My grandmother is a beautiful woman. Growing up she played piano, and as her friends passed away they donated their organs and pianos to her--the result of which is a front room with FIVE different string/key instruments. When I was little we used to play old show tunes.
Now is a different time. She is like an oak tree, and the arthritis has turned her fingers into crooked old branches. She still has the same laugh, with a little click in it, and beautiful white hair like an angel. She is generous and kind and practical and smart. And she cannot vote for a black man.
Ever since she's voted, its been straight democratic ticket. When I was home a few weeks ago, we talked politics, as we always do, and she ended up (in her age, perhaps) rambling a bit about race issues in the United States. "Why do they blame us?" She doesn't see her connection to these issues and doesn't like to feel at fault. It was a different time then, and God bless her, its not for me to judge who she can and cannot vote for. I talked to her, trying to persuade. Mom later said she would simply leave the president slate blank and vote no one.
And now the banks are falling. Thanks to all you damned libertarian economists wanting to deregulate everything--glad you robber barrons can run away with our money and let the GOVERNMENT save us. Thats for later. Anyhow, after living through the depression, and remembering the value of new deal policies, and listening to Barack, my grandmother decided to vote for Obama.
Lets weigh the significance of this: She's old, she's white, and she's Southern Baptist. And she's voting for Barack Obama.
Hallelujah!
Listen up guys, if my grandma can do it so can anyone. Hope! Lets get to work and swing some voters!
Friday, September 19, 2008
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