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America: Yours, Mine and Ours - Pt. 1

September 8, 2008 by PamsHouseBlend

Part One: Yours, Mine...

One of the things I hoped for when Michelle Obama spoke at the Democratic convention, was that she would introduce people to the America that she came from, and that was the setting of her story. One of the biggest shames in the campaign - aside from the fact that political realities required this intelligent, accomplished woman to effectively bite her tongue for the last couple of months - is the lack of any honest discussion about the reality that we don't all live in the same America. It's one reality that both progressives and conservatives must grapple with between now and November, and beyond

Delivered on a night that carried the theme "One America," her speech should serve as a reminder that if we are to be America, we have to first acknowledge that what we have are three America's: yours, mine, and ours.

How did Dr. Mary Washington sleep last night?

August 29, 2008 by Center for Emer...

My nephew, Logan, was born in March of 2007, just about a month after Barack Obama announced his candidacy for the Democratic Presidential nomination. I desperately want to use his 17 months on the planet as a metaphor for this 2008 primary season. But I won’t. Instead, I will simply say that after hearing Barack Obama’s acceptance speech, I slept like Logan.

 

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Speeches, speeches... including Barack Obama's

August 28, 2008 by PamsHouseBlend

(NOTE: The live blog of the events at Invesco, along with photos, video, and my personal thoughts are here.

Finally at Invesco, feeling like a sardine (but happy to be here to witness history)

August 28, 2008 by PamsHouseBlend

4:30 PM: What an adventure getting into here this was. After meeting up with Chris Rabb of Afro-Netizen, we waited in line outside of the Hyatt to catch a delegate bus to the stadium. The line was massive and it was hot out there. All of a sudden an "out of service" city bus pulled up on the adjacent corner and the door opened and a cop stepped out and waved us over and we hopped on and were taken to Invesco.

Driving in, the number of people lined up in the hot sun to get in was enormous. I saw Dan Rather get off a bus and he got to ride a golf cart into a VIP area, I'm sure.

Members of the press could bypass the long line, but, at least in our case, it wasn't clear where the press needed to go in through security. It took several misdirections from staff, a couple of friendly Secret Service men, and a lot of walking to finally get in.