Thursday, September 10, 2009
Last evening America sat down to watch the President share his vision and solutions for America's health care problems. Political philosophy aside, I found myself filled with pride for my country and it's wise young leader. Recently hard times and a changing American have brought the radicals out of their dank caves and slimy swamps, out from under the rocks where they hid. We had an election where the majority of us decided we wanted to be led by a progressive, intelligent, educated young man who just happened to be black. When I look at the Red/Blue map of the U.S. indicating presidential satisfaction it becomes apparent that the country is still divided into North and South. There are groups of people who are still fighting the Civil War and the fact that our president is black seems to be sticking in their craw. I fear for his life, but in my lifetime we've come such a long way on our journey and I think sometimes we just need to be reminded of that.