Check out Colin Powell, in the midst of endorsing Obama for president on Meet the Press. (No transcript yet, but the link goes to a written rundown of the highlights as well as the video. Oh, and Petulant’s got more quotes.)
I’m also troubled by, not what Sen. McCain says, but what members of the party say, and it is permitted to be said. Such things as, “Well, you know that Mr. Obama is a Muslim.” Well, the correct answer is, no, he is not a Muslim. He’s a Christian, he’s always been a Christian. But the really right answer is, “What if he is? Is there something wrong with being a Muslim in this country?” The answer is no, that’s not America. Is there something wrong with some 7-year-old Muslim American kid believing that he or she could be president? Yet I have heard senior members of my own party drop the suggestion: He’s a Muslim and he might be associated with terrorists. This is not the way we should be doing it in America.
In other news, I voted yesterday.
And yes, I voted for Obama. Given that I live not only in a solidly blue state but Obama’s home state, I could easily have stayed home, voted for McKinney or written in Clinton with a clear conscience. And there were times during and after the primary when I half-seriously considered all three as an alternative to proving Chris Matthews right about women being “low-hanging fruit.” But I didn’t vote for Obama just because I’m a registered Democrat and not the type to protest vote in the first place. As much as he’s pissed me off — and oh, has he pissed me off — ultimately, I like him, I like Biden, and it was pretty fucking exciting to cast a vote for an African-American presidential candidate who, by all accounts (knock wood), is probably going to win.
This story about 76-year-old civil rights leader and Georgia politician Andrew Young (not for nuthin’ also an early Clinton supporter) casting his vote brought home just how fucking awesome that opportunity was:
Young and his civil rights contemporaries “never thought that this would even be possible in our lifetime,” he said. “We didn’t think it was going to go this fast, that it would probably be our children’s children that had those kinds of opportunities.” …
“I often say that marching from Selma to Montgomery, if I had said to Martin Luther King that I wanted to be a congressman, mayor of Atlanta, ambassador to the U.N., he would’ve thought I was crazy,” Young smiled. “I don’t think we were ever thinking of a black president.”
Obama didn’t need my vote. But in the end, I was pretty damned happy to give it to him. Now he’d better not fuck it up.