Before March 4^th, I was thinking of the consequences of a win.

Then Texas , Ohio and Rhode Island spoke and I reversed. I was quickly confronted with the enormous consequences of a loss.

I am not talking about restocking unleashed titillation of roving river, re-channeling excited souls with pulse in plummet lock, or lessening the blow of humiliation that comes with such a fall from such a far distance. No. That’s beside the point.

I am not talking about how Hilary Clinton’s Whitehouse will freeze out those who dared to come out in support of Obama. No. They deserved to be punished for wearing the courage of their convictions on their sleeves when other smart men and women were busy waiting for Hilary to be buried before they raise a poster for change.

I am not talking about the November election and how Obama’s new voters may decide to stay home even if he comes out to urge them to vote for Clinton . No. The voters really have no choice unless they prefer to have McCain and his Vice President in the Whitehouse for another two decades by which time Obama and his new voters will be nearing retirement.

I am not talking about the possibility that the blame for Obama’s loss will go to the Latinos for pulling their hair and swallowing it in a vow to ensure that a black man will not be president. No. I am sure it will not escalate the divide. I am sure that with millions of more Latinos joining the electorate each election year, relationship will be smoothened up and black people will quietly accept their fate – bling-decorated bleak life on the blink.

Instead-

I am talking about what happens in history when you raise hope so high and suddenly let it go on a free fall across dead wind, flying sewage, and acid rain unto a vicious cemented floor. When it happens, hope breaks into small pieces that take another generation to be glued together. For hope, diligently put together to be so scattered creates a vacuum that for a while will be filled by fear and despair.

I am talking about my eleven month old son, Ogonna, telling me some forty years from now that he will not try to be anything he wants because if the American people rejected Obama, the son of a white Kansas mother, who went to Colombia and Harvard Law School , what hope does he have?

I am talking about my 4-year-old daughter, Ijeamaka, telling me 14 years from now that she will rather be a comedian than go to college for what use is college education if it will not peel off the ceiling hovering over her ambition.

I am talking about swallowing my own vomit after the farewell I have said to the old country, because I thought I have been given a spot in America where I could step on the ground without fear or favor and lift the world up.

I am talking about the rest of the world that is holding its breath, grumbling that America is showing the light again, making them look ancient, sprinkling fountain of moral standard that they can not escape, now laughing out loud, murmuring about America’s naivety and lost glory. 

 I am asking, if not now, when? If not Obama, who?

I am asking because I have heard that it is not the time for a black man. I have heard that a whole lot of different groups have not had their time. I have heard that the black man should leave the frontline and go behind the line and begin the journey up.

I am asking because I heard them say we have tried. That our whisper has reached where no one expected it to reach. But we can't stop and we can’t wait until our whisper gets to the mountain top and becomes a hymn that heals this land.

I am asking because I heard them say we have surpassed all expectations. That our words have been heard in places where words like ours never reached. But we can't stop and we can't wait. For our words are destined to blossom into actions and not just echoes that fade away.

I am asking because I heard them say we can now rest on our oars. That another generation will take it from where we stopped. But we can't stop and we can't wait. For the next generation has a bigger job than babysitting the forming of a more perfect union.

I am asking because I heard them say we should be grateful. That we have been allowed into an exclusive club where the likes of us have never been allowed before. But we can’t stop and we can’t wait. For our goal is to be the encompassing club where everyone is allowed to belong.

As it stands now, there is only one way for Hillary Clinton or John McCain to be president – they must make sure that Barrack Obama is not the Democratic Party candidate for president.

And they and their people are working very hard to make sure it does not happen.

Having lost the fight to redo the primaries in Florida and Michigan , Hillary is sure of getting to the convention in Danvers with less number of delegates, less number of popular votes and having won less number of states in the Democratic Party primaries.

With such a record, Hillary will have zero leverage in her appeal to the super delegates to abandon Obama for her.

The only way Hillary will get the super delegates to dump Obama for her is if she can show that Obama is not morally fit to be president.

The rap over Obama’s pastor’s rants was supposed to do the job. Obama was supposed to be derailed, denounced and decimated by that revelation. But it did not happen. In his hallmark speech, he did more to solidify his reputation as a man of great leadership potential.

Obama survived. And panic ensued.

As if to reward him for surviving, Gov. Bill Richardson of New Mexico , endorsed him for president. Now that was significant knowing that Mr. Richardson was a former candidate himself and owed his political rise to the Clintons who appointed him as the United Nations Ambassador and also Secretary of Energy during Bill Clinton’s administration. For Richardson to turn his back on his political benefactors speaks volume.

In his endorsement, Richardson called Obama “once in a lifetime leader.” It is great to know that some people do get it.

One other thing many do not get yet is the length, height and depth people with Obamaphobia will go to stop him from being president.

So when the news broke that his passport records had been compromised thrice in the last few weeks, it was not a surprise. Something has to be revealed now about Obama that will startle the electorate into deserting him. Even better, something has to be revealed that will embarrass him so much that he will throw in the towel.

It is the last hope for the opposition. And they know that time is running out. So that explains the desperation.

Listening to the Republicans, you may be deceived into believing that they really want to run against Obama. No. They want Hillary. Obama vs McCain will be a landslide victory either for Obama or for McCain. But Clinton vs McCain will be like Bush vs Gore – a stalemate.

And stalemates favor the Republicans especially with the U.S. Supreme Court in their armpit.

So for Clinton and McCain, Obama must be stopped, by any means necessary.

Oh, I digressed.

The consequences of Obama’s loss will be far-reaching for me, for my children, for you, for America and for the whole wide world.

God speed.

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 Rudolf Ogoo Okonkwo is the author of Children of A Retired God.

Robot  Villager

# 1 Before March 4th, I was thinking of the consequences of a win. ...Read the full article. Posted by Robot| 22.09.2008 10:54