Pack my bags. I’m moving to New York City, where yesterday an enormous majority of people elected Democratic candidate Bill de Blasio their mayor.
An enormous, multiracial, multicultural, multigendered, big-hearted, optimistic majority of people voted for a man who ran on a platform of inclusiveness and social progress.
Seeing that vast diversity of people stand strong behind de Blasio on the stage as he gave his acceptance speech last night; seeing him embrace his African-American wife, his hugely-Afro-haired son, and his beautiful biracial daughter made my heart soar.
And when I heard de Blasio claim ground for progressivism and justice, then the tears flowed.
He said, “Tackling inequality isn’t easy. It never has been and it never will be. . . . But make no mistake: The people of this city have chosen a progressive path. And tonight we set forth on it together. ”
The past five years have been difficult for those of us who thought that President Barack Obama’s election signalled a new era in race, gender, and class relations in America. We have been horrified to see how tightly some of the old majority will cling to power rather than share it and how very low some will go to resist inclusion and social justice.
I am so very thankful that they haven’t won yet. I have a new hope that they will not win in the long run, either.
That’s Day Six of Thirty Days of Thanksgiving for this populist and broad-minded, way-past-middle-aged-unless-I-expect-to live-to-be-120 Southern born and bred white woman.
And what a joyous day it is.
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