Stop patting your self on the back America. Y'all thought this was the first real grown up, post racist real world adult presidential election in your history. Forget it.
The nation is still a traumatized troubled adolescent, trying to convince itself that it isn't racist and like the classic cycle of traumatized behavior, the abuse repeats from generation to generation.
We've come a long way in the almost 60 years since the first battles to integrate American Society were fought. White America still lives with all of it's negative stereotypes and in this presidential election, they are all being trotted out of the closet of hate to attempt to influence the voters.
I felt, when I first became of aware of Barack Obama and realized that he would be a real candidate in this election, that it would take a miracle to elect him. I do believe in miracles, but it is not by passive wishing that a miracle like this can occur.
This is a battle and every piece of ammunition is being used by both sides. I would like to believe that for the greater part, the forces of Obama are guided by truth.
I only have to read the paper and the news on the internet to realize that the Republican campaign has very little basis in the truth. I listen to and read the words of Rush Limbaugh and see the manevolent distortion and manipulative lies that are used to influence the American public.
I believe in miracles, I believe in the physical manifestation of great ideas when thay are shared by a group of people willing to work for them. I believe that Barack Obama can become the next president of the United States.
That is why, I was so extrememly upset by the cover of the New Yorker Magazine and the lame attempts of the editor to explain his decision to run the illustration depicting Barack Obama and his wife, Michelle as Middle Eastern, Radical Black Panther terrorists. The hemming, hawing, the constant spin of explaining why it is intelligent ironic humor that should be obvious....?
Listen, you don't step on a dream. If you believe in miracles, you don't create a roadblock. Honestly, the only reply I can come up with to the editor of the New Yorker and his attempts to spin his way out of this controversy is a very ironic "FUCK YOU!"
Forgive my extreme irony, and my utter admiration to the cartoonist, Horsey in todays Seattle Post Intelligfencer for drawing the cartoon that was in my head!