2004 Dem Convention

Tonight is a particular honor for me because, let’s face it, my presence on this stage is pretty unlikely. My father was a foreign student, born and raised in a small village in Kenya. He grew up herding goats, went to school in a tin-roof shack. His father — my grandfather — was a cook, a domestic servant to the British

If Senator Obama says words matter then here are his. Keep in mind, while reading this next passage of Cosmic Debre Senator Obama has done very little if anything to follow thru on any of it.

That is the true genius of America, a faith — a faith in simple dreams, an insistence on small miracles; that we can tuck in our children at night and know that they are fed and clothed and safe from harm; that we can say what we think, write what we think, without hearing a sudden knock on the door; that we can have an idea and start our own business without paying a bribe; that we can participate in the political process without fear of retribution, and that our votes will be counted — at least most of the time.

http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/convention2004/barackobama2004dnc.htm

Cosmik Debris

The mystery man came over
And he said Im outta sight!
He said for a nominal service charge
I could reach nirvana tonight
If I was ready, willing and able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of
His pressing affairs and devote
His attention to me

http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/convention2004/barackobama2004dnc.htm