I have a dream

(11 am. – promoted by ek hornbeck)

Forty-five years ago tomorrow, Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. spoke these famous words on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial:

I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

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I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

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I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

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This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

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Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!”

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Tonight we nominated for President a man whose life story is truly remarkable. A man whose father abandoned him and his mother. A man who was raised largely by a single mother and his grandparents. A man who spent some of his formative years quite poor. A man who pulled himself up by his proverbial bootstraps, earned his way into our nation’s halls of power and privilege, and chose to use his talents and his life for the benefit of others.

But more than that, tonight for the first time in our nation’s history, an African American was nominated for President on a major party ticket. Our nominee is a member of a minority group that has suffered oppression and degradation at the hands of those who hold power since long before our nation was founded, a minority group that was freed from slavery 146 years ago, only to be subjected to all manner of insults, injuries, and schemes for legal discrimination. It was against that backdrop that Dr. King pronounced his dream to the world, that the lofty declarations engraved in the foundational documents of our country would some day be more than just empty phrases.

What a difference 45 years make; how much greater a difference they should have made! There is still so much work to be done, but tonight we took a tremendous step toward the fulfillment of Dr. King’s dream.

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Congratulations on your nomination for the Presidency, Senator Obama. May you have the strength and the wisdom to lead us and to heal all the wounds of our nation, racial and otherwise, and to help us all fulfill America’s promise.

3 comments

    • wiscmass on August 28, 2008 at 04:06
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  1. May you have the strength and the wisdom to lead us and to heal all the wounds of our nation, racial and otherwise, and to help us all fulfill America’s promise.

    Good seeing you wiscmass and thankyou for this.

  2. All political positioning aside and whether you agree with Obama or not, this is an important day in our history.

    Just listen to what Nezua says in his post A Hope Not Only of His Making speaking of his feeling in Denver.

    Perhaps it is just the mood of the city’s residents anyway, or maybe it’s the day. But looking around at the people of color on the bus as well as those proudly sporting Obama buttons or hawking Obama t-shirts, I experience a sudden feeling of… hope. And happiness. And it has nothing to do with the Democratic Presidential Candidate’s placards or slogans. They are laughing with each other and the mood here is noticeably charged with joy. It’s probably my imagination, but I imagine It has to do with knowing that finally, people of color in this society can see themselves represented as something other than in positions of serving, savagery, or stupidity. Those of us who are not “white” — be it black, Asian, Latino, Native American and so on — suddenly feel our own positions shift, as the cultural map shifts.

    It’s too late to go back now, and why would we? Isn’t this America? And isn’t America of and for all of us? And as I see it, today marks a time where suddenly it feels for a moment that the constantly echoed refrain of opportunity for all might perhaps have moved just a bit closer to reality.

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