11-13
Bloomington, IN
After-
So I got home from the campaign, exhausted yet exhilarated with what I'd done. What we'd done. Here are the after thoughts on that for which you just read (hah, who am i kidding) the prologue. Barack O-Fucking-Bama. Pretty much says it all, right? Okay, maybe not, or else why blog about it. But we must admit it is a weighty hunk of syllables. His presidency is still very surreal to me. I realize it has yet to commence, but there is still this lingering impossibility notion that continually resurfaces in my brain. The fact that such an uncommon man could attain such wholesome prowess is so empowering it seems unreal. That is not to say I am surprised by his ability to achieve such a task, his trophy is well deserved. I am merely stating that I am overjoyed to tears and afraid its too good to be true. But the fact is, it is true. We just took the first step towards snatching our country from the teeth of its ferocious leaders of late. And the symbolism of his stature is enormous for the country's morale. It is slowly helping all of those disenchanted citizens realize that if a man named Barack Hussein Obama can be president, they too might finally be whatever they want to be as well. The progress of these principles upon which our country was founded many moons ago has been put on hold for far too long. With Obama's help, we can pick up where we left off and recommence the inclusion of all Americans. And hell, maybe we'll just hop on the viking ship of socialism for s&g's. Thanks BHO, for putting the reigns back in my hands. I believe in you, and even more importantly, because of you, I believe in America again. God bless.
13 November 2008
B.O.
10-8-08
O'Hare Airport
So, after a great hiatus, I'm back for more! I'm on my way now to Columbus, Ohio for training with MoveOn.org to be a canvass director in an unknown swing state until the election (*crosses fingers* Nevada or New Mexico.... Nevada or New Mexico... Nevada or New Mexico!). It's been a crazy whirlwind of events- I found out at 5PM yesterday I'd be on a plane out this morning, and all of my buddies from my St. Louis office who were also hired are headed to training in Denver (bastards), so this will surely be an adventure, but that's what I wanted.
Anywho- this blog isn't about my life, its about my views on American politics, so I'll get back to business, but never before have those two things been so intertwined, and I figured I'd write a little about it, since its new and exciting! But back to the matter at hand. First and foremost, I want to express my displeasure with the current state of events in the Presidential race. We all knew coming into this that things were liable to get downright dirty from the right, but I am just as disappointed, if not more, with Barack Obama's recent conduct in the race. While competing against the McCain campaign requires a certain amount of self-defense and a great deal of fact clarification, I am appalled by Obama's counterattacks, which have recently become almost as cutthroat as his opponent's. Well, let me clarify that statement. The attacks themselves have not been on the same level, my level of discontent is nearly equal for both sides right now, simply because i hold Obama, as the current leader of my party, to a higher standard when it comes to avoidance of such guerilla warfare than I do the leader of George Bush's party. That said, let me also make it clear that in no way, shape, or form is mentioning John McCain's colorful Beach Boys parody in a debate on the same level as insinuating that Barack Obama is a Muslim or a terrorist. While I realize that "Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb Iran," is something few Americans are likely to forget, and thus its usage very effective, there are no doubt numerous ways to get the same message across while leaving the creases of Senator Obama's immaculately pressed sleeves in tact. On the other hand, there is no gentlemanly way to call Obama a terrorist. And as a side note- if we are going to judge one's ability to run a country based upon one's choice of grade school friends, I'd like to the pack of wolf-killers Governor Palin was palling around with when she was just a wee one *wink*. My point: calling Obama a child predator and a jihadist rings in about the kneecap. However, even if the McCain camp were aiming for Obama's toenail, I would still expect little more than the necessary self defense. Do me proud, B-Rack.
O'Hare Airport
So, after a great hiatus, I'm back for more! I'm on my way now to Columbus, Ohio for training with MoveOn.org to be a canvass director in an unknown swing state until the election (*crosses fingers* Nevada or New Mexico.... Nevada or New Mexico... Nevada or New Mexico!). It's been a crazy whirlwind of events- I found out at 5PM yesterday I'd be on a plane out this morning, and all of my buddies from my St. Louis office who were also hired are headed to training in Denver (bastards), so this will surely be an adventure, but that's what I wanted.
Anywho- this blog isn't about my life, its about my views on American politics, so I'll get back to business, but never before have those two things been so intertwined, and I figured I'd write a little about it, since its new and exciting! But back to the matter at hand. First and foremost, I want to express my displeasure with the current state of events in the Presidential race. We all knew coming into this that things were liable to get downright dirty from the right, but I am just as disappointed, if not more, with Barack Obama's recent conduct in the race. While competing against the McCain campaign requires a certain amount of self-defense and a great deal of fact clarification, I am appalled by Obama's counterattacks, which have recently become almost as cutthroat as his opponent's. Well, let me clarify that statement. The attacks themselves have not been on the same level, my level of discontent is nearly equal for both sides right now, simply because i hold Obama, as the current leader of my party, to a higher standard when it comes to avoidance of such guerilla warfare than I do the leader of George Bush's party. That said, let me also make it clear that in no way, shape, or form is mentioning John McCain's colorful Beach Boys parody in a debate on the same level as insinuating that Barack Obama is a Muslim or a terrorist. While I realize that "Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb Iran," is something few Americans are likely to forget, and thus its usage very effective, there are no doubt numerous ways to get the same message across while leaving the creases of Senator Obama's immaculately pressed sleeves in tact. On the other hand, there is no gentlemanly way to call Obama a terrorist. And as a side note- if we are going to judge one's ability to run a country based upon one's choice of grade school friends, I'd like to the pack of wolf-killers Governor Palin was palling around with when she was just a wee one *wink*. My point: calling Obama a child predator and a jihadist rings in about the kneecap. However, even if the McCain camp were aiming for Obama's toenail, I would still expect little more than the necessary self defense. Do me proud, B-Rack.
29 August 2008
Palin Fast
Sarah Palin? Really? Is that a bad joke? That name doesn't even sound serious. Try again, McShame. Maybe you'll choose more wisely in Round 2.
27 August 2008
"No way, no how, No McCain"
Nice job last night, Hill. For all the criticism I've thrown at you, none of it matters in light of your speech last night. Thanks for jumping on board, and doing everything you can to ensure that your former supporters do the right thing. Far too many of them were in the "Well, I could vote for McCain," camp. Thanks for both embracing our new candidate, and doing your part to point out McCain's ineptness , something that as of yet has been far too sporadic an activity. And thanks, more than anything, for delivering your speech with such conviction. If you believe change can happen, so do we.
26 August 2008
Hope '08
What a start to a convention! I only hope the rest of the week can deliver such passion and emotion and inspiration. The beauty of the party system, is that, when implemented correctly, the party serves as a kind of large extended family, that we can truly laugh and cry and celebrate with. Tonight's convention reminded us of all those benefits that had been absent from the system for far too long. The reawakening of the Democratic party began in Denver tonight.
Ted Kennedy. What a man! How lucky we are to have gotten to watch him grow old, as Chris Matthews so eloquently put it. His political career not only showed us what integrity, commitment, and hard work really mean, but also gave us insight into what the Holy Trinity of Kennedy's could have accomplished. This was both the valiant culmination of his career, but also inspiration for the future, as he stood up, despite his conditions, and committed to fight one last fight along side us. Ted Kennedy, you're a real hero; you're my real hero. And not just because you have the courage to say the words straight and gay in a convention speech.
Michelle Obama was equally incredible tonight. The stories she told of her recognition of the American dream were profound, yet not self-righteous. They were all stories that we could relate to, just like those episodes of the Brady Bunch we watched together. And all of her stories were told in a wonderful, motherly fashion, that reminded us what it means to be a strong woman. In Michelle's speech, she exemplified all the qualities that Hillary Clinton lacked throughout her campaign. But instead of pointing this out, Mrs. Obama stood up this evening and embraced Hillary Clinton as a sister, as a Democrat. All of the tenderness and emotion that we embrace in women combines with intuition and strength and perspective in the figure of Michelle Obama. She is going to make an excellent first lady, epitomizing the qualities that the position requires.
But the most striking part of Michelle's speech, like the rest of the night, was meeting the family. At the end, she brings out her beautiful daughters, only to surprise them and light up their faces with their daddy on the massive video phone. As mother and children stood up there, waving to daddy, is out doing his job and helping people as always, we felt as though they were our children, and that he was our daddy, coming to help us move forward. Seeing Teddy Kennedy speak tonight was almost like him passing the torch to Barack Obama and a new generation of Democrats to keep up the fight. As we saw Grandpa Teddy fighting his last fight, and reminisced about the heroes of yesterday's Democratic family, we also met and embraced the new heroes of our party, the Obama's. This night has been like one big family reunion, and it served its purpose. The Democratic party has been successfully reunited, and undoubtedly, united we shall stand.
Ted Kennedy. What a man! How lucky we are to have gotten to watch him grow old, as Chris Matthews so eloquently put it. His political career not only showed us what integrity, commitment, and hard work really mean, but also gave us insight into what the Holy Trinity of Kennedy's could have accomplished. This was both the valiant culmination of his career, but also inspiration for the future, as he stood up, despite his conditions, and committed to fight one last fight along side us. Ted Kennedy, you're a real hero; you're my real hero. And not just because you have the courage to say the words straight and gay in a convention speech.
Michelle Obama was equally incredible tonight. The stories she told of her recognition of the American dream were profound, yet not self-righteous. They were all stories that we could relate to, just like those episodes of the Brady Bunch we watched together. And all of her stories were told in a wonderful, motherly fashion, that reminded us what it means to be a strong woman. In Michelle's speech, she exemplified all the qualities that Hillary Clinton lacked throughout her campaign. But instead of pointing this out, Mrs. Obama stood up this evening and embraced Hillary Clinton as a sister, as a Democrat. All of the tenderness and emotion that we embrace in women combines with intuition and strength and perspective in the figure of Michelle Obama. She is going to make an excellent first lady, epitomizing the qualities that the position requires.
But the most striking part of Michelle's speech, like the rest of the night, was meeting the family. At the end, she brings out her beautiful daughters, only to surprise them and light up their faces with their daddy on the massive video phone. As mother and children stood up there, waving to daddy, is out doing his job and helping people as always, we felt as though they were our children, and that he was our daddy, coming to help us move forward. Seeing Teddy Kennedy speak tonight was almost like him passing the torch to Barack Obama and a new generation of Democrats to keep up the fight. As we saw Grandpa Teddy fighting his last fight, and reminisced about the heroes of yesterday's Democratic family, we also met and embraced the new heroes of our party, the Obama's. This night has been like one big family reunion, and it served its purpose. The Democratic party has been successfully reunited, and undoubtedly, united we shall stand.
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