Oh The Political

I'm sitting here counting my blessings after this storm and watching the ones that are still out there. I decided to watch the Republican National Convention, bad idea. It makes it more clear to me with every speech that this is not the party for me. What is it about rich white men that makes them love war? Or think they they are the only people that love America? Why can't I love America and criticize her for not standing up to her promise? I am America too. I saw a few people that looked like me there, but for the most part, that convention does not look like the America I know.
I have to say McCain pulled a real hat trick with his VP nomination. As a women I couldn't help but to be a little excited about his choice. But after her speech, I am so not impressed. There were so many qualified people he could have chosen. So, now I'm more disappointed than anything.
I also have to say that I am so disappointed at the speech Sen. Obama gave last week at the democratic convention. In this moment of great history, 45 years after the " I Have A Dream Speech"; he didn't even reference Dr. King by name. After all the celebration of that night he felt the need to separate himself from that. I am really tired of seeing brothers and sisters who feel the need to transcend their race in order to make other people comfortable with them. I don't see any other people of color making that sacrifice or feeling the need to. Maybe if someone explains it to me I might understand better... no I won't. It's one of those things that I just don't get. Add it to the list. I'll say it here, from the hill tops, and I carry it in my every day life... I'm a black woman. There's too much honor and strength in that for me to deny it or try to tone it down. And a feel the same way about black men. I know Sen. Obama is biracial, and he can't deny any of his roots. But for me, there is nothing more fierce in this world than a black man. And I know it's not just me.