When Obama clinched the nomination I called my Mom up to tell her the good news. And she is ecstatic. Jamaica is its own country with its own problems, big and small. And they know this is a big deal. As I spoke to her she opened up her front door and yelled out into the night that “Barack Obama is going to be President of the United States!”
Be honest, you didn't think he had a chance. I know that I didn't, but I was going to support him, because I believed it was time for the country to see a run for President by someone that possibly had a chance. It had been a generation since Jesse Jackson's runs in 1984 and 1988, and it was time for us, as a nation to take that step.
It's time to heal, get a ticket in place and demolish McCain.
This speech is so good that Obama just guaranteed six months of Republicans declaring him a homosexual Muslim abortionist. On his good days.
And who knows, maybe this time, the good guys will win. Maybe in this version, there is no Nixon -- no 1968. Maybe Mercutio survives. It’s a historic and exciting time — progressivism appears to be in an intellectual revival. The Democrats — having shed its Dixiecrat wing — are poised to command the most progressive majority in American history. And there’s a very real chance that Barack Obama could be leading that majority come next year.
Towards the end of the 1967 movie "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner," Dr. John Wane Prentice, played by Sydney Poitier, sits down with his fiance's white father, played by Spencer Tracy. "Have you given any thought to the problems your children will have?" Tracy asks. "Yes, and they'll have some...[But] Joey feels that all of our children will be President of the United States," replies Poitier. "How do you feel about that?" asks Tracy, looking skeptically at the black man in front of him. "I'd settle for Secretary of State," Poitier laughs.
Written in the late-1960s, the exchange was, indeed, laughable. The Civil Rights Act had been passed three years prior. Two years before, the Watts riots had broken out, killing 35. Martin Luther King Jr. would be assassinated a year later. But here we are, almost exactly 40 years after theatergoers heard that exchange. The last two Secretaries of State were African-American and, as of tonight, the next president may well be a black man. John Prentice's children would probably still be in their late-30s. They could still grow up to be cabinet officials or even presidents, but they would not necessarily be trailblazers.