A Hopeful History



DNC 2008: Official Nomination of Barack Obama

copyright © 2008 Betsy L. Angert

What does one say when, by acclamation, a man whose background and experience may be more American than most who have been nominated to be the Presidential candidate , is chosen to represent the his Party?  How might one find words for this moment?  Overwhelmed with feelings, does an individual shout, Hooray?  Through the tears of happiness, might we exclaim, “This is incredible!”  Can we communicate the sensation.  The possibilities are phenomenal.  This historic moment is fascinating.  Oh joy; oh bliss.  Perchance we can believe not only in change, but also in the beauty of people dedicated to a cause.  Possibly each of us can have faith in unity.  We can perchance, begin anew.  Hope is alive.  The dream survives.  The impossible is probable.

It is important to express a deep, sincere, and special gratitude to Hillary Rodham Clinton.  Every one of us might  acknowledge our earnest appreciation for those Clinton supporters who cast a delegate ballot for Barack Obama.

Let us each wish upon the stars in the skies and those in our eyes.  Democrats, Independents, Republicans who remember the intent of our forefathers, let us do what we must to ensure government is again, of, by, and for the people.

Labor Day 2007 is Labor Day 2008

copyright © 2007.  Andrew Wahl.  Off The Wahl Perspective.

Originally Published September 3, 2007




To view the original art, please travel to “Labor Day 2007” [Archive 0729b]

A year ago, Andrew Wahl addressed the economic issue that confronts every American.  A lack of income causes the average American great angst.  Today, just as a year later, citizens of this country clamor.  Money is tight.  Some may say, “The more things change the more they stay the same.”  Perchance, economically, the situation is worse.  As people are laid off, jobs are shipped overseas, and businesses here at home go bankrupt, we collect coins.  In a desire to pay our mounting bills, the people of this prosperous nation ask for change that amounts to dollars and sense.

Andrew extends his apology for a delayed return to novel toons.

Hand Injury Delays Toon Return Till Next Week

Hey, all:

A quick note to let you know my editorial cartoons won’t be returning from hiatus until next week. During the first week of my vacation, I slipped and landed on a barnacle-encrusted rock, resulting in several cuts on my drawing hand and a trip to the ER. It’s all healing remarkably well, but I’m still finding it tough to do brushwork. So I’m going to have to pass on the Democratic National Convention, but should be back in the saddle for next week’s GOP brouhaha.

Till then,

Andrew

toon@offthewahl.com

Until then, please enjoy the Labor Day holiday and a thought on the subject of work, wages, and survival in America.

Speeches or Solutions



Hillary Clinton at the Democratic National Convention Part 1

copyright © 2008 Betsy L. Angert

Tonight Hillary Clinton, I thank you.  Your speech was sensational.  The words were welcome.  A call for unity could not be more needed.  I believe only you could make this plea in a meaningful manner.  As grateful as I am, and indeed, I am truly pleased that you spoke as you did. I wonder if this pronouncement, as presented, will solve what some see as the dilemma of the disaffected.  Will your words alleviate the concern too often expressed about the Democratic candidate, Barack Obama?

After more than a year of harsh criticism from you Senator Clinton, might the chasm within the Party and this country be too great to counter in a single speech, particularly one that did not address the countless serious concerns you, yourself raised for so long.  Time does not heal the wounds words wield.  Only assiduous treatment lessens the lesions.  Hence, I share my trepidation.

As I reflect, I cannot help but acknowledge as the Republicans did immediately.  Your expressions, as glorious as they were, spoke to a compromise, not confidence in the Democratic candidate, Barack Obama.  

As committed as you claim to be, you neglected to endorse the man, Barack Obama.  The support you offered was for the Party, the platform, and not for the Senator from Illinois.  Thus, Americans will read the Republican response, and react.  

Republican presidential candidate John McCain’s campaign spokesman Tucker Bounds issued this response: ??”Senator Clinton ran her presidential campaign making clear that Barack Obama is not prepared to lead as commander in chief. Nowhere tonight did she alter that assessment. Nowhere tonight did she say that Barack Obama is ready to lead. Millions of Hillary Clinton supporters and millions of Americans remain concerned about whether Barack Obama is ready to be President.”

Many will remain reluctant.  People will ask; does Barack Obama offer the change we can believe in.  While you were gracious enough to state, that you do not approve the McCain campaign commercials that feature you, these advertisements continue to air.  Pointed statements, not rejected have power.  When a prominent figure proclaims as you did, that too is forceful.

The American public is being bombarded with the woeful words you offered for near nineteen months.  The people hear your heartfelt declarations, just as they did during the primaries.  Statements of disdain for President hopeful Barack Obama resonate when these are not rescinded.

For months, you Senator Clinton, said Barack Obama was not qualified to be Commander-In-Chief.  He was too inexperienced.  He would not provide health insurance for all Americans.  Many of your supporters said he was not truly Progressive.  They clamored; Barack Obama could not possibly understand what it means to be a woman, to be paid less, and to be passed over.  The Illinois Senator would not fight for causes important to the common folk.  Senator Clinton, you frequently voiced your faith.  Barack Obama was but a man who could speak well, not a person of substance who offered solutions.  Now, we discover your most ardent supporters, advisors and top fundraisers do not wish to remain in Denver longer than they think they must.  They will stay to hear Hill and Bill, then, they will leave.  Tonight, you asked the questions.

I want you — I want you to ask yourselves: Were you in this campaign just for me, or were you in it for that young Marine and others like him?

Were you in it for that mom struggling with cancer while raising her kids?

Were you in it for that young boy and his mom surviving on the minimum wage?

Were you in it for all the people in this country who feel invisible?

On the surface, it would seem those closest to you have answered your queries in a manner that could cause greater concern.  Clinton Advisers Skipping Obama Speech.  I understand that schedules may preclude a presence at the Convention on Thursday for most of these persons.  Nonetheless, in a time such as this, any action can be twisted.  A truth can be turned.

Appearances have authority.  In this moment, there are too many messages, too many contradictory communications, verbal, and on video.  Thus, as I applaud you, I implore you.  Please, Senator Clinton might you do a bit more to secure the dream of a Democratic President in 2008.  Please speak to the quality and qualifications of Barack Obama.  If you cannot do that, I will again be left to wonder.  Speeches or solutions.  

You are correct Senator Clinton; that may be the choice in 2008.  However, it seems that the potential President Obama offers solutions.  You gave a great speech.   Still, I believe there is only one way we can hope to nullify what you have done through your numerous denunciations.

Senator Clinton, I know not whether your legacy is at stake.  I do trust the State of the Union is at risk.  Please, if you care about our country I invite you to speak specifically  and unequivocally about Barack Obama, the man, the candidate, and our potential Commander-In-Chief.  Tell us all that you trust him to be credible.  Assure us that he cares about the common people.  Only you First Lady Clinton can assuage any doubts.  

Please Senator reassure Americans and say, Barack Obama is ready to be president!

If you would, please be both the brilliant speaker and the solution.  Again, I appreciate your performance this evening.  I yearn to sincerely show gratitude for what you might say tomorrow, and the next day, and every day.  I beseech you.  Help ensure Democrats are unified.  Do what you can to achieve a change.  Wholeheartedly, tell us you want Barack Obama to be President of the United States.  I thank you.

Sources for Speeches or Solutions . . .

Michelle Obama, Americans Are the Change We Can Believe In



Michelle Obama Keynote Address at Democratic National Convention

copyright © 2008 Betsy L. Angert

I had the incredible privilege of hearing, seeing, and being with the glorious Michele Obama a few weeks ago.  Near a month earlier, I listened intently to the speech she shared in Miami.  It was in the twilight of the day when Michelle Obama presented just a bit of the story she told the nation this evening.  Although, at that event, the entirety of her narrative was yet to be revealed, I knew then, that this woman was, is wondrous.  I said so when given the chance.

On that auspicious occasion, as Michelle Obama held my hands and looked me in the eyes, I spoke with the mother of Sasha and Malia, the individual I hope will be our First Lady.  I expressed my faith.  This sweet and sensational being, Michelle Obama is the change I can believe in.  She smiled gently.  We each trusted the truth that she and her husband Barack often offer; genuine reformation will not come unless we, the people, all of us, take part in our political system.

Now, in Denver, as she stands on the stage, in front of an audience that reaches further than can be seen from the podium, Michelle Obama related the saga that is yours, mine, and ours.   Again, she touched hearts.  She tenderly shared her tale.  Her life experience is average, American, exceptional, and exemplary.  Michele Obama is as we, the ordinary people, are.  

As a child, she believed.  Without the opportunities afforded to those born into opulence the two achieved beyond what many imagined possible.  

Tonight, we, every citizen of the United States, is asked to accomplish great feats, just as the Obama family has.  Here is our chance, our opportunity.  We can see the prospect of what might be.  The question is, will we embrace it?  Will we, the people pursue our own dreams?  Perchance, we might be inspired.

Change is a challenge.  Most of us chose transformation slowly.  We accept what might be bit by bit.   Our betterment is a progression.  Possibly, tonight we have we have sensed a glimmer of hope.  Might we be encouraged to believe, to achieve, just as I was when I first encountered Michelle Obama.  Might today be the day in which we begin to hold hands, walk with our heads high, confident that we, each of us, can be the change we believe in.

Please peruse the text, the transcript.  The words may be the inspiration you, I, we need.

Michelle Obama’s Remarks at the Democratic Convention

August 26, 2008

Transcript

The following is the text of the remarks by Michelle Obama, the wife of Senator Barack Obama, on Monday night at the Democratic National Convention in Denver, as transcribed by CQ Transcriptions.

As you might imagine, for Barack, running for President is nothing compared to that first game of basketball with my brother Craig. I can’t tell you how much it means to have Craig and my mom here tonight. Like Craig, I can feel my dad looking down on us, just as I’ve felt his presence in every grace-filled moment of my life.

At six-foot-six, I’ve often felt like Craig was looking down on me too…literally. But the truth is, both when we were kids and today, he wasn’t looking down on me – he was watching over me.

And he’s been there for me every step of the way since that clear February day 19 months ago, when – with little more than our faith in each other and a hunger for change – we joined my husband, Barack Obama, on the improbable journey that’s brought us to this moment.

But each of us also comes here tonight by way of our own improbable journey.

I come here tonight as a sister, blessed with a brother who is my mentor, my protector and my lifelong friend.

I come here as a wife who loves my husband and believes he will be an extraordinary president.

I come here as a Mom whose girls are the heart of my heart and the center of my world – they’re the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning, and the last thing I think about when I go to bed at night. Their future – and all our children’s future – is my stake in this election.

And I come here as a daughter – raised on the South Side of Chicago by a father who was a blue collar city worker, and a mother who stayed at home with my brother and me. My mother’s love has always been a sustaining force for our family, and one of my greatest joys is seeing her integrity, her compassion, and her intelligence reflected in my own daughters.

My Dad was our rock. Although he was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis in his early thirties, he was our provider, our champion, our hero. As he got sicker, it got harder for him to walk, it took him longer to get dressed in the morning. But if he was in pain, he never let on. He never stopped smiling and laughing – even while struggling to button his shirt, even while using two canes to get himself across the room to give my Mom a kiss. He just woke up a little earlier, and worked a little harder.

He and my mom poured everything they had into me and Craig. It was the greatest gift a child can receive: never doubting for a single minute that you’re loved, and cherished, and have a place in this world. And thanks to their faith and hard work, we both were able to go on to college. So I know firsthand from their lives – and mine – that the American Dream endures.

And you know, what struck me when I first met Barack was that even though he had this funny name, even though he’d grown up all the way across the continent in Hawaii, his family was so much like mine. He was raised by grandparents who were working class folks just like my parents, and by a single mother who struggled to pay the bills just like we did. Like my family, they scrimped and saved so that he could have opportunities they never had themselves. And Barack and I were raised with so many of the same values: that you work hard for what you want in life; that your word is your bond and you do what you say you’re going to do; that you treat people with dignity and respect, even if you don’t know them, and even if you don’t agree with them.

And Barack and I set out to build lives guided by these values, and pass them on to the next generation. Because we want our children – and all children in this nation – to know that the only limit to the height of your achievements is the reach of your dreams and your willingness to work for them.

And as our friendship grew, and I learned more about Barack, he introduced me to the work he’d done when he first moved to Chicago after college. Instead of heading to Wall Street, Barack had gone to work in neighborhoods devastated when steel plants shut down, and jobs dried up. And he’d been invited back to speak to people from those neighborhoods about how to rebuild their community.

The people gathered together that day were ordinary folks doing the best they could to build a good life. They were parents living paycheck to paycheck; grandparents trying to get by on a fixed income; men frustrated that they couldn’t support their families after their jobs disappeared. Those folks weren’t asking for a handout or a shortcut. They were ready to work – they wanted to contribute. They believed – like you and I believe – that America should be a place where you can make it if you try.

Barack stood up that day, and spoke words that have stayed with me ever since. He talked about “The world as it is” and “The world as it should be.” And he said that all too often, we accept the distance between the two, and settle for the world as it is – even when it doesn’t reflect our values and aspirations. But he reminded us that we know what our world should look like. We know what fairness and justice and opportunity look like. And he urged us to believe in ourselves – to find the strength within ourselves to strive for the world as it should be. And isn’t that the great American story?

It’s the story of men and women gathered in churches and union halls, in town squares and high school gyms – people who stood up and marched and risked everything they had – refusing to settle, determined to mold our future into the shape of our ideals.

It is because of their will and determination that this week, we celebrate two anniversaries: the 88th anniversary of women winning the right to vote, and the 45th anniversary of that hot summer day when Dr. King lifted our sights and our hearts with his dream for our nation.

I stand here today at the crosscurrents of that history – knowing that my piece of the American Dream is a blessing hard won by those who came before me. All of them driven by the same conviction that drove my dad to get up an hour early each day to painstakingly dress himself for work. The same conviction that drives the men and women I’ve met all across this country: People who work the day shift, kiss their kids goodnight, and head out for the night shift – without disappointment, without regret – that goodnight kiss a reminder of everything they’re working for.

The military families who say grace each night with an empty seat at the table. The servicemen and women who love this country so much, they leave those they love most to defend it.

The young people across America serving our communities – teaching children, cleaning up neighborhoods, caring for the least among us each and every day.

People like Hillary Clinton, who put those 18 million cracks in the glass ceiling, so that our daughters – and sons – can dream a little bigger and aim a little higher.

People like Joe Biden, who’s never forgotten where he came from, and never stopped fighting for folks who work long hours and face long odds and need someone on their side again.

All of us driven by a simple belief that the world as it is just won’t do – that we have an obligation to fight for the world as it should be.

That is the thread that connects our hearts. That is the thread that runs through my journey and Barack’s journey and so many other improbable journeys that have brought us here tonight, where the current of history meets this new tide of hope.

That is why I love this country.

And in my own life, in my own small way, I’ve tried to give back to this country that has given me so much. That’s why I left a job at a law firm for a career in public service, working to empower young people to volunteer in their communities. Because I believe that each of us – no matter what our age or background or walk of life – each of us has something to contribute to the life of this nation.

It’s a belief Barack shares – a belief at the heart of his life’s work.

It’s what he did all those years ago, on the streets of Chicago, setting up job training to get people back to work and after-school programs to keep kids safe – working block by block to help people lift up their families.

It’s what he did in the Illinois Senate, moving people from welfare to jobs, passing tax cuts for hard working families, and making sure women get equal pay for equal work.

It’s what he’s done in the United States Senate, fighting to ensure the men and women who serve this country are welcomed home not just with medals and parades, but with good jobs and benefits and health care – including mental health care.

That’s why he’s running – to end the war in Iraq responsibly, to build an economy that lifts every family, to make health care available for every American, and to make sure every child in this nation gets a world class education all the way from preschool to college. That’s what Barack Obama will do as President of the United States of America.

He’ll achieve these goals the same way he always has – by bringing us together and reminding us how much we share and how alike we really are. You see, Barack doesn’t care where you’re from, or what your background is, or what party – if any – you belong to. That’s not how he sees the world. He knows that thread that connects us – our belief in America’s promise, our commitment to our children’s future – is strong enough to hold us together as one nation even when we disagree.

It was strong enough to bring hope to those neighborhoods in Chicago.

It was strong enough to bring hope to the mother he met worried about her child in Iraq; hope to the man who’s unemployed, but can’t afford gas to find a job; hope to the student working nights to pay for her sister’s health care, sleeping just a few hours a day.

And it was strong enough to bring hope to people who came out on a cold Iowa night and became the first voices in this chorus for change that’s been echoed by millions of Americans from every corner of this nation.

Millions of Americans who know that Barack understands their dreams; that Barack will fight for people like them; and that Barack will finally bring the change we need.

And in the end, after all that’s happened these past 19 months, the Barack Obama I know today is the same man I fell in love with 19 years ago. He’s the same man who drove me and our new baby daughter home from the hospital ten years ago this summer, inching along at a snail’s pace, peering anxiously at us in the rearview mirror, feeling the whole weight of her future in his hands, determined to give her everything he’d struggled so hard for himself, determined to give her what he never had: the affirming embrace of a father’s love.

And as I tuck that little girl and her little sister into bed at night, I think about how one day, they’ll have families of their own. And one day, they – and your sons and daughters – will tell their own children about what we did together in this election. They’ll tell them how this time, we listened to our hopes, instead of our fears. How this time, we decided to stop doubting and to start dreaming. How this time, in this great country – where a girl from the South Side of Chicago can go to college and law school, and the son of a single mother from Hawaii can go all the way to the White House – we committed ourselves to building the world as it should be.

So tonight, in honor of my father’s memory and my daughters’ future – out of gratitude to those whose triumphs we mark this week, and those whose everyday sacrifices have brought us to this moment – let us devote ourselves to finishing their work; let us work together to fulfill their hopes; and let us stand together to elect Barack Obama President of the United States of America.

Thank you, God bless you, and God bless America.

References . . .

Associated Press: Accuracy in Reporting

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copyright © 2008 Betsy L. Angert

What is black and white and read all over?  Associated Press reports written by the “respectable” albeit some would say disreputable Ron Fournier.  Few Journalists foment interest in this Presidential election in the way this whimsical writer does.  His prose is not dry.  Detachment does not define the Washington Bureau Chief.  Conventional standards, set by the information industry, might label this laudable lackey as less than logical.  For logic is rarely found in flaming rhetoric.  Fournier describes his approach as “accountability journalism” and “liberating . . . the truth,” as well it should be.

The employer of this esteemed Correspondent, is the much admired Associated Press.  The establishment is a formidable favorite in the news industry.  The company’s facts fascinate.  Its mission mesmerizes.  “The Associated Press is the backbone of the world’s information system serving thousands of daily newspaper, radio, television and online customers with coverage in all media and news in all formats.  It is the largest and oldest news organization in the world, serving as a source of news, photos, graphics, audio, and video.  AP’s mission is to be the essential global news network, providing distinctive news services of the highest quality, reliability and objectivity with reports that are accurate, balanced and informed.”

Yet, the articles Mister Fournier submits have a factual flavor.  The zest and zing leaves a bad taste in the mouths of many, or at least those on the political Left.  His black type is not a savory chocolate.  The white behind the words is not a plain vanilla.  Some may call the work of Ron Fournier yellow journalism.  

Each essay Fournier inscribes favors a political Party, the Grand Old one.  Readers might review but a few captions and columns to gain a sense of the slant.  The title On Deadline: Obama walks arrogance line, captures the conceit of a candidate or a columnist haughty with the power to influence an attentive audience.  The text within the article enriches the essence of this tasty tidbit, which passes for “news.”

He’s bordering on arrogance.

The dictionary defines the word as an “offensive display of superiority or self-importance; overbearing pride.”  Obama may not be offensive or overbearing, but he can be a bit too cocky for his own good.

Might we wonder if Ron Fournier, the reporter can be a bit too overconfident?  Within this “objective” story the Journalist believes he can aptly assess the mettle of the man as evident in the essay Analysis: Obama a ‘Courageous Leader’?

Women are not exempt from scrutiny that is if the female is a Democrat.  Hillary’s Flight of Fancy, a discussion the former First Lady’s memory and actual experience in Bosnia, while newsworthy is unfairly ridiculed by this Associated Press reporter presumed to be committed to the organizations mission.  Again, the Associated Press pledges to provide reliable and objective reports that are accurate, balanced, and informed.

Thus, the question might be asked; is the Washington Bureau Chief a columnist or a correspondent.  Another headline might answer this query.  Sen. Hillary Clinton an Artful Dodger.  Journalist Fournier wonders in print; What does Clinton want?  A reader might contemplate what does Ron Fournier long for?  

A reader might accept that this reporter inquires as he informs.  An avid learner who looks for news could chime, such curiosity benefits the public, and well it might.  However, the presumed neutrality of Ron Fournier is not evident, his alliances are.

Associated Press  reporter Ron Fournier, in his missives, supports a Presidential aspirant, John McCain.  The maverick McCain is equally enamored with the veteran political reporter.  Indeed, the Senator was a suitor of the correspondent.  Perchance, the Arizona Senator saw the prosaic phrase Mister Fournier inscribed in a mail to Karl Rove, “Keep up the fight,” and he knew.  Ron the Republican could and would fight or write for him too.  Perhaps, he does, although he is paid by the Associated Press.

Hence, with such a respected and widely read source to spread the word, the articles offered by Ron Fournier pass for objectivity.  A credulous citizen may not suspect a seemingly credible Correspondent.  A reader of any of the many prestigious periodicals that carry AP stories may be unaware of the connections this columnist has with those on Capitol Hill.  The people can only muse of the media, the power of the message, and the messenger, and perhaps they must for  . . .  

Fournier Is At It Again

By Steve Benen

CBS News

(Political Animal) – Fournier Is At It Again  . . . The latest piece from Ron Fournier, the AP’s Washington bureau chief and the man responsible for directing the wire service’s coverage of the presidential campaign, on Joe Biden joining the Democratic ticket, is drawing a fair amount of attention this morning. More importantly, McCain campaign staffers are pushing it fairly aggressively to other reporters, in large part because it mirrors the Republican line with minimal variation.

By choosing Biden, Fournier argues, Barack Obama is showing a “lack of confidence,” and is siding with “the status quo.”

If, such slander, or the source, evokes exasperation, readers of what is printed in black and white by the Associated Press and read all over, may wish to react.  Articles, which appear in most every paper worldwide, may wish to communicate such distress to Executives at local or national newspapers.  Readers may wish to write  letters to the editor such as . . .

Dearest Editor . . .

I write of what troubles me.  Associated Press correspondent Ron Fournier weaves quite a tale as he tells readers what to think of elections and candidates.  His essays are as rumors, rants, or a rage against anyone in the Democratic Party.  Readers such as I seek more than tantrums.  We yearn for quality accounts.  I, personally, do not appreciate diatribes.

The most recent invective was “Biden pick shows lack of confidence.”  The text screamed its skewed vision.  “The candidate of change went with the status quo . . . Barack Obama sought to shore up his weakness -inexperience . .  The Biden selection is the next logistical step in an Obama campaign that has become more negative . . .”

Surprised by such barbs, I studied the author.  I learned, scorching satire could be expected.  Apparently, Ron Fournier spoke with the McCain campaign of his being a senior Political Adviser in 2007.  While one malicious missive might be excused, a slew of such essays offer ample cause for concern.

Mister Fournier words are frequently more Republican than reasoned.  The “journalist” writes . . .

“Poor Hillary.  After trying to save her sinking candidacy with awkward turns of flattery and sarcasm, Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton resorted to a new tactic in Tuesday night’s debate: self-pity.”

Editors, such statements do not reflect fair and accurate reports.  Please tell those at the Associated Press, the recent reports penned by this wire service reporter, Ron Fournier, lack objectivity.  Your readers want no more tirades; we long for impartial accounts.

Betsy L. Angert

Florida

Possibly, if readers write the Associated Press will be reminded; periodical readers seek enlightenment in black and white text.  A newspaper is read all over for it resonates as reasoned.  Those who love current affairs do not wish to have the truth obscured.  They read for fact not fiction.  If the people write, newspaper Editors flooded with fervent letters may feel the wrath of citizens eager for ingenuous information.  Perhaps, the Associated Press will come to understand, the people are unwilling to be silent or consent to a commentary flavored by the reporters bias.

Readers of rhetoric that obfuscates all but a Republican perspective, please speak.

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

~ Martin Luther King Junior

References for readers . . .

The Clinton Factor



Clinton on Obama 8/22/08

copyright © 2008 Betsy L. Angert

I saw them.  I heard them.  The undecided voters were no longer in the shadows.  The seven, eleven, or fourteen percent, the unpersuadables who either decline to state a preference, or have not yet determined whether they could or would support the presumptive nominees, Barack Obama or John McCain, were there.  They stood at the door of the Arena.  It was a Thursday afternoon, in Boca Raton, Florida.  Hundreds, myself among them, stood in wait as the storms overhead threatened.  Rain clouds did not deter us.  What some thought oppressive heat did not dissuade the many who wished to hear the former First Lady.  As we stood outside and discussed when the doors might open, many shared their deeply held conviction.  Obama could not possibly beat Senator McCain without Clinton, and her supporters.  If Hillary was at the top of the Democratic ticket, several speculated, we could crush John McCain.

Numerous expressed their distress.  People in this horde were not happy with what they felt was forced upon them.  Many mused of the eighteen million who cast a ballot for New York Senator Hillary Clinton.  Certainly, she received more, not less of an endorsement from the electorate.  More than one person proclaimed, “She was President for eight years!”  Hillary needs to be in the White House again.  However, these statements were offered in somewhat hushed tones, before we entered the building.  

While outside the auditorium, people chatted quietly as they expressed sincere concern.  Senator Obama does not address issues that are important to them.  He does not know what it means to be a woman, to be oppressed, to be the victim of gender bias.  Most offered their angst politely.  They made no loud declarations.  These respectful persons whom the Obama campaign, with the help of Hillary, hoped to recruit inquired.  Did the new man on the political scene have enough experience?  

A few said, Barack Obama was not their choice, first or last.  Individuals whispered their disdain for the person the press says now leads the Democratic Party.  This group was for the most part refined.  In the throng, the older population was well-represented.  The persons in line, before the doors to the Florida Atlantic University amphitheater opened, were ladies and gents, sophisticated and sensitive to the fact, Barack Obama, and his supporters hosted this event.  The actual audible venom was not heard until we were indoors.  There, shouts would ring out more loudly, although just a few.  “Hillary for President.”  “We can secure the nomination in Denver; yes, we can!”  

While at the entrance of the edifice, before the rally began, and after, inside the sanctioned sports center, men and women discussed what for countless was a dilemma.  How could it be that Hillary Clinton was not the Democratic nominee?  What could be done to make her dream, their hope come true?  This was the consensus in this assemblage, although most had reluctantly resigned them selves to what seemed out of reach.

Silva, a very sweet women in her seventies sat to my left.  This delightful woman shared stories of her past activism.  She had been committed to a Hillary presidency.  She worked on the 2008 Clinton campaign.  While she had always liked Bill, in this election season she thought much of what he said was inappropriate.  Yet, the words of Hillary’s husband did not lessen her commitment to the former First Lady.  Silva, though wobbly when she walked, as she recovered from a serious illness, was willing and wanted to devote hours to the Hillary Clinton candidacy.

The lovely silver-haired lady, whose smile lit the room, grimaced at the thought of what she might do now.  No, she had not met Barack Obama.  She did not attend any of his forums in Florida.  “What was he like” she asked after she heard my stories of him.  Silva listened intently.  She knew, chapter and verse of all that the Clinton campaign had hollered.  Every barb the New York Senator directed at Barack Obama as she  attempted to defeat the Illinois Senator was familiar to this genteel and feminine being.  However, she had not heard much else about Obama.  Nor had she had the desire to listen in the past.

Silva was turned off to Barack Obama before she had ever tuned in.  Admittedly, her love and trust in the Clintons had shaded her research early on.  She remembered how well the Clintons had served the American people.  Prosperity and peace, just as Hillary Clinton often claimed were emblematic of the 1990s.  Oh, how Silva longed for the good old days.  

Before the Democrats were barred from the Everglade State, prior to primary date being changed, Silva saw the Clintons on more than one occasion.  As we watched the clock in anticipation of the first Lady’s arrival, this gracious women  wondered aloud.  Is Barack Obama as impressive a speaker as Hillary is?  Her sharp and focused eyes voiced her curiosity as much as her words did.  She said, “Hillary answers every question posed to her.  She cares.  The Senator from New York is passionate; her speeches are animated.  Does he listen to the people in his audiences?  Can he relate to the average American?  I shared my story.

I told her of how, when he went through the rope line, he shook my hand and that was nice.  However, such a gesture could be expected.  Then, I told her of the tale.  

As Barack Obama stood before me, I said, “I have a silly question to ask.”  He stopped.  The Illinois Senator still held my hand.  As I offered my inquiry, he did not let go.  Indeed, he looked me in the eyes throughout our conversation.  I expressed a concern for what had troubled me.  I went on and on for minutes.  The background seemed important to me.  I mentioned a friend hand-delivered an article I had written on the topic to each of his offices, in Washington and in Chicago.  “Had he reviewed them before his oration on the subject?”  He smiled and honestly admitted he had not seen the script.  The Presidential candidate mused of his schedule and the lack of time he had in the office during the primary campaign dash.

As hundreds vied for his time, as hand after hand reached over my head, and out to him, the Senator from Illinois took more than a moment to spend time with me, a no one to him.  My story is one of millions.  I assured her that my meet and greet with Michele Obama was equally wondrous.  

Still, I have other questions about Senator Obama’s candidacy, not the conventional sort, that fill the airwaves.  I worry of advisers who think they know what the electorate wants.  I agonize over turns to the Right, Left, Middle, or what is declared the popular, and therefore preferred path.  

Candidates who crave to appease or please the public trouble me.  Both Bill and Hillary appealed to the moderates, to many conservatives, to the same voters Barack Obama now seeks.  Compromises were well crafted by the Clintons.  Obama fashions the familiar.  Too many Presidential aspirants, for too long, all at the expense of the American people, shape their speeches.  We, the people may admire one, and hence, dismiss another.  Likeability, more often than not, determines electability.

“Silva,” I shuttered, “Divisive dictums disturb me.”  Hillary harkens.  Bill beckons.  Barack has begun to bellow.  My qualms extend to the constituents.  People, every one of us, are entrenched in what we believe to be true.  Frequently, we cannot see beyond our limited scope.  Silva understood.  She acknowledged she had not sought out information about Barack Obama prior to today.  She was sold on the Clintons and had faith that her choice was the best.  While my stance had, has, and still waivers, I am certain that no human is objective, not even I.  Sadly human, I too can be influenced.  However, I hoped I would not let a person sway me.  Principles, I feel, must be my guide.

The thoughtful soul that sat near me understood.  We had conversed at length before and after the conversation focused on the candidates.  We told each other of our personal physical and psychological traumas.  She was less steady since she suffered from what for some is a fatal illness.  I had been in an accident that could have left me unable to move through life as I do.  She had explained, as had I, our history taught us not to trust experts, to be weary of titles, and not to do as prescribed by a “professional.”  In our lives, physicians told us what they thought best.  Yet, for us, the treatments were unwise.

When Silva and I honored our insights, our intellect, our sense of veracity we did better than when we listened to one thought to be knowledgeable.  We concluded we could not be lead by a love for Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama, or the hate for either.  As one woman near us declared her hate of all that is Obama and her intent to cast a ballot for John McCain Silva and I thought how silly she or we might be.

The answer to what ails America will not be found in fondness for Hillary Clinton or Barack Obama.  The cure for this country will not be cast in a vengeful ballot for John McCain.  If Americans are to truly care for the body public, we must vote not for a person, or a particular policy.  What might best persuade us is not the Presidential nominee, he, or she.  The principles, philosophies, or ideas that invest in our ideals, not individuals, will bring this nation back.  If the undecided are to choose wisely, perchance they, we, might look away from the podium and look within.

References Revealed . . .

“Shhh”

copyright © 2007.  Andrew Wahl.  Off The Wahl Perspective.

Originally Published June 4, 2007




To view the original art, please travel to Shhh

Feeling blue in a red, red place?

My cartoons have been drawing heat lately in the letters section of my home newspaper, The Wenatchee World. One writer accused me of “defeatism,” while another wrote that my cartoons “embolden our enemies.” “Despicable” was the word from another letter writer, along with “hateful,” “insulting” and “reprehensible.”

Working where I do, it’s really not a surprise that no one has written in to mount a public defense of my cartoons. The Wenatchee Valley is red territory – really red; for perspective, 63 percent of voters in North Central Washington’s Chelan County and 67 in Douglas County voted for Bush in 2004, compared to 66 percent of voters in the president’s home county of McLennan in Texas.  So I thought I’d go ahead and defend myself with this week’s toon, .“Shhh” [Archive No. 0721]

The result? Another “fan” letter – along with a subscription cancellation – within hours of the paper coming off the press.

I know nastygrams are supposed to be a sign of a job well done in this field, but sheesh …  

We Can Solve The Climate Crisis



To Our Leaders: Give Us 100% Clean Electricity in 10 Years

copyright © 2008 Betsy L. Angert

Americans, addicted to oil and quick fixes, embrace a man and a mantra; yet, most are unwilling to envelop themselves in a cause.  The public appreciates the need for clean energy.  Accolades are bestowed upon the former Vice President, author, Nobel Peace Prize winner, and environmentalist Albert Gore for the work he has done to inform us of an inconvenient truth.  Nonetheless, as knowledgeable as the public may be, nothing truly changes.  Intellectually, nearly everyone accepts what a myriad of experts emphasize.  The planet is in peril.  However, emotionally, few internalize the urgency of what must be a global priority.  There is a problem.  We cannot wait to employ solutions.

Nonetheless, for the most part, the masses delay.  We, the people, pour our bodies into gasoline guzzlers we call cars.  We cry out loudly when the price of fossil fuels climbs.  Millions moan and groan at the thought of being without a vehicle or petroleum based plastic bags, bottles, or other commodities that produce pollution.  We, revel at the possibility that we might own the latest or greatest gadget.  A new widget is welcomed into our homes.  While the populace complains that today, products have a built in obsolescence, people prefer to trash what is no longer new.  For the most part, we are a population of consumers content with what we have.  Countless have emotionally closed the door on doing what needs to be done to save the planet.

Land is filled with what was once shiny and sensational.  Previously prized possessions are stored in garages and lockers far from the owners who loved these trinkets long ago.  Backyards, boulevards, and beaches are strewn with what was valuable way back when.  Shores and seas are saturated with treasures now declared garbage.  The atmosphere is clogged with chemicals used to produce these favorite assets.  Everywhere we turn, there is evidence that mankind has hurt Mother Earth; although a few still claim, humans do not transform the habitat.  The devout have faith only the Almighty can alter what is.

These individuals and those who do not share such conviction offer excuses.  They may say man is but a speck in the universe and on this planet.  Humans have dominion.  A single layperson or scientist might suggest these seeming contrary statements concurrently.  A solitary sole, so certain that consumption is good, may not perceive the cognitive dissonance that commands him, or her.  Few authentically consider the principles of cause and effect.

Most of us just cruise through life.  Persons imagine that cannot change what is.

We have all heard the pretext for what might be labeled laissez-faire, a lack of belief in the ability of one little being, or laziness.  People profess; economic prosperity and personal freedoms need to be sustained.  “Free enterprise will take care of all ills.”  Supply-and-demand governs the market effectively.  If the public wanted renewable energy, certainly entrepreneurs would manufacture products to meet the exigency.  Those who prefer a profit-driven system say, man must be able to produce, and even a tree-hugger would agree.  A creative productive populace can solve any problem.

However, those whose heart resides with Mother Nature do not think it wise to fabricate what will mar the milieu.  Yet, these persons rarely accomplish much to encourage environmental practices.  Ecologists frequently bemoan, the people have no political power.  Common folks cannot make true change.  Big Businesses must provide the means.  Helpless and humbled conservationists howl, we cannot cure the climate crisis.  We have no clout.

Few, among the masses acknowledge that the people are the power.  We have the energy.  If the average Joe and Jane enthusiastically, with eager fervor, and a commitment to clean energy insist that our Representatives free us from the constraints of fossil fuels, they will.  Their livelihood and lives, just as ours, depends on renewable sources for propulsion and production.  When the masses are resolute, Congress, and corporations, respond.  

Purposeful people can move manufacturers.  If the whole of the people adamantly avow and act on a promise not to purchase merchandise manufactured in a manner that is perilous to the planet, much will be done.  A dedicated population has the power to solve an energy crisis and a climate catastrophe.  Together, we can overcome what has been a tremendous obstacle.  United, we need not be a culture critically void of dynamic concern.  We the people can free ourselves from the restraints that bind us.  We need not rely on a man or a mantra.  We can solve it all, if each of us begins with me.

Please sign petitions.  Write to Congresspersons and Chief Executive Officers.  Purchase no wares that pollute.  Participate not in political actions that advocate policies that add to the concern for climate crisis.  Speak out and act in accordance to your environmentally friendly beliefs.  I, we thank you.

We Can Solve the Climate Crisis Together . . .

A Bankrupt Nation

copyright © 2008 Forgiven. The Disputed Truth

It is becoming more apparent with each passing day that the American lifestyle as it currently exists is unsustainable. For more than three decades, we have accepted the false narrative that we can live beyond our means and there will be no cost for the extravagance. Not only has our government accepted and promoted this falsehood, but we as a nation have accepted it as well. It has become so engrained into our national psyche that anyone who dares to point out its inherent flaws is immediately ridiculed by politicians, the media, and their fellow citizens.

You see rather than looking at the real culprits of our failed domestic and foreign policies we want to create these “bogeymen” who want to destroy our sacred way of life. The truth is that it is always easier to blame others for our shortsightedness and faults.??

For more than three decades, we have been taught and believe that if we could just change the world into our image all of our problems would be solved. The latest and a perfect example of this strategy was our response to the 9/11 attack. After being attacked our first response and really our only response was to say if we can only change those godless and depraved Arabs and the Middle East to be more like us this would prevent anymore attacks. Now think about that response for a minute. They hate us for our freedoms so our answer is to offer them those same freedoms? Rather than sit down and analyze the situation and the causes behind the attacks, we commit ourselves to this “global war on terror.” A war in which no one seemed to have considered the cost in lives, material, and national psychology. We developed this strategy that the way you prevent war is by starting wars. No one considered the truth about military power, that it has limited effects on the outcome of international events.??

You see we live in a country where following the Cold War we believed that we were invincible. We believed the hype that we were the only “Super Power” and that by being such we were entitled to exert our control (influence)over the rest of the world. That we could solve not only all of our problems, but the rest of the world’s problems by using our forces to recast the world in our image. I mean after all it worked in Germany and Japan didn’t it?

This belief or thought pattern is not exclusive to Republicans or Democrats, it is deeply seated in all of us. The sooner we acknowledge this fact the sooner we will be able to address it and that in stead of demagoguery we should look in the mirror and see that we have found the enemy and it is us. It is this insane belief that we can continue to enjoy this lifestyle without paying for it that continues to fuel our downfall. Somewhere there has been this disconnect on Main street and in Washington that there is this unlimited supply of money, credit, energy, food, etc. and that if we just change them or drill more or buy more we can solve all of our problems.??

The only President in recent times that had the temerity to begin the discussion of how we were on the road to bankruptcy was ridiculed and loss in a landslide to the king of false hopes. Jimmy Carter in his now infamous “malaise” speech said some very thought provoking things. He tried to tell America that we could not continue on this road of consumerism based in living on credit, foreign oil, and importing all of our products. He stated that we had switched from a nation of producers to a nation of consumers. He stated that we had begun to rely to heavily on others to do what we had once done for ourselves and that ruin lay at the end of that road.??

What you see too often in Washington and elsewhere around the country is a system of government that seems incapable of action. You see a Congress twisted and pulled in every direction by hundreds of well-financed and powerful special interests. You see every extreme position defended to the last vote, almost to the last breath, by one unyielding group or another. You often see a balanced and a fair approach that demands sacrifice, a little sacrifice from everyone, abandoned like an orphan without support and without friends.??

We are at a turning point in our history. There are two paths to choose. One is a path I’ve warned about tonight, the path that leads to fragmentation and self-interest. Down that road lies a mistaken idea of freedom, the right to grasp for ourselves some advantage over others. That path would be one of constant conflict between narrow interests ending in chaos and immobility. It is a certain route to failure…The energy crisis is real. It is worldwide. It is a clear and present danger to our Nation. These are facts and we simply must face them.??

We can manage the short-term shortages more effectively and we will, but there are no short-term solutions to our long-range problems. There is simply no way to avoid sacrifice.

I would ask anyone interested in the subject of what we are facing as a nation to please read the speech in it’s entirety. I would also dare anyone to deny how so many of the issues and proposed actions given by Carter were not at least a beginning to resolving the same problems we are facing still. If we had initiated some of the solutions proposed by President Carter, I doubt we would be facing the problems today to the magnitude that we are. But of course he was immediately branded a pessimist and a loser, it kills me how so many people say tell us the truth we can handle it. Well, when someone decided to try that radical strategy we see how it was received.??

The truth be told we as a nation are on the verge of losing what little democracy we had. We have decided for the sake of consumerism and expediency to abdicate our rights to control our government. We no longer believe in government by the people for the people. We want to make all of the tough problems go away by outsourcing them to the poor, the mentally weak, and the uneducated. So long as we can continue to feed our vigorous appetites for more of everything. Every President since Carter has won elections by promising one thing; that we could continue to live this irresponsible lifestyle without any sacrifice. We could have our bullets and butter at the same time. We could extend American power without having to give up anything. Sacrifice and hard work which were once the bedrock of the American experience are now viewed as negatives and old fashioned.??

The days of the free lunch are quickly coming to an end. We can no longer continue to live beyond our means. Most Americans have maxed out not only their credit cards, but their mortgages and retirements. Our government and business leaders have resorted to borrowing from foreign countries to finance our debt spending spree with little or no concern about the strategic repercussions of these decisions. They would have us to believe that we are safe from foreign intervention or pressure from our indebtedness. As if the borrower has the power over the lender through sheer military force. It they don’t give us what we want then we will destroy and take what we want.??

We as a nation must use this crisis as a starting point to return to production and innovation. We could use this opportunity to create an alternate energy source industry and production. When Senator Obama proposed such an idea, he was immediately ridiculed. It is this type of closed minded, corporate financed rhetoric that has to stop if we are ever going to overcome the problems that beset us. Thirty years after President Carter’s speech, we are still no closer to finding and using alternative energy technologies. We are still locked into the mindset that we can dig more holes and destroy more of the earth to solve our problems without any sacrifice. The snake oil propaganda must stop and stop now.

  • Jimmy Carter’s “malaise speech, By President Jimmy Carter.  The Encyclopedia of Earth. July 15, 1979
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    Lady Clinton

    copyright © 2008 Betsy L. Angert

    Throughout the ages, life has been but an allegory for the Shakespearean drama Macbeth.  When people observe the strength of a wedded woman, they wonder.  Might she be the spouse behind the man?  Couples whose passion for power burns brightly may be reminiscent of those who perform in the tragedy played out on many a theatre stage.  A pair, married partners, in the present, may be as characters in a revival of the this best-known of William Shakespeare’s tragic productions.  The tale, written in centuries long past, often evokes reverie of today’s truths.  Only the characters differ.  

    If this dramatic piece, were to be performed today, possibly, Hillary and Bill Clinton would be cast as the main characters.  The two are slightly more modern, and a bit less morose than the actors in years gone by.  

    Pray tell or protest; Hillary Clinton and husband Bill have captivated an audience.  Spectators ruminate on what is no longer a rumor.  The Clinton family, who may have temporarily surrendered or suspended a campaign for the White House, will stand center-stage throughout the Democratic Convention.  Indeed, Barack Obama, the man many believed was cast in most powerful role in this play, may have learned what others never doubted, the mesmeric Clintons never go away.  

    This couple can coerce concessions and compel compromise.  The two can kill with kindness or cause carnage with finesse.  History harkens back.  Bill and Hill have slain mighty dragons.  They also enthusiastically destroyed darlings.  It seems the desire for absolute power invites this prominent pair to act with intent.

    About a decade ago, Hillary Rodham Clinton persuaded the American public of her purity when she stood by her man.  Not long after, she charmed citizens of New York State.  Lady Clinton convinced her constituency she was not a carpetbagger.  As she planned for a Presidential campaign, the supposed fragile female showed a hesitant public, she, Hillary could stand strong with the soldiers.  Now, several say the New York Senator has served admirably on the Hill.  

    Some may ask, what of Bill.  Did the former President not bring us peace and prosperity, supporters inquire?  In her stump speeches, Lady Clinton avows, indeed he did, she did.  They did it together.  The duo, brought this country back from debt and a deficit too great to fathom.  Surely, this couple is not corrupt, or coercive.  They have given the audience, Americans a reason to believe that they are altruistic.

    Softly swayed by seemingly selfless actions, those charmed by the Clinton charisma do not recall that the Clintons helped to create the financial debacle the electorate now experiences.  An audience content with celebrity, dazzled by a drama, and grateful for fiscal favors sees no reason to reflect upon what might have been had the Clintons not repealed the Glass-Steagall and Bank Holding Company Acts.

    Today, there is no time to ponder in retrospect.  The play, even a revival is new.  The time is now.  Hence, observers only wish to move on.  Those who watch this most recent reenactment of Macbeth might muse; just as the beloved monarch King Duncan was murdered, metaphorically, Barack Obama has been essentially eliminated.  What was to be his climatic performance, will be but a whisper in the wind as Lady Clinton, her husband Bill, and child Chelsea deliver their lines.  Truly, what is scheduled to occur could be classified as theatre of the absurd.

    Granted, the Presidential hopeful may naively believe he chose to do as he did,  However, those who have been victim to the marvels of a magnificent manipulator and her husband know, the presumptive nominee has been played for the fool.  Senator Obama was deceived into thinking he prevailed.  In truth, Barack Obama is victorious in name only.  

    We know not how long his triumph will last.  Lest the audience forget.  This theatrical production is as it has been since the primaries began.  It is a tragedy.  Barack Obama is but a pawn in this drama.  Lady Clinton was and is confident; the Illinois Senator can be moved and maneuvered!

    The wondrous woman from New York understood this from the first.  She did her research.  Hillary Rodham read Barack Obama’s most recent book, the Audacity of Hope. .  As she perused page after page, the studied First Lady Clinton could not contain her excitement..  Senator Clinton saw more than she could wish for.  Her rival, the man who could deprive her of her dreams admired her husband.  Even more helpful, Senator Barack Obama genuinely thought well of her.  

    In his prose, Barack Obama often spoke highly of the pair.  When Mister Obama spoke of either of the Clintons, he was complimentary.  Indeed, Lady Macbeth, or the former First Lady Clinton had the presumptive nominee in her clutches before she even began to coddle a relationship.  Hillary recognized, she could use his adulation of her, and her husband, to her advantage, and so she has.

    The woman, who on rare occasions was “too full of the milk of kindness” knew that in her fervor for supremacy, she could call for dark forces to “unsex” her and fill her with “direst cruelty.”  Hillary Clinton acknowledged that if she felt it necessary to gain control, she could.  She would do whatever needed to be done.  The former First Lady could be wily, clever, and keenly manipulative.  Barack Obama, she grasped before the Presidential campaign began, would be putty in her hands.  It was there, in print, as if etched in blood.  Deeply felt veneration cannot be easily washed away.  This benevolent soul, Senator Obama, would not be a brutal opponent.  He could not crush the Clintons.  Barack Obama had too much respect for the twosome.

    Hillary Clinton understood long before the final days of her Presidential bid.  What most thought a loss for the Clintons, was in some regards, a gain.  Indeed, as Hillary Rodham would reflect further, she determined, her defeat might be a gift.  The public and Presidential hopeful Barack Obama might feel great compassion for the woman who almost won.  

    In fact, during a debate Barack Obama smiled and said he expected Hillary Clinton would be among his advisors.  Some thought he had her in his grips.  However, it was then Hillary knew, with greater certainty; the Illinois Senator could be played like a violin, or a harp cradled gently between her thighs.  

    The former First Lady saw his weaknesses, and she, as a master at manipulation,  could and would use the vulnerabilities Senator Obama exposed over and over again..

    She did so, even on that night.  The American audience may remember.  It was Scene One, Act Two, when Lady Clinton responded to the remark that she might serve as his counsel.  Seemingly stunned, Hillary smiled.  She laughed with a lilt in her voice.  Her face may not have revealed the joy in her revelation.  Hillary Clinton knew, she could, and would conquer.  She, with the help of Bill could reduce her rival to tears, or destroy his will to dominate.  In her heart, Hillary Rodham was sure she would survive, and perchance be President.  Pooh-pooh the naysayer.  The Clintons would prevail, of this the Lady was convinced.

    When Bill expressed his distress, and asked what if they did not succeed in their attempts to demoralize and destroy the opposition, Obama, the former First spouse reassured her husband.  She said, to his inquiry of what if were to fail, “We fail!  But screw your courage to the sticking-place, ?And we’ll not fail . . . What cannot you and I perform upon the unguarded Duncan or Obama?”  A man unaware is always defenseless.

    The frailty of faith found in the exaltation expressed by Barack Obama whenever he spoke of the Clintons helped Hillary to  achieve her success, or at least hold the possibility in her hand.  Today, former First Lady Clinton is assured her name will be placed in nomination on the floor at the Democratic Convention.  Tomorrow, Hillary Clinton may secure the votes necessary to anoint her as the Democratic Party’s nominee.

    For years, the talk has been telling.  “She is stronger, more ruthless, and more ambitious than her husband.  Women, the play implies, can be as ambitious, and cruel as men.  Yet, social constraints deny the feminine among us the means to pursue aspirations on their own.  Perchance that is why initially Hillary Clinton called upon her husband to help her campaign.  She needed Bill, or thought she did.  Then, in New Hampshire, she found her voice.  Once the New York Senator found herself, and realized her strength, she was able to do what Lady Macbeth could not.  Hillary Rodham could do away with her challenger and leave no trail of blood,.

    Barack Obama maybe cast as the Democratic contender.  The Illinois Senator may presume that he won his Party’s nomination.  He could and would be prominent at the August Convention.  However, if this is his belief, he is mistaken.  Perchance, he has not had the opportunity to read the full script.  Senator Obama may not realize that he is but one in a cast of characters in a Clinton drama.

    The Presidential hopeful could not have known how cryptic the character who appeared so genteel could be.  Nor did he have reason to realize how persistently tenacious the former President Bill Clinton was in actuality.  Prior to the primaries, Senator Obama may not have fully grasped, the change we can believe in occurred in 1992.  Nor could he have known the Clintonistas would contain any threat to their supremacy.  

    Presumptive nominee Obama did not fully understand, once the Clintons took the stage, transformation, as authored by Bill and Hill would become a constant.  It continues, even on into Denver.  Ultimately, it seems Barry had to bow to the truth he referenced in his most recent book.  Hope was first born in a small town in Arkansas.  Its name was Bill.  Bill brought along Hill.  Each gave birth to Chelsea.  The Clintons, now a complete set of auteur, will author any change we can believe in.

    Barack Obama was not the one who had the courage to make dreams come true.  Hillary Clinton with the help of Bill holds the honor.

    The Clintons would have it no other way.  In the past, the former President has proven himself formidable.  His First Lady fearless.  Neither will accept no for an answer.  They never said die before, that is unless the death of others, even children, would benefit them.  Nor would the two, or  three, think to go away quietly now.  The theme adopted by this dynamic duo has always been “Yes; we, he, or she can!”  Inevitably, they do.  Today, once again, the masterful directors of this delicate drama, Hillary and Bill showed us all, they believe, and they achieve.  

    A presumed loss in the Democratic primaries does not deter her or his confidence.  They are the Clintons, passionate and powerful.

    Each trusts the climatic conclusion in this comic tragedy remains hidden.  The audience does not suspect; indeed, they love the suspense.  Hillary has yet to deliver the monologue penned in the final manuscript.  When Lady Clinton is ready, she will reveal what she knows to be real.  The catharsis will be realized when the crafty  Hillary Clinton stands alone as the hero.  The speech will not be as the one she delivered when she mocked her rival Barack Obama.

    Let’s just get everybody together. Let’s get unified.'” . . .

    “The skies will open, the light will come down, celestial choirs will be singing and everyone will know we should do the right thing and the world will be perfect.” . . .

    Her words will be beautiful and brilliant.  For Hillary has “lived a little long[er]” than Senator Obama.   She has “no illusions about how hard this is going to be” to realize her dream of dominance. “You are not going to wave a magic wand to make special interests disappear,” she told a crowd of delighted supporters  months earlier.  Hillary has no desire to have those who funded her campaigns  vanish.  She can control the Capitalists, just as she directs the Democrats. Even the esteemed Barack Obama, who some say is now the Democratic Party leader, can be brought under her spell.

    After all, this drama has been carefully staged, produced, and directed by the sly Hillary Rodham Clinton.  This clever Lady can tame the shrewd, or symbolically slay a mild-mannered man name Barack Obama.  She has clout and ultimately, in this performance she will retain the crown.  She has her wily ways to convince the people of what she wishes them to believe.  Please review the research.  Pew.  For the People and the Press.

    If Hillary wanted her name placed into nomination, it would be done.  If the Presidential aspirant yearned for a delegate vote count, so be it.  Keynote speeches from her husband, daughter, and herself, in primetime, of course.  The Clintons came.  They dominated. They conquered just as they always have.

    Since Bill and Hill first stormed onto the Washington scene, there has been one drama after another.  With the Clintons in the White House, in the Senate, or in the political theater, Democrats have been mired in melodrama.  No one, not Barack Obama, least of all Barack Obama, can escape Clinton escapades.  The presumptive nominee is now the focus.  Hillary and Bill envision Senator Obama as the flawed hero.  The Illinois Senator must fall.

    Infidelity, imprudence, impeachment, and improbabilities, all the stuff of dramas.  Bill and Hillary have realized all.  Implausibility  and improbability; these are the Clinton signatures.  

    Today, it was announced. The next step in the comic tragedy would occur. The expected Obama coronation would be canceled.  Hillary, Bill, and daughter Chelsea would appear at center stage.   The Clintons could be expected to perform as no one in history has.

    The former Presidential candidate, her husband, and daughter would be allowed to perform at the Democratic Convention.  Each was offered a prominent place on the playbill.  The three would deliver keynote speeches; regardless of the fact that none were the presumptive Democratic nominee.  Once again, Bill, Hilary, and Chelsea are the main characters on stage.

    As the Denver Democratic convention approaches Americans are again in awe of what the Clintons create, chaos!

    For days we, the people have heard Clinton campaigners clamor.  Her name must be placed on the short list.  She must be on the speakers’ panel.  Finally, those who love Hillary insisted, the candidate’s name must be placed into nomination.  Hillary has to be honored; the Denver Group demanded.  After all, the New York Senator did receive eighteen [18] million votes, regardless, of the veracity of intent.

    The Presidential aspirant, Lady Clinton, said, a catharsis is necessary.  A week ago, the female Clinton told a small gathering that she is in negotiations. This sharp-witted Senator would not be stymied.  Nor would her devotees be dissuaded.  Democrats for Hillary would be able to vote for the candidate of their choice at the Denver convention.

    “It’s as old as, you know, Greek drama,” she said. “There is a catharsis. I mean everybody comes and they want to yell and scream and have their opportunity, and I think that’s all to the good.”

    For Hillary, and husband Bill it is.  Good is realized when history does not hearken.  When mesmerized by memories of times gone by the public does not question what was in the past.  Good, is when Lady Clinton and President Bill can call upon friends who benefited from bank laws rescinded to create a fervor.   Good is when the presumptive winner of a nomination loves your legacy more than he wishes to create his own.  Good is the greatest drama revived.  It is all good when Lady Clinton is in the limelight.

    Clinton and Lady Clinton References Revisited . . .