Archive for November, 2008


I just finished speaking with a friend of mine who is in senior management at a local manufacturing plant. Before I get too far into this let me say, my friend is an African-American. Now on to the story…He arrives at work this morning at his usual hour of 8 a.m. and spends the next hour receiving phone calls from employees who say they are sick and cannot come to work today. Nearly 100 of his 225 employees on the day shift had suddenly been consumed by some mysterious virus that had zapped their capacities to work.

Being the professional he is my friend decided to have the company nurse give all them a call in the hopes of ruling out a disease that my infiltrate the plant. To his astonishment, many of his dishonest but honest employees said they were not sick but tired from staying up late last night and celebrating Obamarama.

I totally understand the excitement of all of you who celebrated the Obama victory last night. However, I will say that if you are devoted to the causes of Barrack Obama you would have gotten your rear ends up this morning and went to work.

No reason you can’t party all night and work all day, unless you have a case of Obamatitis.


What were they thinking?

You never know what occurs when you lay a solid foundation

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

In the heat of the Washington sun they lined up hand-to-hand in an assembly line-like formation as they passed each stone, from one to another until the man at the end of the line placed the stone in its final resting place. They braved the cruel winters of wind blowing across the Potomac as they labored to build a house that would be home to their country’s president.

They took the lashings when the boss thought their work seemed sub-standard. They sang hymns that lifted spirits that had been broken. They broke their back to construct America’s masterpiece.

In recent months I’ve been thinking about what must have been running through the minds of the slaves who poured blood, sweat and tears into constructing the home of America’s President? Amidst the cruelty of slavery, what were their thoughts as they placed those stones that laid a foundation for what the world now considers as a “Monument of Royalty and Peace?”

When they put that last stone in place did they think the United States would one day elect a President of their color? Realizing their spirit I’m sure those slaves didn’t question the matter with ‘if’ but ‘when.’

Although I didn’t vote for President elect Obama I am happy to say my country took a gigantic step toward healing the wounds of those Georgetown slaves, those who marched across the Edmund Pettus Bridge and those who braved the fire hoses of Birmingham.

I just wish Dr. King could have been here to see it.

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