Hillary Clinton’s speech at the Dems convention
Hillary Clinton’s speech at the Dems convention
Tue Aug 26, 11:44 PM ET
Remarks of New York Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton, for her address to the Democratic National Convention on Tuesday night in Denver:
I am honored to be here tonight. A proud mother. A proud Democrat. A proud American. And a proud supporter of Barack Obama.
My friends, it is time to take back the country we love.
Whether you voted for me, or voted for Barack, the time is now to unite as a single party with a single purpose. We are on the same team, and none of us can sit on the sidelines.
This is a fight for the future. And it’s a fight we must win.
I haven’t spent the past 35 years in the trenches advocating for children, campaigning for universal health care, helping parents balance work and family, and fighting for women’s rights at home and around the world … to see another Republican in the White House squander the promise of our country and the hopes of our people.
And you haven’t worked so hard over the last 18 months, or endured the last eight years, to suffer through more failed leadership.
No way. No how. No McCain.
Barack Obama is my candidate. And he must be our president.
Tonight we need to remember what a presidential election is really about. When the polls have closed, and the ads are finally off the air, it comes down to you — the American people, your lives, and your children’s futures.
For me, it’s been a privilege to meet you in your homes, your workplaces, and your communities. Your stories reminded me everyday that America’s greatness is bound up in the lives of the American people — your hard work, your devotion to duty, your love for your children, and your determination to keep going, often in the face of enormous obstacles.
You taught me so much, you made me laugh, and … you even made me cry. You allowed me to become part of your lives. And you became part of mine.
I will always remember the single mom who had adopted two kids with autism, didn’t have health insurance and discovered she had cancer. But she greeted me with her bald head painted with my name on it and asked me to fight for health care.
I will always remember the young man in a Marine Corps T-shirt who waited months for medical care and said to me: “Take care of my buddies; a lot of them are still over there … and then will you please help take care of me?”
I will always remember the boy who told me his mom worked for the minimum wage and that her employer had cut her hours. He said he just didn’t know what his family was going to do.
I will always be grateful to everyone from all fifty states, Puerto Rico and the territories, who joined our campaign on behalf of all those people left out and left behind by the Bush Administration.
To my supporters, my champions — my sisterhood of the traveling pantsuits — from the bottom of my heart: Thank you.
You never gave in. You never gave up. And together we made history.
Along the way, America lost two great Democratic champions who would have been here with us tonight. One of our finest young leaders, Arkansas Democratic Party Chair, Bill Gwatney, who believed with all his heart that America and the South could be and should be Democratic from top to bottom.
And Congresswoman Stephanie Tubbs Jones, a dear friend to many of us, a loving mother and courageous leader who never gave up her quest to make America fairer and smarter, stronger and better. Steadfast in her beliefs, a fighter of uncommon grace, she was an inspiration to me and to us all.
Our heart goes out to Stephanie’s son, Mervyn, Jr., and Bill’s wife, Rebecca, who traveled to Denver to join us at our convention.
Bill and Stephanie knew that after eight years of George Bush, people are hurting at home, and our standing has eroded around the world. We have a lot of work ahead.
Jobs lost, houses gone, falling wages, rising prices. The Supreme Court in a right-wing headlock and our government in partisan gridlock. The biggest deficit in our nation’s history. Money borrowed from the Chinese to buy oil from the Saudis.
Putin and Georgia, Iraq and Iran.
I ran for president to renew the promise of America. To rebuild the middle class and sustain the American Dream, to provide the opportunity to work hard and have that work rewarded, to save for college, a home and retirement, to afford the gas and groceries and still have a little left over each month.
To promote a clean energy economy that will create millions of green collar jobs.
To create a health care system that is universal, high quality, and affordable so that parents no longer have to choose between care for themselves or their children or be stuck in dead end jobs simply to keep their insurance.
To create a world class education system and make college affordable again.
To fight for an America defined by deep and meaningful equality — from civil rights to labor rights, from women’s rights to gay rights, from ending discrimination to promoting unionization to providing help for the most important job there is: caring for our families. To help every child live up to his or her God-given potential.
To make America once again a nation of immigrants and a nation of laws.
To bring fiscal sanity back to Washington and make our government an instrument of the public good, not of private plunder.
To restore America’s standing in the world, to end the war in Iraq, bring our troops home and honor their service by caring for our veterans.
And to join with our allies to confront our shared challenges, from poverty and genocide to terrorism and global warming.
Most of all, I ran to stand up for all those who have been invisible to their government for eight long years.
Those are the reasons I ran for president. Those are the reasons I support Barack Obama. And those are the reasons you should too.
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 boy and his mom surviving on the minimum wage? Were you in it for all the people in this country who feel invisible?
We need leaders once again who can tap into that special blend of American confidence and optimism that has enabled generations before us to meet our toughest challenges. Leaders who can help us show ourselves and the world that with our ingenuity, creativity, and innovative spirit, there are no limits to what is possible in America.
This won’t be easy. Progress never is. But it will be impossible if we don’t fight to put a Democrat in the White House.
We need to elect Barack Obama because we need a President who understands that America can’t compete in a global economy by padding the pockets of energy speculators, while ignoring the workers whose jobs have been shipped overseas. We need a president who understands that we can’t solve the problems of global warming by giving windfall profits to the oil companies while ignoring opportunities to invest in new technologies that will build a green economy.
We need a President who understands that the genius of America has always depended on the strength and vitality of the middle class.
Barack Obama began his career fighting for workers displaced by the global economy. He built his campaign on a fundamental belief that change in this country must start from the ground up, not the top down. He knows government must be about “We the people” not “We the favored few.”
And when Barack Obama is in the White House, he’ll revitalize our economy, defend the working people of America, and meet the global challenges of our time. Democrats know how to do this. As I recall, President Clinton and the Democrats did it before. And President Obama and the Democrats will do it again.
He’ll transform our energy agenda by creating millions of green jobs and building a new, clean energy future. He’ll make sure that middle class families get the tax relief they deserve. And I can’t wait to watch Barack Obama sign a health care plan into law that covers every single American.
Barack Obama will end the war in Iraq responsibly and bring our troops home _a first step to repairing our alliances around the world.
And he will have with him a terrific partner in Michelle Obama. Anyone who saw Michelle’s speech last night knows she will be a great first lady for America.
Americans are also fortunate that Joe Biden will be at Barack Obama’s side. He is a strong leader and a good man. He understands both the economic stresses here at home and the strategic challenges abroad. He is pragmatic, tough, and wise. And, of course, Joe will be supported by his wonderful wife, Jill.
They will be a great team for our country.
Now, John McCain is my colleague and my friend.
He has served our country with honor and courage.
But we don’t need four more years … of the last eight years.
More economic stagnation … and less affordable health care.
More high gas prices … and less alternative energy.
More jobs getting shipped overseas … and fewer jobs created here.
More skyrocketing debt … home foreclosures … and mounting bills that are crushing our middle class families.
More war … less diplomacy.
More of a government where the privileged come first … and everyone else comes last.
John McCain says the economy is fundamentally sound. John McCain doesn’t think that 47 million people without health insurance is a crisis. John McCain wants to privatize Social Security. And in 2008, he still thinks it’s OK when women don’t earn equal pay for equal work.
With an agenda like that, it makes sense that George Bush and John McCain will be together next week in the Twin Cities. Because these days they’re awfully hard to tell apart.
America is still around after 232 years because we have risen to the challenge of every new time, changing to be faithful to our values of equal opportunity for all and the common good.
And I know what that can mean for every man, woman, and child in America. I’m a United States senator because in 1848 a group of courageous women and a few brave men gathered in Seneca Falls, New York, many traveling for days and nights, to participate in the first convention on women’s rights in our history.
And so dawned a struggle for the right to vote that would last 72 years, handed down by mother to daughter to granddaughter — and a few sons and grandsons along the way.
These women and men looked into their daughters’ eyes, imagined a fairer and freer world, and found the strength to fight. To rally and picket. To endure ridicule and harassment. To brave violence and jail.
And after so many decades — 88 years ago on this very day — the 19th amendment guaranteeing women the right to vote would be forever enshrined in our Constitution.
My mother was born before women could vote. But in this election my daughter got to vote for her mother for president.
This is the story of America. Of women and men who defy the odds and never give up.
How do we give this country back to them?
By following the example of a brave New Yorker, a woman who risked her life to shepherd slaves along the Underground Railroad.
And on that path to freedom, Harriet Tubman had one piece of advice.
If you hear the dogs, keep going.
If you see the torches in the woods, keep going.
If they’re shouting after you, keep going.
Don’t ever stop. Keep going.
If you want a taste of freedom, keep going.
Even in the darkest of moments, ordinary Americans have found the faith to keep going.
I’ve seen it in you. I’ve seen it in our teachers and firefighters, nurses and police officers, small business owners and union workers, the men and women of our military — you always keep going.
We are Americans. We’re not big on quitting.
But remember, before we can keep going, we have to get going by electing Barack Obama president.
We don’t have a moment to lose or a vote to spare.
Nothing less than the fate of our nation and the future of our children hang in the balance.
I want you to think about your children and grandchildren come election day. And think about the choices your parents and grandparents made that had such a big impact on your life and on the life of our nation.
We’ve got to ensure that the choice we make in this election honors the sacrifices of all who came before us, and will fill the lives of our children with possibility and hope.
That is our duty, to build that bright future, and to teach our children that in America there is no chasm too deep, no barrier too great — and no ceiling too high — for all who work hard, never back down, always keep going, have faith in God, in our country, and in each other.
Thank you so much. God bless America and Godspeed to you all.
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Barack Obama’s convention address
Barack Obama’s convention address
By The Associated Press Thu Aug 28, 10:21 PM ET
DENVER – Prepared remarks of Sen. Barack Obama for his address to the Democratic National Convention on Thursday night in Denver, as released by the campaign:
To Chairman Dean and my great friend Dick Durbin, and to all my fellow citizens of this great nation: With profound gratitude and great humility, I accept your nomination for the presidency of the United States.
Let me express my thanks to the historic slate of candidates who accompanied me on this journey, and especially the one who traveled the farthest_ a champion for working Americans and an inspiration to my daughters and to yours — Hillary Rodham Clinton. To President Clinton, who last night made the case for change as only he can make it; to Ted Kennedy, who embodies the spirit of service; and to the next vice president of the United States, Joe Biden, I thank you. I am grateful to finish this journey with one of the finest statesmen of our time, a man at ease with everyone from world leaders to the conductors on the Amtrak train he still takes home every night.
To the love of my life, our next first lady, Michelle Obama, and to Sasha and Malia, I love you so much, and I’m so proud of all of you.
Four years ago, I stood before you and told you my story of the brief union between a young man from Kenya and a young woman from Kansas who weren’t well-off or well-known, but shared a belief that in America, their son could achieve whatever he put his mind to.
It is that promise that has always set this country apart, that through hard work and sacrifice, each of us can pursue our individual dreams but still come together as one American family, to ensure that the next generation can pursue their dreams as well.
That’s why I stand here tonight. Because for 232 years, at each moment when that promise was in jeopardy, ordinary men and women, students and soldiers, farmers and teachers, nurses and janitors, found the courage to keep it alive.
We meet at one of those defining moments, a moment when our nation is at war, our economy is in turmoil, and the American promise has been threatened once more.
Tonight, more Americans are out of work, and more are working harder for less. More of you have lost your homes, and even more are watching your home values plummet. More of you have cars you can’t afford to drive, credit card bills you can’t afford to pay, and tuition that’s beyond your reach.
These challenges are not all of government’s making. But the failure to respond is a direct result of a broken politics in Washington and the failed policies of George W. Bush.
America, we are better than these last eight years. We are a better country than this.
This country is more decent than one where a woman in Ohio, on the brink of retirement, finds herself one illness away from disaster after a lifetime of hard work.
This country is more generous than one where a man in Indiana has to pack up the equipment he’s worked on for twenty years and watch it shipped off to China, and then chokes up as he explains how he felt like a failure when he went home to tell his family the news.
We are more compassionate than a government that lets veterans sleep on our streets and families slide into poverty; that sits on its hands while a major American city drowns before our eyes.
Tonight, I say to the American people, to Democrats and Republicans and Independents across this great land: enough! This moment, this election is our chance to keep, in the 21st century, the American promise alive. Because next week, in Minnesota, the same party that brought you two terms of George Bush and Dick Cheney will ask this country for a third. And we are here because we love this country too much to let the next four years look like the last eight. On Nov. 4, we must stand up and say: “Eight is enough.”
Now let there be no doubt. The Republican nominee, John McCain, has worn the uniform of our country with bravery and distinction, and for that, we owe him our gratitude and respect. And next week, we’ll also hear about those occasions when he’s broken with his party as evidence that he can deliver the change that we need.
But the record’s clear: John McCain has voted with George Bush 90 percent of the time. Senator McCain likes to talk about judgment, but really, what does it say about your judgment when you think George Bush has been right more than ninety percent of the time? I don’t know about you, but I’m not ready to take a ten percent chance on change.
The truth is, on issue after issue that would make a difference in your lives, on health care and education and the economy, Senator McCain has been anything but independent. He said that our economy has made “great progress” under this president. He said that the fundamentals of the economy are strong. And when one of his chief advisers, the man who wrote his economic plan, was talking about the anxiety Americans are feeling, he said that we were just suffering from a “mental recession,” and that we’ve become, and I quote, “a nation of whiners.”
A nation of whiners? Tell that to the proud auto workers at a Michigan plant who, after they found out it was closing, kept showing up every day and working as hard as ever, because they knew there were people who counted on the brakes that they made. Tell that to the military families who shoulder their burdens silently as they watch their loved ones leave for their third or fourth or fifth tour of duty. These are not whiners. They work hard and give back and keep going without complaint. These are the Americans that I know.
Now, I don’t believe that Senator McCain doesn’t care what’s going on in the lives of Americans. I just think he doesn’t know. Why else would he define middle-class as someone making under $5 million a year? How else could he propose hundreds of billions in tax breaks for big corporations and oil companies but not one penny of tax relief to more than 100 million Americans? How else could he offer a health care plan that would actually tax people’s benefits, or an education plan that would do nothing to help families pay for college, or a plan that would privatize Social Security and gamble your retirement?
It’s not because John McCain doesn’t care. It’s because John McCain doesn’t get it.
For over two decades, he’s subscribed to that old, discredited Republican philosophy — give more and more to those with the most and hope that prosperity trickles down to everyone else. In Washington, they call this the Ownership Society, but what it really means is, you’re on your own. Out of work? Tough luck. No health care? The market will fix it. Born into poverty? Pull yourself up by your own bootstraps, even if you don’t have boots. You’re on your own.
Well, it’s time for them to own their failure. It’s time for us to change America.
You see, we Democrats have a very different measure of what constitutes progress in this country.
We measure progress by how many people can find a job that pays the mortgage; whether you can put a little extra money away at the end of each month so you can someday watch your child receive her college diploma. We measure progress in the 23 million new jobs that were created when Bill Clinton was president, when the average American family saw its income go up $7,500 instead of down $2,000, like it has under George Bush.
We measure the strength of our economy not by the number of billionaires we have or the profits of the Fortune 500, but by whether someone with a good idea can take a risk and start a new business, or whether the waitress who lives on tips can take a day off to look after a sick kid without losing her job an economy that honors the dignity of work.
The fundamentals we use to measure economic strength are whether we are living up to that fundamental promise that has made this country great, a promise that is the only reason I am standing here tonight.
Because in the faces of those young veterans who come back from Iraq and Afghanistan, I see my grandfather, who signed up after Pearl Harbor, marched in Patton’s Army and was rewarded by a grateful nation with the chance to go to college on the GI Bill.
In the face of that young student who sleeps just three hours before working the night shift, I think about my mom, who raised my sister and me on her own while she worked and earned her degree; who once turned to food stamps but was still able to send us to the best schools in the country with the help of student loans and scholarships.
When I listen to another worker tell me that his factory has shut down, I remember all those men and women on the South Side of Chicago who I stood by and fought for two decades ago after the local steel plant closed.
And when I hear a woman talk about the difficulties of starting her own business, I think about my grandmother, who worked her way up from the secretarial pool to middle-management, despite years of being passed over for promotions because she was a woman. She’s the one who taught me about hard work. She’s the one who put off buying a new car or a new dress for herself so that I could have a better life. She poured everything she had into me. And although she can no longer travel, I know that she’s watching tonight, and that tonight is her night as well.
I don’t know what kind of lives John McCain thinks that celebrities lead, but this has been mine. These are my heroes. Theirs are the stories that shaped me. And it is on their behalf that I intend to win this election and keep our promise alive as president of the United States.
What is that promise?
It’s a promise that says each of us has the freedom to make of our own lives what we will, but that we also have the obligation to treat each other with dignity and respect.
It’s a promise that says the market should reward drive and innovation and generate growth, but that businesses should live up to their responsibilities to create American jobs, look out for American workers, and play by the rules of the road.
Ours is a promise that says government cannot solve all our problems, but what it should do is that which we cannot do for ourselves, protect us from harm and provide every child a decent education; keep our water clean and our toys safe; invest in new schools and new roads and new science and technology.
Our government should work for us, not against us. It should help us, not hurt us. It should ensure opportunity, not just for those with the most money and influence, but for every American who’s willing to work.
That’s the promise of America, the idea that we are responsible for ourselves, but that we also rise or fall as one nation; the fundamental belief that I am my brother’s keeper; I am my sister’s keeper.
That’s the promise we need to keep. That’s the change we need right now. So let me spell out exactly what that change would mean if I am president.
Change means a tax code that doesn’t reward the lobbyists who wrote it, but the American workers and small businesses who deserve it.
Unlike John McCain, I will stop giving tax breaks to corporations that ship jobs overseas, and I will start giving them to companies that create good jobs right here in America.
I will eliminate capital gains taxes for the small businesses and the startups that will create the high-wage, high-tech jobs of tomorrow.
I will cut taxes — cut taxes for 95% of all working families. Because in an economy like this, the last thing we should do is raise taxes on the middle-class.
And for the sake of our economy, our security, and the future of our planet, I will set a clear goal as president: In ten years, we will finally end our dependence on oil from the Middle East.
Washington’s been talking about our oil addiction for the last thirty years, and John McCain has been there for twenty-six of them. In that time, he’s said no to higher fuel-efficiency standards for cars, no to investments in renewable energy, no to renewable fuels. And today, we import triple the amount of oil as the day that Senator McCain took office.
Now is the time to end this addiction, and to understand that drilling is a stopgap measure, not a long-term solution. Not even close.
As president, I will tap our natural gas reserves, invest in clean coal technology, and find ways to safely harness nuclear power. I’ll help our auto companies retool, so that the fuel-efficient cars of the future are built right here in America. I’ll make it easier for the American people to afford these new cars. And I’ll invest 150 billion dollars over the next decade in affordable, renewable sources of energy; wind power and solar power and the next generation of biofuels; an investment that will lead to new industries and 5 million new jobs that pay well and can’t ever be outsourced.
America, now is not the time for small plans.
Now is the time to finally meet our moral obligation to provide every child a world-class education, because it will take nothing less to compete in the global economy. Michelle and I are only here tonight because we were given a chance at an education. And I will not settle for an America where some kids don’t have that chance. I’ll invest in early childhood education. I’ll recruit an army of new teachers, and pay them higher salaries and give them more support. And in exchange, I’ll ask for higher standards and more accountability. And we will keep our promise to every young American — if you commit to serving your community or your country, we will make sure you can afford a college education.
Now is the time to finally keep the promise of affordable, accessible health care for every single American. If you have health care, my plan will lower your premiums. If you don’t, you’ll be able to get the same kind of coverage that members of Congress give themselves. And as someone who watched my mother argue with insurance companies while she lay in bed dying of cancer, I will make certain those companies stop discriminating against those who are sick and need care the most.
Now is the time to help families with paid sick days and better family leave, because nobody in America should have to choose between keeping their jobs and caring for a sick child or ailing parent.
Now is the time to change our bankruptcy laws, so that your pensions are protected ahead of CEO bonuses; and the time to protect Social Security for future generations.
And now is the time to keep the promise of equal pay for an equal day’s work, because I want my daughters to have exactly the same opportunities as your sons.
Now, many of these plans will cost money, which is why I’ve laid out how I’ll pay for every dime, by closing corporate loopholes and tax havens that don’t help America grow. But I will also go through the federal budget, line by line, eliminating programs that no longer work and making the ones we do need work better and cost less because we cannot meet 21st century challenges with a 20th century bureaucracy.
And Democrats, we must also admit that fulfilling America’s promise will require more than just money. It will require a renewed sense of responsibility from each of us to recover what John F. Kennedy called our “intellectual and moral strength.” Yes, government must lead on energy independence, but each of us must do our part to make our homes and businesses more efficient. Yes, we must provide more ladders to success for young men who fall into lives of crime and despair. But we must also admit that programs alone can’t replace parents; that government can’t turn off the television and make a child do her homework; that fathers must take more responsibility for providing the love and guidance their children need.
Individual responsibility and mutual responsibility — that’s the essence of America’s promise.
And just as we keep our keep our promise to the next generation here at home, so must we keep America’s promise abroad. If John McCain wants to have a debate about who has the temperament, and judgment, to serve as the next commander in chief, that’s a debate I’m ready to have.
For while Senator McCain was turning his sights to Iraq just days after 9/11, I stood up and opposed this war, knowing that it would distract us from the real threats we face. When John McCain said we could just “muddle through” in Afghanistan, I argued for more resources and more troops to finish the fight against the terrorists who actually attacked us on 9/11, and made clear that we must take out Osama bin Laden and his lieutenants if we have them in our sights. John McCain likes to say that he’ll follow bin Laden to the Gates of Hell, but he won’t even go to the cave where he lives.
And today, as my call for a time frame to remove our troops from Iraq has been echoed by the Iraqi government and even the Bush administration, even after we learned that Iraq has a $79 billion surplus while we’re wallowing in deficits, John McCain stands alone in his stubborn refusal to end a misguided war.
That’s not the judgment we need. That won’t keep America safe. We need a president who can face the threats of the future, not keep grasping at the ideas of the past.
You don’t defeat a terrorist network that operates in 80 countries by occupying Iraq. You don’t protect Israel and deter Iran just by talking tough in Washington. You can’t truly stand up for Georgia when you’ve strained our oldest alliances. If John McCain wants to follow George Bush with more tough talk and bad strategy, that is his choice, but it is not the change we need.
We are the party of Roosevelt. We are the party of Kennedy. So don’t tell me that Democrats won’t defend this country. Don’t tell me that Democrats won’t keep us safe. The Bush-McCain foreign policy has squandered the legacy that generations of Americans — Democrats and Republicans have built, and we are here to restore that legacy.
As commander in chief, I will never hesitate to defend this nation, but I will only send our troops into harm’s way with a clear mission and a sacred commitment to give them the equipment they need in battle and the care and benefits they deserve when they come home.
I will end this war in Iraq responsibly and finish the fight against al-Qaida and the Taliban in Afghanistan. I will rebuild our military to meet future conflicts. But I will also renew the tough, direct diplomacy that can prevent Iran from obtaining nuclear weapons and curb Russian aggression. I will build new partnerships to defeat the threats of the 21st century: terrorism and nuclear proliferation; poverty and genocide; climate change and disease. And I will restore our moral standing, so that America is once again that last, best hope for all who are called to the cause of freedom, who long for lives of peace, and who yearn for a better future.
These are the policies I will pursue. And in the weeks ahead, I look forward to debating them with John McCain.
But what I will not do is suggest that the senator takes his positions for political purposes. Because one of the things that we have to change in our politics is the idea that people cannot disagree without challenging each other’s character and patriotism.
The times are too serious, the stakes are too high for this same partisan playbook. So let us agree that patriotism has no party. I love this country, and so do you, and so does John McCain. The men and women who serve in our battlefields may be Democrats and Republicans and Independents, but they have fought together and bled together and some died together under the same proud flag. They have not served a Red America or a Blue America, they have served the United States of America.
So I’ve got news for you, John McCain. We all put our country first.
America, our work will not be easy. The challenges we face require tough choices, and Democrats as well as Republicans will need to cast off the worn-out ideas and politics of the past. For part of what has been lost these past eight years can’t just be measured by lost wages or bigger trade deficits. What has also been lost is our sense of common purpose our sense of higher purpose. And that’s what we have to restore.
We may not agree on abortion, but surely we can agree on reducing the number of unwanted pregnancies in this country. The reality of gun ownership may be different for hunters in rural Ohio than for those plagued by gang-violence in Cleveland, but don’t tell me we can’t uphold the Second Amendment while keeping AK-47s out of the hands of criminals. I know there are differences on same-sex marriage, but surely we can agree that our gay and lesbian brothers and sisters deserve to visit the person they love in the hospital and to live lives free of discrimination. Passions fly on immigration, but I don’t know anyone who benefits when a mother is separated from her infant child or an employer undercuts American wages by hiring illegal workers. This, too, is part of America’s promise, the promise of a democracy where we can find the strength and grace to bridge divides and unite in common effort.
I know there are those who dismiss such beliefs as happy talk. They claim that our insistence on something larger, something firmer and more honest in our public life is just a Trojan horse for higher taxes and the abandonment of traditional values. And that’s to be expected. Because if you don’t have any fresh ideas, then you use stale tactics to scare the voters. If you don’t have a record to run on, then you paint your opponent as someone people should run from.
You make a big election about small things.
And you know what it’s worked before. Because it feeds into the cynicism we all have about government. When Washington doesn’t work, all its promises seem empty. If your hopes have been dashed again and again, then it’s best to stop hoping, and settle for what you already know.
I get it. I realize that I am not the likeliest candidate for this office. I don’t fit the typical pedigree, and I haven’t spent my career in the halls of Washington.
But I stand before you tonight because all across America something is stirring. What the naysayers don’t understand is that this election has never been about me. It’s been about you.
For eighteen long months, you have stood up, one by one, and said enough to the politics of the past. You understand that in this election, the greatest risk we can take is to try the same old politics with the same old players and expect a different result. You have shown what history teaches us that at defining moments like this one, the change we need doesn’t come from Washington. Change comes to Washington. Change happens because the American people demand it, because they rise up and insist on new ideas and new leadership, a new politics for a new time.
America, this is one of those moments.
I believe that as hard as it will be, the change we need is coming. Because I’ve seen it. Because I’ve lived it. I’ve seen it in Illinois, when we provided health care to more children and moved more families from welfare to work. I’ve seen it in Washington, when we worked across party lines to open up government and hold lobbyists more accountable, to give better care for our veterans and keep nuclear weapons out of terrorist hands.
And I’ve seen it in this campaign. In the young people who voted for the first time, and in those who got involved again after a very long time. In the Republicans who never thought they’d pick up a Democratic ballot, but did. I’ve seen it in the workers who would rather cut their hours back a day than see their friends lose their jobs, in the soldiers who re-enlist after losing a limb, in the good neighbors who take a stranger in when a hurricane strikes and the floodwaters rise.
This country of ours has more wealth than any nation, but that’s not what makes us rich. We have the most powerful military on Earth, but that’s not what makes us strong. Our universities and our culture are the envy of the world, but that’s not what keeps the world coming to our shores.
Instead, it is that American spirit that American promise that pushes us forward even when the path is uncertain; that binds us together in spite of our differences; that makes us fix our eye not on what is seen, but what is unseen, that better place around the bend.
That promise is our greatest inheritance. It’s a promise I make to my daughters when I tuck them in at night, and a promise that you make to yours, a promise that has led immigrants to cross oceans and pioneers to travel west; a promise that led workers to picket lines, and women to reach for the ballot.
And it is that promise that forty five years ago today, brought Americans from every corner of this land to stand together on a Mall in Washington, before Lincoln’s Memorial, and hear a young preacher from Georgia speak of his dream.
The men and women who gathered there could’ve heard many things. They could’ve heard words of anger and discord. They could’ve been told to succumb to the fear and frustration of so many dreams deferred.
But what the people heard instead, people of every creed and color, from every walk of life, is that in America, our destiny is inextricably linked. That together, our dreams can be one.
“We cannot walk alone,” the preacher cried. “And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back.”
America, we cannot turn back. Not with so much work to be done. Not with so many children to educate, and so many veterans to care for. Not with an economy to fix and cities to rebuild and farms to save. Not with so many families to protect and so many lives to mend. America, we cannot turn back. We cannot walk alone. At this moment, in this election, we must pledge once more to march into the future. Let us keep that promise, that American promise, and in the words of Scripture, hold firmly, without wavering, to the hope that we confess.
Thank you, God bless you, and God bless the United States of America.
Visiting the Homestead
Here I am at my mom’s. I haven’t been here for a while…probably last winter, maybe even last summer. I didn’t grow up here, in fact, my mom moved here about two years after I graduated high school, so I didn’t come down very often, much to her dismay. So, I’m here for a couple days, Monday evening through Thursday.
It’s actually pretty funny comparing how much resistance I had to visiting my mom to the amount of resistance I had to reading the last half of Healing the Shame that Binds you. In fact, I’m reading that while I’m down here, on the chapter of automatic thoughts, the shaming thoughts that continue to berate us, even though were no longer living in our house.
It’s amazing watching the chatter in my mind, and also seeing my mom today; really seeing my mom. A few months ago I had a tarot card reading. The cards showed that my mom has some severe attachment issues and has not let them go. She wants me to move down here, or be closer so that she can protect me. That she’s depressed, in part because she feels alone, and unnecessary in my life, but also because she is aware that I’m going through a lot and she’s not there to help me.
Amazing how our unconscious mind just takes over sometimes. I spent a while typing my journey over the past two days thinking the story was really important. Okay, so summary: I wasted a lot of time. I got upset during a phone call with my mom and wasted more time and gas driving around in circles, then broke my tape player somehow, took a nap, felt better, did a practice session, drove on, got stuck in an accident that blocked the highway, then got to my mom’s about 9 hours later than I intended.
I haven’t been here but 26 hours and I can already see how neurotic my mom is, and how similar we are. My mom has practically been babying me all weekend, especially tonight. She came in asking if I wanted the windows open or closed, and without even asking closed one and opened another, totally ignoring me saying, I can take care of it. Then, she came in asking if I wanted her to turn off the alarm clock because I mentioned it woke me up this morning. Obviously it didn’t do that good of a job, because I got out of bed three hours later. After mentioning that an alarm clock would be a good thing, she then offered to reset the time, surprised that I didn’t need her help with that either.
The spending thing: Holy fuck I’m surprised I never saw this before. Every time she comes to town (aka denver, aurora or brighton) to visit my brother, I have to go out to visit her. And, we have to go out to eat, AND, I have to pay for my own food. Every time I go to visit her, we almost always go out, for at least one meal a day. Any time I visit her, I usually spend at least $15 a day on food. Aren’t you supposed to get food when you visit your mom? Today she told me that we were going to go for a bike ride an hour earlier so we could get breakfast. Bear in mind, there are no McDonald’s out here, and the closest one costs 15% more than any in town. I looked at her and asked why we were going out. “Because I’m too lazy to cook. Why, don’t you want to go out?” Not really. “Why not?” Umm.. because I don’t have any money. (and you’d probably send me a bill for buying food). What’s wrong with peaches and cereal?
I’m looking around her room and realizing that there’s a shit load of crap all over this room. It’s all useless. She has a king sized bed with 6 underdresser drawers full of clothes. She has another 6 drawer dresser full of more clothes, two closets, also full of clothes, and a cabinet full of jewelry or something. She has a ton of boxes on top of the dresser and cabinet with tons of jewelry, two end tables full of junk and a small stand that is loaded with angel statues, religious stuff and a couple candles. If you started a candle, I’m afraid I’d light something on fire. To top it off, the ceiling is also loaded with shit, there’s a dream catcher (plus another 3 on the wall), a chinese house?, bells, a chinese pendant, wind chimes (yes, in the room), and a crystal. She also has a couple crystals hanging in the window, and one on the window drapes. There’s also a chair in the corner.
I feel a little overwhelmed in here. just in this room there’s gads more stuff than I have in my house.
As soon as I arrived, I discovered that she’d mapped out a whole itinerary for us, at least for today. Plus, we’re now going bike riding at 8 am tomorrow and Thursday. No wonder i feel so damned manic. Usually I feel much more serene.
A couple things I realized my mom always does when I visit:
- Takes me out to eat, has me pay, or gets upset if I say I don’t have money.
- Introduces me to a “really good friend” who is usually over 70 (my mom’s only 52), and I’ve never met them before or seen them in the 10 years that she’s lived here.
- Takes me to Earth Song or some other shop for some random thing that I’m sure she could live without, but insists on buying (last time it was a wooden frog thing that I assume she uses for her sound circle, but I’ve never seen it move). Today it was bird seeds for the area wild birds.
- Asks about my brother, who we both know never calls, and she has probably talked to more recently, tells me about my sister and that it’s my responsibility to make things right between us, asks about my grandmother, whom she hated and hated her, but insists that I should continue talking to her because she’s “close to the end.” and asks about my father and his latest shenanigans, wondering if we’ll ever get along, either.
- Asks about my life and never really listens, gives me advice that I’ve never asked for and tells me how to live my life.
- Tells me how messed up my financial life is, but never offers any useful advice, other than what I’m doing is wrong and that It’s never going to change.
I’m actually kind of irritated that she asked me today how much time I’m taking off. I told her a year the first three times I said anything about my LoA. After saying a year again, trying unsuccessfully to mask the distaste I had for her at the moment, she had the wherewithal to ask, “so is that a semester or a whole year?” AUGH!!!!!
Right now I feel like I’m in the hungry ghost realm. My mom spends her whole life helping other people and nurishing them. Especially old people. But she’s never had time for me. Which reminds me of her parents. I looked forward to spending a week with my grandparents when I was a kid. My brother did one year, my sister another, and finally it was my turn. They sent me to my aunt’s a day after I got there, picked me up the night before i left, and told my mom that we had a great time together. On the way home I asked why grandma and grandpa hated me. She said that they didn’t hate me, but I was too young for them. I didn’t get it then, and I still don’t get it. Now, my mom is doing the same with my nephews and neice. She’s gone up to visit them four times this year, and I’ve been told I have to come visit her on the way back. Here I am visiting her…and yeah, she want’s to do a ton of stuff, but not talk to me… The only time we talked was while we were hiking. And then, I was indirectly blamed for getting us lost because “we must have been talking too much,” and missed the turn off.
I don’t feel nurished on this trip and I want to go home. I want to see my girlfriend and hug her. I want to be near someone who wants to listen. After all, it’s only fair, right? I listened to my mom for years when she was having issues with my dad. I listened to my mom for years when she was alone after she moved away.
The tarot cards told me that she was holding me back. Hmm… Well, she’s one that may actually be able to listen. After all, she quickly adjusted when I asked her to call me Frizbie instead of Friz.
Fuck Pep Boys
Okay, there, I’ve said it. I’ve been wanting to say it for the past four months! Fuck Pep Boys. They have the worst customer service! This is now the fourth blog I’ve written about my experience with Pep Boys, from One incident. The links below are for blogs that explain the situation in detail.
The end of the story:
I called the store on Thursday morning asking if the GM was in. He, of course, was not, and the substitute did not have any knowledge of the situation. I informed him I would be in today, and wanted the situation resolved. He attempted to encourage me to come in on Friday after 8 am at which point I cut him off. I informed him that the customer should not have to come to a store for a refund at the manager’s convenience. The customer has already been inconvenienced enough at this point (almost 9 months!!!). I kept my cool with him and was very proud when I caught myself getting mad. I responded saying, I’m not mad at you, but I am very disappointed in the customer service of Pep Boys.
When I arrived, he promptly gave me cash and expressed that he didn’t want to delay the process any further than necessary by obtaining proper identification. I was also surprised that he did give me a cash refund, since I paid with credit card. He apologized several times, and although I think he was aware that I would never be back continually offered personal attention if I ever needed anything from Pep Boys.
So, Pep Boys is not a place that I would recommend. They seem to have competitive prices and do almost full service (after all, they rebuilt my axle), but they don’t deal directly with insurance (which was surprisingly a smooth process, after I filed a complaint that the representative was not returning any of my calls or emails), and seem to have really poor customer service.
Case closed on another crappy reference. I should become a service reviewer like Tom Martino and his team.
http://frizbie.wordpress.com/2008/07/23/is-it-really-worth-the-effort/
http://frizbie.wordpress.com/2008/07/09/pb-part-ii/
http://frizbie.wordpress.com/2008/07/07/hello-and-welcome-to-our-customer-service-department/
A little busy
Sorry I haven’t written much this week, it’s been a little busy. Most of my friends are starting school this week, and that’s bringing up some things for me. Not as much as I thought. I think it’s bringing up more for them. I also realized that I need to see the professors that I’ve lost trust, because they are the ones I need to prove myself to in the end. Catch 22, right? Needless to say, I have a challenge in front of me, how do I prove that I’m capable of managing my anxiety in a clinical session. Yeah, I realize I’m going to check out. After the various people I spoken with, including some of my former collegues, the therapists at work, and many of my friends, they all say the same thing, when they started they’re internship, they often questioned if they knew what they were doing. They never stayed fully present with a client, and there were some clients that they just didn’t like to stay connected to because the client had no clear boundaries.
I’m entering a profession where personal life and professional life can sometimes become very blurry. We are often dealing with our own shit, while at the same time, dealing with the multitude of projections our clients are presenting toward us. One of my friends (a former classmate) presented a dilema she is dealing with right now. She is grossly attracted to her boss and he has expressed similar feelings indirectly and non-verbally. She’s not his therapist, but she is a mentor to his two adopted children. The dilema, they project the maternal role onto her as they project the paternal onto him. The girls, coming from very difficult backgrounds would probably love to see two functional people have an ongoing relationship, especially a strong “mother and father.”
So, of course there are ethical guidlines, but then they aren’t as clear in this situation. In a therapeutic situation, if he expressed feelings of attraction, she would present that as a dynamic and work with it. This comes up quite frequently. One of my other friends had a similar issue. She’s married and was highly attracted to her therapist. I can’t see the attraction, he’s nothing like her husband, beyond the obvious foreign tie. Anyway, that being said, her and her therapist often explored her projections of a “relationship” beyond their professional relationship. She also brought it up in our group as something she was working through.
So relationships come up quite frequently in a therapeutic setting. That’s why they have ethical codes of conduct, as well as legal directorates (is that the right word?). Dual relationships. I had to work with that dynamic a lot when I was a supervisor. It really sucked, because I often heard from one friend, and former supervisor that it was okay. She saw a lot of people doing it, including the program director. On the other hand, I also heard from another friend and former supervisor (who had been married once, but didn’t like sex, and rarely found attraction in the opposite sex, she also saw women as flaky, especially the ones I liked) would tell me not to do it, because I was their supervisor, direct or indirect. That because I was a supervisor, it was a division of power. Yet, I often saw other supervisors dating their coworkers… it was really frustrating.
Needless to say, I didn’t date, and remained single. I rarely went out with people, became almost masoginistic, and very closed. I almost forgot how to communicate with the opposite sex…and in some ways, I did. The closest thing I came to sex was a really good friend of mine that we have been friends with bene’s for a long time. I recently ended that relationship because I often saw her wanting more than just the occasional evening fling. I wasn’t attracted to her.
I also had a thing for married women for a while. I realize what spurred that dynamic. Married women are the perfect relationship, right? They have a husband that takes care of them, they have children with, he’s responsible for all of the important things. Often, some of the married women I’ve been around have also covered whatever we did together, on his tab of course. They are often emotionally unappreciated, and so I could provide that for them. Some I became overly attached. There was one, she had a really rough marriage. The last I heard, she was separated, working and living on her own, and beginning a new life, one that I helped her step into, it seemed (that’s how she presented it to me). We often went out after class (she was one of my TKD students) with some of our friends, and they all said we looked good together. She was petite, often complained that she was too old and fat for someone like me (she was 35 and looked great, with just a small pooch of a stomach, kinda like the pot belly that Bruce Willis’ girl from Pulp Fiction wanted). She always wore pink things, and had a silver Jeep Liberty. She was amazing. We almost kissed on several occasions, and it was difficult restraining myself. God that summer at Eliches was the best!
Obviously things didn’t work out. Like I said, the last I heard from her, she wanted to start seeing me more often. I didn’t get the email until almost six months after she sent it, and she never responded to my reply.
Now there’s a new issue. An ex of mine (one that I’ve been friends with since high school, mostly, but we lived together for almost six months after breaking up). I loved sex with her, at least before the anxiety and stress kicked into the relationship. Back then, I really didn’t know how to deal with it, and it interfered with my ability to properly satisfy, which then compounded the issue. She was one of the few people that I have been with that was curious, outgoing, explorative, and willing to try new things in a relationship. She introduced me to S&M, and got me into writing. We had a lot of great times together.
So the issue: She got married…four years ago? Every year, she tells me that theres been a problem in their relationship. We spoke for several hours one night last year, and she said she’d see a couples therapist. I guess they did, because she reported them doing better. A few weeks ago, we talked, and she said she was having issues still (the same issues). They came to a solution that seemed to benefit them both. The way she phrased it really concerned me. She can play (S&M, sex, whatever, she wasn’t specific) with whomever she wants (she’s usually good about selecting clenliness, although she did get gonorhea a while ago…but after she got married). She worded the catch as, “he just doesn’t want to know about it.” When I rephrased it, “as long as he doesn’t find out,” she became confused and didn’t see the connection. Unfortunately, this is very similar to how we broke up. He’s a great guy, deserves a lot. And she’s a great person, attractive, athletic, healthy, outgoing, and determined. The problem, he was a virgin, and she was far from it. He doesn’t know what he wants in bed, and most of what she does want, doesn’t turn him on. Our last conversation, she expressed that she wants someone like me who’s “a great lover, reads their partner, enjoys sex, and enjoys bringing satisfaction to his partner. Someone who is willing to do things that she likes.” As we got more into the conversation, she cautioned, “but I don’t want to bring you into the middle of this.” After she practically offered to have sex with me.
I know it would be bad if I did, and the alarms went off. But then I realize, I haven’t had sex since March, maybe even February. The person I was with was completely unsatisfied with her body, and constantly drew attention to her flaws, the same flaws I tried to express were beautiful. Okay, so we were both dealing with confidence issues. But I didn’t have a problem satisfying her, at least that’s what she said. (slight grin)
Sex, relationships, phew… And to think, I want to do couples counseling. BTW, this was just going to be a brief, sorry I’ve not written anything lately, but…