Can’t vote for a black man?

Can you feel it in the air, is it on your mind within five minutes after waking up, are you wondering or battling, are you looking for someone or some group to identify with? Which of these are you? I’m talking about the 2008 Presidential election between a Black and White man.

In my opinion, this battle is a real concern for white’s, especially in the demographics of baby boomers and older. This demographic holds the history of this Nation’s race policies from it’s conception. This group is and are the direct descendents of legally owing another human being and being owned by another human being … Imagine this.

You’re at home, you’ve just had a productive day at work, the children are enjoying childhood and you wife is having a hard time removing the look of happiness from her face that was reviling her eagerness to have you back at home with her. You begin to settle in when you here an eruption from the calm in the neighborhood. Your neighbors are yelling at someone, children are crying and women are screaming; now you’ve got to investigate.
...You go outside and see men of another race storming the neighborhood door to door snatching families out of their homes tying them up and separating the men, women and children. The men that were fighting back against this unfriendly race were beaten mercilessly. They were being clubbed, stabbed, and shot with a weapon you’ve never seen. You being the head of state raced to these villains pleading for this violence to stop when you too were clubbed and in your semi-conscious saw your family being man handled, and your children mistreated. Co-operation was the only way to survive.
...You were marched miles away from home and your head stayed in perpetual motion searching for your wife and children. For days you marched with no food, only water and when you tried to speak to these Mirada’s you were beaten once again. Finally you arrive at the Ocean and saw these ships. You saw hundreds and hundreds of your people struggling to free themselves from these chains in order to avoid going too and upon these ships ripping hands, arms, and feet from their limbs too escape and get back were ever home was.
...On the ships you were packed like bags of grain on top of and next to each other in its bow. It was hot, no air circulation, no were to relieve yourself of bodily functions, so you did this act on each other. You constantly wondered about your wife and children. This pale race of men would force feed you if you tried to starve yourself to death rather then continue living like this. They’d put this mush of food on mechanical steel tongues then you were to open your mouth and they’d open the tongues so the food would slide in. If you didn’t open up they forced the tongues into your mouth by busting out your teeth sticking the tongues into your throat then opening them up so the food would slide directly into your belly.
...Many days later, too many to count, you arrive at a new land. Many of your people on the ship with you died chained to one another while on the long voyage.
Next you were put on display and prodded like cattle by this strange race. Your women were handled the same way as well, likewise the children. For some reason this race of people ruled over you, they stripped you of your name, beat you, tortured you, lynched you, and over the years you were forced upon your women to breed with them, no love and no knowledge of who they were or where they were from just breed no matter how young or old, or die.
You watched your women and daughters being used and raped daily. They were taken from your bed and their rooms, raped in front of you and given back sometimes days later just to humiliate you. This race use them this way to teach you just how powerful they are over your life and how they could kill you or her if so desired so you better co-operate and go along with the program. You and other men like you were beaten and lynched for fun and pleasure or just to pass the time. They had the power of life or death over you, then one day it stopped.
...Some law was passed so these rulers couldn’t rule you anymore. This race of men still broke the law with brutality and got away with it, but you fought on and through the years this brutality slowed down but equality and respect is not quite there yet which brings me to today.

You see, I know this pass and so do a lot of people like me because we lived it, I’m a Boomer, I remember segregation and institutional racism but my children and younger don’t know or lived this pass. I know white people my age and older and white’s from bigoted families that hand down that ugly pass will never get into their ignorant heads that people are people and want to peruse basic needs for their families with the freedom this nation says it’s based upon, and they don’t want to be beneath any other race or culture. These bigots are the problem from making this Nation greater than it can imagine but try telling them that. This ideology holds us back so we all loose. As Americans we all have a stake in this land, too her cause, in her strength, about her well being and for her prosperity. Not just white people.

Do you feel it in the air, is it on your mind within five minutes after waking up, keep wondering or battling, are you looking for someone or some group to identify with? Which of these are you, because you know Obama’s the right and only rational choice this time, don’t you, or is it, you can’t vote for a black man because?

Gaidi