Gabby Giffords said that sometimes it’s a fight for her to find the words. That’s how I feel this morning. How to describe what I feel? It’s a struggle, and that’s unusual for me. But I can say some of what we were given last night:
Obama decimated the illusion of normalcy that has kept this horror of a man in power, with a speech that was as great as any ever delivered, by anyone.
Kamala showed the whole nation why “Joyful Warrior” is exactly right for her, and how completely wrong the Mean Prosecutor tag is. Even more, she (and this she shares with Michelle Obama) showed that fierce brilliance in a women does not eradicate our capacity for warmth and humor.
And the entire evening showed both the possibilities of the future (I loved that younger people were often the speakers for the movements of our time) as well as what we owe past fighters — from Black women activists (thank you, Kamala) to the indomitable, irreplaceable Hillary, to (this will be surprising to some) Joe Biden. There are many ways to fight, and some revolutions are quieter than others.
What I feel? I do have a few words: a mixture of elation, inspiration, grief over what has been taken from us — what we have allowed to be taken from us — and fear that although it surely can be restored….it may well not be. Never have the best and the worst shown their faces so clearly in this country.
It truly is an “inflection point” — an overused phrase that has disappointed us over and over. We need to do everything we can so that history will make it more than journalistic jargon.
We’ve been provided with an incredible gift in the leaders, both past, present and future, that can lead us out of this horror. But as every one of them said last night:
WE have to make it happen.