Dr. Ron wrote:Tim , you said it was a good thing for us to elect a Black President.
Please give me a reason why and when did race become an issue.?
Yes, it will be a good day when America elects its first black president, and that good day may be tomorrow. I can't speak for anyone else, but I myself began to realize that while I lived in Chicago. I may not say this just right, but I know what I sensed and I know what I felt. I saw young, educated black American men in business suits hang their heads at moments when they should have been holding them high. I saw young black women's faces light up particularly brightly, and with surprise, when I told them from across the counter that they were beautiful. I saw hardworking, God-fearing, black Christian women get on the trains to the crime-ridden south side of Chicago and I was not getting on with them. I looked into the eyes of a black teenaged boy as he walked past me on my way to work one morning. He saw my fear, and I saw his sadness at my fear. He hung his head, as if apologizing for the color of his skin. My heart broke.
That's when, and that's why. I want black Americans to feel proud to be Americans. I want them to feel proud to be black. I want to see a twinkle in the eye of the black man in a business suit as he gets on the elevator. I don't want to see shame or timidity behind the eyes of an accomplished man. I want to see pride. I want to see ease. I want to see a man who knows his worth in any crowd, of any color or mix of colors. I want America to experience a catharsis from every stigma and every prejudice.
I had a friend in Chicago, among the most intelligent men I have met. He did not believe that America would elect a black man. I told him that he was living in the past, that racism was not strong enough any more to prevent the election of an otherwise qualified black man. I was proud to tell him that, and I knew that I was right. I was thrilled to see, for a moment, a flash of belief in his eyes. The narrative of his people's place in America, for a moment, fell away. He was feeding off of my eyes, and today, as I write, there is a huge part of me that hopes to rejoice in his and every other black American's symbolic succession to the Presidency of the United States.
There are reasons why I did not vote for Barack Obama, but everything in me will rejoice with him and all other black Americans if he wins. Screw him as a Democrat; screw him as a pro-abortionist; screw him as a friend of Republicans. But I rejoice with him as a fellow human being, as a fellow American, and as a white man who has never walked the streets and corridors of America in anything but a white boy's and a white man's skin.
"And just when you think you've got me figured out, remember, No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it is not the same river and he is not the same man." --Heraclitus