One Year Later

All of us have not forgotten… all of us.. . have not forgotten.


I charge you all to, take a second and reflect on the history that we witnessed on this day one year ago. A positive piece of history that we lived to witness and contribute to ( a majority of us anyway ).

Please do not be like the same misguided few, who allowed for a second term of foolishness to take place five years ago. A term that set us up for the current turmoil of which we are faced with (some of us moreso affected than others). It is those same people, who either turned their backs at the polls in Virginia and New Jersey yesterday… or quite frankly just were not educated enough to know, that those polls are just as important as the one that took place on this date last year. Please do not be like the grossly impatient number of individuals who, a year later, don’t see the positive steps that have been made (albeit minor and hard to see by the untrained eye)… that choose to utter: “I voted for change, and it has not come / or has been a change for the worse.” It is to those very people that I say the same thing of which I and countless others, even OUR President himself said when he was elected, in some way or another:

– 8 years of screw-ups can NOT be repaired in one year
– 8 years of screw-ups can NOT be repaired in one term of office
– 8 years of screw-ups CAN be righted with the right choice (then) and continued better choices in the future

Don’t give up on the right choice. Don’t forget why you made the decision you made then.

Don’t let this day go by, without at least remembering what happened 1 year ago today.

Where you were. Who you were with. How you felt. And why, it is you felt that way.

REMEMBER . RELISH . and then RECOGNIZE [what has happened, what needs to happen and how we need to move, in order to get there]


5 thoughts on “One Year Later

  1. Hi Pure, after reading this piece, it took my back one year ago. I remember being on Facebook when it was confirmed that he won the presidency and how “some” of my “friends” weren’t too happy with the results. Some saying that they were about to move to Canada….statements that pretty much let us all know that they weren’t happy with the outcome.

    In addition to that, you would also hear them go on about how everything would go downhill if here to take office. Excuse me, but how much lower could we get? I mean, we were already at the bottom. All we could do was go up.

    And like you said, yes, things like this can’t take place on the drop of a dime. It takes time for things to turn around. And I feel that if he does turn everything around, “some” people will still not be satisfied.

    So for the ones that are unhappy and will continue to be until 2016, move to Canada. Thanks.

  2. You know what Levi:

    Its funny you should say that, because I kept saying that if he would have lost, I was moving to Canada. Because the nation and the world were in trouble, lol. See here’s my thing. I’m a democrat and proud to be one. And I don’t hate republicans. I just don’t understand them. Actually some of their core “values”/beliefs/ and stances… I understand and halfway agree with. But what I do not get are the ULTRA-conservative Republicans. They frighten me. Our new president won, because of those same types of republicans completely shunning the more moderate one’s. Last year’s election crossed party lines, probably like none before. It’s like even if you didn’t fully believe or back Barack, look at your alternative. And view it rationally. In fact, if you pay attention to what’s going on in the republican party, its a silent civil war happening. Between the “naturalists” if you will and the moderates. Until that gets solved, the republican voter is going to be real disappointed for a long time. Because the ultra-conservatives are not adapting to the times at all. In fact, they blatantly refute the thought of changing. And are damn near, cursing the moderate “republican” official/candidate. Its crazy to watch.


    11/4/2008 was truly, truly a great day for me and mines. Only time will tell if it turns out to TRULY be the right choice, but in the short term it clearly was. For a number of reasons. I definitely appreciate your reply though good sir. And your last line… priceless, lol.

  3. I remember being a little girl when Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was assignated and it was the 1st time in my young life that I ever saw my mother cry. My mother had been through some SHIT in her time, but never did I see her break until that day. It made me wonder who this man was that his death could make my mommy cry. Later on I realize that not only was it the death of that man per se, but the MAGNITUDE of what his killing meant. The hope that it extinguished in many. The reminder that the more things changed the more they stayed the same.

    However, we moved on. And fought and stumbled and messed up and got back on track again and now here when I am the adult and my step-daughter is learning about American politics, we have the chance for history to be made with the 1st Black president and I remember the energy, the love, the hope, the anticipation in the voting area where I live and it just made me so damn proud to be a Black woman in this millenium in a way that I had not really taken notice to before. Still gives me goosebumps.

  4. Guess I’ll reply, lol. Thanks again Levi and Queen for coming thru.

    Let’s see, well at first I was thinking about the 2004 election. And how much of a slam dunk I thought that one would be, after the Shrub’s 1st term. And the complete disbelief I felt afterwards, like how did “America get this wrong?” So I was kind of guardedly optimistic during the ’08 election.

    But like Queen said, the energy, the hope that was kind of around the whole thing once the primaries were over, was unreal. Like I’ve lived through a couple of events in recent history, but this was unparalleled. I still recall going to the polls with the misses, and seeing all of the faces that actually appeared GENUINELY happy and proud to be voting for change of enormous proportions.


    Then that night, watching the political coverage as states’ numbers came in and again trying to remain guardedly optimistic. Then that first notice came in (I forget the state, but it showed how he had the number of votes needed to be named the winner). The misses, was like “Oh My God… he just won.” And I refused to accept it, until I turned the channel and it was said there. Then I turned again, and it said the same. And the feeling that resulted was unexplained.

    I really do think I’m getting soft in my aging, because something just make me emotional. Not boo-hooing but you know when your eyes try to water. Anyway. I literally think I was cheesing and just shaking my head for a couple hours str8. Then the phone was ringing non-stop. And the best calls were from parents, aunts and uncles, and GRANDPARENTS especially. I have NEVER smiled harder than when the misses’ grandmother called. You could just feel how soul-stirring of an event this was, by the tone of her voice. The “Halleleujah’s” and “Thank You Jesus’s,” didn’t hurt either. Simply amazing.

  5. wow! I love you for SOOOOOOOOO many reasons already this just ads MORE icing to the cake.

    Now, I worked tirelessly at the polls on that day. I still have very mixed feelings about a) working the polls and b) living in a place that does not have a “designated” celebration spot for random events.

    New York has “Times Square” and there are such places at many large cities all over the country. Los Angeles doesn’t have “that spot” to run to when there is a massive need to gather for a specific purpose.

    I have worked the polls for a few years and it has always been a very tiring, yet rewarding experience. I have enjoyed being a part of the process of our democracy and have been very proud of my role in this process. Yet there is a part of me that is selfish. I was SUCH A HUGE Barack Obama supporter, and working the polls on November 4, 2008 was like subjecting myself voluntarily into an information vacuum. No one was allowed to discuss how the candidates were doing, there was no access to television or radio, and all we did was process until late into the night.

    I was hoping that my friends and loved ones would text me updates throughout the day, but most assumed I would be on top of all the information since I had been “on top of it” for the vast majority of the campaign.

    I remember having such hope, such optimism, and having so many amazing feelings as a result of this life-changing historical event. I remember feeling that truly anything is possible and that our country must have realized that the time had come for a new direction. I remember being so proud that a country that was weighted down with a horrible history could find a way to rise above their haunted past to come together and vote for a man of color. I remember being in awe of such a poignant moment and when I finally drove home (listening to his final words as they played on the radio) I was totally overcome with emotion.

    I realize that I will never forget that day, nor the day that I stood with millions of people at the Inauguration. I realize that it will take time to turn this ship around in order to move towards a more productive and prosperous journey. I also realize that Barack Obama, POTUS, continues to make history and that his ideals are much loftier than he may ever be able to reach in his lifetime…yet at the same time, he will inspire many MANY generations to come…and it is my hope that they will continue to carry his torch of unyielding optimism forward into a new millennium. I also realize, that somehow, in some way, he has figured out a way to take a healthcare reform bill much further than anyone else has in the past 50 years…and that in the midst of these turbulent times, it is more important than ever to stay the course and stick with our choice, America’s choice, and move towards a better, brighter future…together.

    asante sana (thanks so much) for posting this !!!!!!

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