I was surprised to learn about President Obama’s Nobel Peace prize award on Facebook this morning.

My first thought? “Wow! That’s cool!”

I didn’t give any thought to whether he deserved it or not.  “Cause see, I wasn’t on the committee.  My opinion didn’t count because I didn’t have a vote.

I wanted to hear his press conference even though I do all I can to avoid what passes for news these days.  I turned on MSNBC thinking I could tolerate it more than CNN.

I was wrong.

I was really shocked by the reaction and discussion.  Hmmm…this really deserves a discussion beyond “Hey the US President just won the Nobel Peace Prize”?

Can someone help me understand the need to spend ALL FREAKING DAY talking about what it means?

What it means, dumbass, is that President Barack Obama was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.  In December, he’ll go off to collect his award and get some money, make a speech and go on with the business of the day. No amount of talking, complaining, whining, bitching, moaning, agreeing or disagreeing changes the fact that he won the award.

Besides, today is Bo’s birthday. Get a grip.

Ok, Ok, I’m being my usual bitchy self.  But seriously, is anyone sitting around debating his worthiness around this actually more deserving?

If so, let me be the first to say, “Tough break.  Better luck next year.”

If not, let me say, “Shut the f*** up.”

(Damn…I was trying to be nice today.)

Perhaps I am naive, but I’m missing the point of this debate.

For the past 8 years, we as a country have held up both hands and flipped off the rest of the world.

We believed that 9/11 entitled us to do so.   To make sure everyone was on board with that, we were fed a daily diet of fear.  Out of that, as if programmed, we regurgitated what we heard on TV and even our pulpits.

“They hate us.”

“We have to defend our way of life.”

Muslims = TERRORISTS.

“If you’re not with us, you’re with the terrorists.”

“Remember 9/11.”

All of that gave us the “right” to invade a sovereign nation, detain 100s of people without charge, justify torture with the sorry-ass excuse, “I was just following orders”, spy on our own citizens and call the deaths of 1000s of  innocent civilians “collateral damage”. (Hey, they weren’t Americans and they didn’t matter anyway.)

So, this socialist, communist, Hitler-wanna-be, hatin’all white people President we have had the gall to stop flippin’ off the rest of the world and say, “let’s work together on these issues that affect us globally because we are ALL IN IT TOGETHER” and we don’t have anything better to do than to question whether or not he EARNED this award?

Wow.  And tell me again,what have YOU done to advocate peace in the world?

I think this so-called dialogue is yet another distraction.  We can rant and rave about how he has more pressure and how high the bar is set and on and on.

Or we can step back and say, “Hmm..today the world honored the US for a change in direction.  President Obama is simply a symbol of that change.  It is up to us as US citizens whether we will support him in continuing down the path of peace.  Is this the change I want to see in the world?”

What are you going to choose?

Fear.

Love.

Hate.

Peace.

Every day that choice is yours.

Today, the US President was awarded the Nobel Peace prize.

What are you going to do about it?

Tonight, I watched with tears in my eyes as Barack Obama accepted his party’s nomination for president.  

I cried for a lot of reasons.  But mostly because on the 45th anniversary of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. ’s famous “I have a dream” speech, a man of color, a bi-racial man at that, has a real chance at occupying our nation’s highest office.

There was a time in his lifetime, that people who looked like him were denied the right to vote.  That children who look like his daughters were educated in segregated schools.  That people who looked like him had to ride in the back of the bus.  

Tonight I watched the dreams of my grandmother, who marched with Dr. King in Alabama, come to fruition.  I saw the dream that my mother, a politician in her own right, come to pass.  I saw the hope my daddy held in his heart, for a country that still doesn’t live up to it’s ideals, pay off.

With Senator Obama’s nomination, I realized that the fears my parents and grandparents had living as black people in this country, never put their dreams to sleep.

As I sat and watched Stevie Wonder sing, I could feel my mother, father and grandmother’s spirits.  Their strength, their love, their hope, surrounded me.  Not only because of this historic moment, but as a reminder that although I may be afraid, so afraid that I cannot access my dreams today, that the dreams I had for my life cannot be put to sleep by that fear.  And to help me decide that tonight was the night for me to start dreaming again.

Tonight was a reminder to us all, that dreams, especially the unlikely ones, can come true.

Dream BIG and Live More BOLDLY!

Lisa