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Jammin’ for Obama, old style

I know, the election’s over.  But I’m still happy to celebrate how we won it:  the energy of the campaign, the innovation of the volunteers, the employment of the ‘net as a powerful tool for change.  Check out this video of some hyped up volunteers making old school music in Charlottesville, VA for Obama:

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This is why we work so hard

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Quote of the morning

Jonathan Alter of Newsweek speaking on MSNBC this morning:

Our first sixteen presidents could have actually owned Barack Obama as property.

History. In. The. Making.  Vote.

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A canvassing story

There’s a piece in the November 3 issue of The Christian Science Monitor called, “My wife made me canvass for Obama; here’s what I learned.”  It’s the story of Jonathan Curley, a Southern banker who voted for George H.W. Bush twice and W. once.  He has a son who has served in both Afghanistan and Iraq.  He knows that his taxes will probably go up no matter who is elected.  He is a self-described “dreaded swing voter.”  And in this election, he is voting for, and canvassing for, Obama. 

His first canvassing trip was suggested by his wife.  He went along, the dutiful husband.  This “middle-aged white couple” was assigned to canvass a housing project:  a predominantly black neighborhood. 

We knocked on doors and voices from behind carefully locked doors shouted, “Who is it?”

“We’re from the Obama campaign,” we’d answer. And just like that doors opened and folks with wide smiles came out on the porch to talk.

Grandmothers kept one hand on their grandchildren and made sure they had all the information they needed for their son or daughter to vote for the first time.

Young people came to the door rubbing sleep from their eyes to find out where they could vote early, to make sure their vote got counted.

We knocked on every door we could find and checked off every name on our list. We did our job, but Obama may not have been the one who got the most out of the day’s work.

I learned in just those three hours that this election is not about what we think of as the “big things.”

It’s not about taxes. I’m pretty sure mine are going to go up no matter who is elected.

It’s not about foreign policy. I think we’ll figure out a way to get out of Iraq and Afghanistan no matter which party controls the White House, mostly because the people who live there don’t want us there anymore.

I don’t see either of the candidates as having all the answers.

I’ve learned that this election is about the heart of America. It’s about the young people who are losing hope and the old people who have been forgotten. It’s about those who have worked all their lives and never fully realized the promise of America, but see that promise for their grandchildren in Barack Obama. The poor see a chance, when they often have few. I saw hope in the eyes and faces in those doorways.

Mr. Curley says that he was going canvassing again, but this time not because it was his wife’s idea.  We only really have today to do this, folks, and tomorrow to actually get people to the polls.  But it’s not too late.  You can do this.  You can get out in neighborhoods and make sure that folks know where to vote.  You can make phone calls.  This isn’t over.  We have time to make a difference.

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It all comes down to this

Straight talk, folks.  It all comes down to this.  I, like many of you, have been working on this election for two years.  We have literally given blood, sweat, and tears to this, not to mention money and loads upon loads of time away from our families.  And we now have about 48 more hours to make a difference.

You have 48 hours left to make a difference.  Make phone calls:

http://my.barackobama.com/page/content/makecalls

Talk to your friends, family, neighbors:

http://my.barackobama.com/page/content/actioncenter

Contact your local Obama campaign office or Democratic HQ and find out how you can help get folks to the polls on Tuesday.  Call in to radio shows and (politely) express your opinions and convictions.  Put an Obama sign in your yard, a sticker on your car (make them, if you have to).  Do the little things; do the big things.  Give money:

https://donate.barackobama.com/page/contribute/standardmagnet?source=mainnav_bt_nsu_lctd

It’s not too late to make a difference in a battleground state.  Volunteer to go there:

http://my.barackobama.com/page/content/driveforchange

And vote, y’all.  VOTE.  The polls mean nothing … nothing … without our votes to back them up.  Take your friends, take your neighbors, have a party at your polling place.  Be nice, be polite, be vigilant, be joyous.  You are making a difference.  You are being a force for change.

This has been one long road.  We are all tired.  We are all weary.  If we do this, if we make this happen, we will have proven that there is nothing we cannot do when we fight together.  Two more days … 48 more hours … and then, joy in the morning.

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I love Brother West

I had the tremendous pleasure of meeting Brother Cornel West at the Democratic National Convention.  I shook his hand.  We had a conversation.  It may have been the highlight of the Convention for me.  It was 180 degrees on the roof of the Denver Athletic Club that morning and there Brother West was in his trademark black neck scarf.  He is too much.

Here is Brother West on Bill Maher with another one of my faves, John Legend.  You have to watch the whole thing.  It’s funny as shit and really, really good.  There’s too much stuff to excerpt, so you just have to watch:

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Grace in politics

My friend Richard owns this great blog, Rock the Boat.  Yesterday, he posted something that moved me and I hope it will you, as well:

You’d Never Guess It

But I hate politics. Seriously. I guess the closest thing it compares to is a drug addiction. The addict knows that the drug is what makes him miserable; what is tearing his mind inside out and what is destroying him from the inside out. But he still can’t get away from it. He will not stop until he gets his fix.

I cant wait for November the Fourth; for it all to be over.

A girl in class today told us she sent a message out on the online class component telling everyone the things they need to know about Barack Obama before they vote. There was a sinister tone in her voice that indicated she had meant to scare us all out of the logical choice. Apparently, she had not received the memo: the era of the politics of fear is over.

At first, I thought I would go home, pull up the message and rebut all of the smears she had sent out point by point with logic and reliable references and send my response to the entire class as well. But no, I thought, that wouldn’t be appropriate. I’d be sinking to her level. My next thought was that I would send a message to the class pointing out how inappropriate and unprofessional using an academic resource in that manner was, and inviting anyone to send me a personal e-mail if they would like to have a serious discussion about Senator Obama. Ultimately, I decided against that as well.

So, I did nothing. That’s right, nothing. I haven’t looked at the message, and I’m not going to. Instead I’m just going to wait. I’m going to spend the weekend doing homework, yard work and enjoying my time with my wife and daughter. Monday, I’ll go to school and I’ll try to contain my excitement, like a six-year-old on Christmas Eve. Tuesday, I’ll get up early. I’ll take a shower and get my daughter ready for her day at school. I’ll bundle her up extra warm to take a short walk to the church around the corner. We’ll enter the booth, and I’ll let her check the block for competence, for judgement, for intellect, for even-handedness, for justice and for equality.

Then, I’ll probably uncheck it, and recheck it myself. Because why should she get to have all the fun?

I’ll drop her off at school, and then go to my University. There, I’ll probably hear many discussions about what the future holds. I’ll come home, eat dinner and put my daughter to bed. Being the middle-class-southern-white-male-Joe-six-pack that I am, I’ll probably crack open a PBR. I’ll flip on the TV and start to watch the election returns.

And on Wednesday, with the smear-mail still sitting unread in my inbox, the world will know that Barack Obama will be the next President of the United States, and no hate, lies, smears or fear mongering will be able to take that away from us.

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