[barack Obama] Was Running For Senate And

I Wasn't Part Of John Kennedy's Vision Of The World, Or Lyndon Johnson's. I Thought Of Them As Anti-communist Imperial Monsters.

I Don't Think Of Myself As A Particularly Nostalgic Person.

I Was Terrible Student At Michigan, Terrible. Because There Was Too Much Else To Do. I Was Learning Form Too Many Other Sources To Go To Class.

The Fact Is That In My Prep School, I Went To A Boarding School, 39 Young Men Graduated From That Prep School. Five Years Later, A Quarter Of Us Were In Sds, In Students For Democratic Society. Not Because We Were Particularly Chosen Or Because We Were As I Say, We Were Lucky But We Were Mainly Luckily To Grow Up At A Time Where This Black Freedom Movement Was Really Defining The Moral Character Of What It Meant To Be A Citizen And A Person.

It Wasn't [barack] Obama Per Se; It Was The Feeling On The Ground; It Was Seeing An Old Black Woman In A Wheelchair Being Wheeled By Her Son Waving A Big American Flag, And Then Seeing A Guy With His Baby In His Arms Saying, "i Didn't Want Her To Miss Tonight! I Wanted To Be Able To Tell Her!" And To See All These People, A Hispanic Cop Dancing With An Old White Woman, Wow! I Mean, That's The World I Want To Live In, And Because It's The World I Want To Live In, I Had A Hard Time Leaving.