freelance photographer asked her how she kept going, and who did her hair, and received the now famous response. This was a prepared outburst, waiting in the wings for an opportunity to be presented. It looks like it worked.
Women of America, I know a lot of you loved Steel Magnolias, but please don’t fall for this again. If Hillary was really an emotional, touchy-feely woman, we would have seen it in her post-Lewinsky interview. These are just crocodile tears.Michele FranksMusingmom.wordpress.com
