You had better believe that I watched Barak Obama’s acceptance speech.
Me, the dog, and the cats. All in front of the television waiting to hear some good news for once. Waiting not to hear about fear inducing crap. And we were not disappointed.
“We are more compassionate than a government that lets veterans sleep on our streets and families slide into poverty; that sits on its hands while a major American city drowns before our eyes.”
This speech was so reminescent of John Kennedy saying “Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country.”
“America, our work will not be easy. The challenges we face require tough choices, and Democrats as well as Republicans will need to cast off the worn-out ideas and politics of the past. For part of what has been lost these past eight years can’t just be measured by lost wages or bigger trade deficits. What has also been lost is our sense of common purpose our sense of higher purpose. And that’s what we have to restore.”
I watched the people in the audience nod their heads, and say “That is right” to so many of the themes Obama touched on. And I had hope. For the first time in 8 years I felt something other than dispare listening to a politician. 80,000 people in one of the NFL’s largest stadiums felt hope. We can move this country from the trough of fear and hopelessness that we have been in for the past 8 years. Together.
“What the naysayers don’t understand is that this election has never been about me. It’s been about you.”
Us. The American people. Not the CEO’s, not the politicians, but the factory workers. The nurses, and doctors, the orderlies, the cashiers, the janitors, the American people who can make this country work. And we have the chance now to make the change that is needed. To stop the bleeding, and make our country whole.
Obama for President.
Namate.
