In my last post, I lamented my own lack of color-blindness with regard to this election, and expressed my disappointment that a candidate whose values match my own will be terribly unlikely to win even the nomination, much less the presidency. Of the two main democratic candidates, Barack has my vote (Come on, do we really want to let the Clinton Soap Opera back into our lives again?).
And he's done it again, winning voters and "surprising" the right-wing media. I can't deny how thrilled I am. Am I playing into stereotypes, the black girl voting for the black candidate? Do I really like Obama on his own merits?
I wonder if the fact that I'm so happy for Obama's success betrays my loyalty a little too much. On one hand, he's clearly charismatic & energetic in a way no one else is, and he has good ideas (whether he'll act on them remains to be seen). I endorse him for all kinds of reasons besides racial solidarity (and the millions of non-blacks who'll vote for him confirm that those reasons exist). But there's nothing like being a member of an oppressed group and watching one of "your own" succeed in a mainstream democratic race. None of us know who Barack really is. I've done the research, and in my analysis, I perceive him to be a genuine person who really has good intentions. Maybe he'll turn out to be something completely different; maybe it's all a mirage. But illusion or not, it feels like a realization of Dr. King's dream, and how can I resist that?
Photo © 2008 by Jim Wilson for the New York Times.




