07 june 2008.
i know there are those who are unwilling to believe that hillary clinton can be genuine and heartfelt, but i want to see who can watch this whole speech and not be moved in the slightest. who can not feel that she means what she says. who can read between the lines and try to somehow make these words into something lesser than they are. because these words are something. this is the speech of her lifetime. as i sat through tears, i felt like a better person for having watched it.
i have to hear knocks on hillary all day, every day. i feel like a second class citizen for liking her. this is not to stereotype, but i work around almost all straight, white men. let me be clear, we are all products of our upbringings, so i do not fault anyone for not seeing where i am coming from, but i feel it genuinely differentiates me from them.
i grew up having no sense of self worth. as a queer asian boy in a racist, homophobic southern suburb, i felt nothing BUT limits. i so often felt like giving up. hillary's tenacity in the face of a book that was already written against her from the start, her ability to get up every day and fight, has overshadowed her campaign's many mistakes. i think she is a flawed character, but one who has secured a life-long sense of devotion and respect in my eyes.
brava, hrc. you are truly heroic.
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