1.29.2008

Toni Morrison Endorses Obama

I've been wanting to go back and read Morrison's original "Clinton is the first Black President" thing after the recent South Carolina debate and the whole SC primary bullsh*t. I never read it back in the day, and I'm tired of the moniker being bandied about seriously, when she could only (in my non-having-read-it-estimation) have been making a point metaphorically. Anyway, here's the relevant /snip/:

African-American men seemed to understand it right away. Years ago, in the middle of the Whitewater investigation, one heard the first murmurs: white skin notwithstanding, this is our first black President. Blacker than any actual black person who could ever be elected in our children's lifetime. After all, Clinton displays almost every trope of blackness: single-parent household, born poor, working-class, saxophone-playing, McDonald's-and-junk-food-loving boy from Arkansas. And when virtually all the African-American Clinton appointees began, one by one, to disappear, when the President's body, his privacy, his unpoliced sexuality became the focus of the persecution, when he was metaphorically seized and bodysearched, who could gainsay these black men who knew whereof they spoke? The message was clear "No matter how smart you are, how hard you work, how much coin you earn for us, we will put you in your place or put you out of the place you have somehow, albeit with our permission, achieved. You will be fired from your job, sent away in disgrace, and--who knows?--maybe sentenced and jailed to boot. In short, unless you do as we say (i.e., assimilate at once), your expletives belong to us."

For a large segment of the population who are not African-Americans or members of other minorities, the elusive story left visible tracks: from target sighted to attack, to criminalization, to lynching, and now, in some quarters, to crucifixion. The always and already guilty "perp" is being hunted down not by a prosecutor's obsessive application of law but by a different kind of pursuer, one who makes new laws out of the shards of those he breaks.
/snip/

So now I have this to chew on: Morrison's Obama endorsement - which poetically and pointedly rejects the Clintons. (For extra measure, let's let Christopher Hitchens chime in on the myth of Bill's affinity for Black folk).

What this means for me is something closer to home. I have a picture of me and Bill Clinton - the coup de grace: he's wearing a Stanford t-shirt - that I've kept for years. Until we had painting done recently, it hung upstairs in the hall. What to do? I dig the photo. But I'm increasingly down (have been since he was in office) about the actual policies and politics he pursued. And the prospect of him back in the White House makes my skin crawl.

1.27.2008

1.22.2008

icy-hot

it was supposed to be a quick rub-down;
calves salved - not menthol fuming

your gas-taut lungs.
nor a fuming wife

sending me to shower and change
the sheets, lest we asphyxiate.

1.15.2008

A restful, wakeful moment

Luz on my chest, slung Maya style;
Marta taking a well-earned nap.

1.04.2008

Quote of the Day

About this: "These kids make Robert Downey, Jr. look like all he had was a little cold."
- Marta