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Why Michele Obama’s DNC Speech Was Exactly What We Needed

It really is what it is

The virtual Democratic national convention kicked off on Monday evening with a celebration of the American spirit, and touching reminders of America’s greatness from sea to shining sea.

2020 is certainly one for the history books, and you have to be a witness to believe it.

The brutal reality of Covid-19, and how more than 170,000 Americans have tragically succumbed to what Trump and his goonies swore was a political hoax, staged by the “radical left” to derail the worst president ever, will have long-lasting effects for decades to come.

When it comes to the almost four years of chaos, and the stuff that nightmares are made of, thanks to the nefariousness of a rogue presidency under the tutelage of a reality TV “star” and failed businessman, who illegally mismanaged funds coming into his own family foundation — the repercussions have already taken hold.

The national narrative has been distorted by the horridness of relations from a thuggish administration that has perfected the normalization of packaged lies, that are delivered during the supposed press briefings from the compromised White House press secretary, and incoherent news conferences from the Liar-in-Chief.

As November draws closer, it’s apparent that Donald Trump will stop at nothing to win reelection.

His deplorable antics as a bullish oaf, who would love nothing more than to replicate the criminalized blueprint of murderous dictators and personal heroes like Putin and Kim Jong-un, coupled with his lethal allegiance to white supremacy, makes it imperative that Trump’s bitter defeat in November is unchallengeable.

For targeted communities, living in a minefield of hate crimes, police brutality, gun violence and deadly ingredients that allow systemic injustice to thrive at the expense of survivability, it’s intolerable to accommodate the polarizing presence of a boastful bigot.

Trump had the gall to declare out loud, that more white people are killed by police — just weeks after the horrific slaying of George Floyd, and amidst the national and worldwide protest activated in his honor.

The abusive vibes of a national terrorizer, who has been a threat to our national security from the moment he took the oath of office is exacting more harm than we can imagine.

And the weeks ahead will be even more dangerous.

Trump is rallying his troops into formation, and weaponizing his unearned power and might to exhaust our spirits with the traitorous assistance of the tools of engagement, that were designed to amplify the cowardice of seasoned trolls, including the maggot who holds the highest office in the land.

We waited hours in the night for the majestic appearance of our former first lady, and when she finally graced our screen, Michelle Obama did not let us down.

She gifted us with exactly what we needed to hear and so much more.

What we saw was starkly different from the version of Michelle Obama, who stoically and more than capably performed her assigned duties alongside her husband during the historic eight-year run as official residents in the House that she once noted was built by slaves.

We saw a well-respected and beloved figure of a party that desperately needs the reassurance of her imprint, passionately reinforce the bullet points of why waiting for the “perfect” candidate to deliver us from evil is the unrealistic goal that could literally get us killed.

Obama’s incentive for her heralded time slot was to emphasize Trump’s utter lack of leadership, and how his woeful incompetence during his horrendous presidency is due to his glaring shortcomings, and inability to selflessly empathize with those who are especially vulnerable from the debilitating consequences of an ongoing global pandemic.

“Donald Trump is the wrong president for our country. He has had more than enough time to prove that he can do the job, but he is clearly in over his head. He cannot meet this moment. He simply cannot be who we need him to be for us. It is what it is.”

Michelle Obama also reiterated her often referenced slogan, “when they go low, we go high,” by updating the evidence that proves why getting dirty from mud slinging at this stage in the game will only cause unnecessary distractions from the end goal.

And that’s something we just can’t afford!

“Going high is the only thing that works, because when we go low, when we use those same tactics of degrading and dehumanizing others, we just become part of the ugly noise that’s drowning out everything else. We degrade ourselves. We degrade the very causes for which we fight.”

My focus was solely on the messenger of truth, and it was so intense that I didn’t even notice the gold necklace around her neck, spelling out: V-O-T-E.

And she did not waver in her plea for us to do everything and anything to show up and show out in the name of our fragile democracy, that’s being massacred by the venom of white power, freely streaking the corridors of what used to be functioning valves of law and order.

“We’ve got to vote early, in person if we can. We’ve got to request our mail-in ballots right now, tonight, and send them back immediately and follow up to make sure they’re received. And then, make sure our friends and families do the same. We have got to grab our comfortable shoes, put on our masks, pack a brown bag dinner and maybe breakfast too, because we’ve got to be willing to stand in line all night if we have to.”

The former first lady didn’t forget to strongly convince naysayers and cautious skeptics about why Joe Biden, former Vice President, trusted second-in-command to her husband, and close family friend is the solid candidate, who has been groomed by personal and professional experiences to take on the insurmountable task at hand.

“His life is a testament to getting back up, and he is going to channel that same grit and passion to pick us all up, to help us heal and guide us forward.”

The immediate reaction to Michelle Obama’s heartfelt message was a general “thumbs up” and the applause over how she aptly presented Trump’s damning track record.

For me, it was her overall demeanor and the visible pain in her eyes that held my attention, as the acute sadness over this current climate of practiced hostility hovered with menace.

Michelle Obama’s sense of urgency was etched on her template, and in the weightiness of the words she conveyed. You could feel how inconsolable she was, when she and the first-ever Black president had to stomach the rituals of transfer of power, with two racist pigs, who championed the assault of the birther conspiracy.

When her speech was over, and I took a breath, my brief moment of awareness was drawn from the heightened hysteria that we’ve grown accustomed to weathering, based on the supremacy of whiteness that dictates the temperature of a country with a violent past.

We must rise up!

We have to fight like hell to make sure that Donald Trump and his soldiers of death are conquered without a trace of poisoned residue.

Michelle Obama didn’t say anything surprising or new, but it was the way she said and how she left no stone unturned. She was the antidote to combat the fatal symptoms infecting our existence.

“If you think things cannot possibly get worse, trust me, they can; and they will if we don’t make a change in this election. If we have any hope of ending this chaos, we have got to vote for Joe Biden like our lives depend on it.”

Is the Biden/Harris ticket the dream scenario that mandates the total investment that forces us to go above and beyond what it takes for sweet victory?

Not exactly.

And we can argue all day/everyday into the night about what options for the Democratic party would compensate for the years of gross negligence, when it comes to the welfare of our communities, but that won’t provide lifesaving measures that we need in November.

What we received from our first lady was what we needed to hear, and the somberness of her approach was triumphantly complimented by the love she unfolded, as the nostalgic representative of the magical era that won’t ever be recaptured.

Yet, it’s enough to infuse the self-love that will energize our hope for tomorrow.

We gotta do what we gotta do. Our lives depend on it.

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