I woke this morning nervous, edgy and still hopeful. All objective evidence points to repudiation of the last 8 years and an awakening to a better day.
On my way to work in a dark drizzle, I was struck by the reds, yellows and oranges of the fall maples and the contrast of the fallen leaves on the green carpet of the lawns. I noticed the rain washing away the dirt and grime and had this deep feeling that it represented a stripping of evil and hubris from the American soul.
I was born in Jackson, Mississippi and grew up in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The Jackson newspaper, the Clarion-Ledger, has endorsed Barack Obama. Baton Rouge, I hope, will re-elect an African-American mayor. The times they are a changing.
I did not believe I would see the day when 68 million or so Americans would vote for a black man for president. And tonight I will watch with tears streaming down my face if the polls and the pundits are correct and we elect Senator Barack Obama the President of the United States.
Oh yeah and go vote dammit!
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I live in a historically African American neighborhood in Brooklyn. It is comprised mostly of hard working Americans who own homes and have lived there for many decades. As such, some of these people are OLD.
Can you imagine this monumental day through the eyes of a 90 year old black man or woman? Think of the racial climate of this country 90 years ago.
Today there were African American folks out voting in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn who could barely walk and they were crying as they waited in line to vote for the first African American president.
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