Fifty years ago, the old man was sneaking into a segregated Bo Diddley show.
Tonight, the Democratic Party – the party of Bilbo and Eastland and Ross Barnett, of Leander Perez and Lester Maddox, the party of George Fucking Wallace – chose a black man to lead the charge.
He didn’t back into it, he didn’t stumble into it, he didn’t get the hookup – he had a plan, he stuck to it, he just kept grinding, and tonight, he’s the Democratic candidate for President of the United States.
This is a big night, people. Irrespective of who you’re pulling for in November – or who you’ve been pulling for the last six months – this is something to be proud of. We can get the knives back out tomorrow.
I was torn tonight. As an American and a democrat I am thrilled Obama is our candidate. As a woman I am a little sad.
However it is all a wash because as a mother I am overjoyed that in this country you can grow up to be whatever you want and they’ve been proving it for the last six months.
I am thrilled that Obama is the candidate.