Monica Bielanko
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Saturday
Mar082008

In Which I listen to the one of the greatest speakers I have ever heard... and then shake his hand

Yesterday I woke up and decided that Max and I were going to drive 5 hours to Laramie, Wyoming. Barack Obama was holding a rally at the University of Wyoming and I wanted to go. We loaded up the car and off we went, my dog and I.

On the way we had a healthy, respectful debate about why I like Barack Obama. I explained his policies on healthcare, the war in Iraq, education, his desire to tax the rich more and give the middle class a fucking break already and that I feel like the dude is a straight shooter.
"I just don't think dude's got the chops to be a President yet" Max replied.
I remind him that arguably the greatest president in American history was an inexperienced Illinois legislator just like Barack Obama.
"Who's that?" Max replied
"I'll give you a hint, he freed the slaves and his face is on Mount Rushmore."
Max nodded thoughtfully. "Well, that war whore McCain is obviously out, he replies. "But doesn't Hillary have the brains for the gig?"
"Yes, yes. But she doesn't have the heart. She plays the game and the game is obviously broken. We need fresh meat. We need to earn the respect of other countries, not intimidate. The old, white guy reign in Washington is over."

There is a moment in every generation where something clicks and it's never the same. From Patrick Henry screaming 'Give me liberty or give me death' to Lincoln abolishing slavery to Martin Luther King shouting 'I have a dream' to Barack Obama: 'In the face of war, you believe there can be peace. In the face of despair, you believe there can be hope. In the face of a politics that's shut you out, that's told you to settle, that's divided us for too long, you believe we can be one people, reaching for what's possible, building that more perfect union.'

Now is our moment, Max. It's now.