Hillary Rising Toward Dem Unity

In a guest-posting at Catherine Morgan's Political Voices of Women, the lovely Pamela Lyn Kemp shares her thoughts about the latest developments in the Clinton-Obama Democratic primary contest and how the media pundits just can't seem to find the way to accurately explain Hillary's most recent rise.

The post: Hillary Clinton - They Just Can't Explain It

Pam posts a Maya Angelou poem that was originally printed in the Guardian/Observer [UK] about a month ago:

State Package for Hillary Clinton
by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
This is not the first time you have seen Hillary Clinton seemingly at her wits’ end, but she has always risen, always risen, don’t forget she has always risen, much to the dismay of her adversaries and the delight of her friends.
Hillary Clinton will not give up on you and all she asks of you is that you do not give up on her.

There is a world of difference between being a woman and being an old female. If you’re born a girl, grow up, and live long enough, you can become an old female. But to become a woman is a serious matter. A woman takes responsibility for the time she takes up and the space she occupies. Hillary Clinton is a woman. She has been there and done that and has still risen. She is in this race for the long haul. She intends to make a difference in our country. Hillary Clinton intends to help our country to be what it can become.

She declares she wants to see more smiles in the family, more courtesies between men and women, more honesty in the marketplace. She is the prayer of every woman and man who longs for fair play, healthy families, good schools, and a balanced economy.
She means to rise.

Don’t give up on Hillary. In fact, if you help her to rise, you will rise with her and help her make this country the wonderful, wonderful place where every man and every woman can live freely without sanctimonious piety and without crippling fear.
Rise, Hillary.
Rise.

I'll be darned. Hillary has risen once again.

For all the sterile numbers-discussions going on in the media today by journalists with no time for imagination and no particular caring or interest for our Democratic party other than all the ads that the delegate numbers controversy can buy, we see a dismal picture being painted.

It doesn't have to be that way for the party who, for every reason under the sun, should have the wind at their back today. I've been waiting for one of the candidates to talk, with common sense and true leadership, about the brightest future for our Democratic party in this year's Presidential election.

What I'm seeing and hearing today is a brilliant woman who surprised us on Tuesday night and then went beyond ego on the morning after her wins to give us a taste of what it might be like to have a Democratic-unity ticket in November.

It reminded me of the wisdom of King Solomon in that you don't offer to split the live baby in half and then pretend that you've got it in your best interests. We need our Democratic party as ONE...as healthy, alive, and kicking come August...September....October...November.

I don't want super-delegates in August giving the perception of a take-over of the voters' will.

I want Florida and Michigan to be given their full rights to participate in this historic choice, in as fair a manner a possible.

After the voting plays out [and it must..neither candidate has closed the deal], the way we go forward should be a unity-Democratic ticket. If we're serious about "meaningful" progress and that progress involves a woman and a black man being our nation's top leaders for the next 16 years, then it should be:

Clinton/Obama 2008 or Obama/Clinton 2008.

A voluntary agreement.
Unbeatable.
Harmony.
Leadership.
Strength.
Inspiration.
Meaningful progress with every Democrat feeling they're part of the process.
I'm liking the sound of it.

Leave it to the so-called experts, intellectuals and know-it-all pundits to say it can't happen.

As Martina McBride sang in her song, "Believe it anyway; Dream it anyway; Build it anyway; Do it anyway."
We can win this time.
Together.