Hope

I seem to suddenly be inspired to go for broke here following yesterdays shot at youth. Maybe I will take a shot at hope today. I have seen very few turning points in the world, where people have been given hope, where it was a time of hope. I have seen it happen, I have seen it twice. When Edmonton made it's playoff run in 2006, people said it was a winning fever, but they were wrong. It was hope, hope that Edmonton after years of preforming slightly better than a hung over collage student, they could play, they could play well, and that Stanly would be coming home. Then last year I watched what happened South of the 49th parallel. After 8 years of disappointment, annoyance, and flat out hatred at George W. Bush. It wasn't just America who hated their president, the whole world looked at the Whitehouse with frustration and hatred. That is why when America and the world saw Obama they saw change, they saw something better, they saw hope. As soon as I saw this I knew that others were seeing it to. It wouldn't have mattered who the republicans had put up against him, because everybody was seeing hope. If the republicans had truly understood that they would have left the brain deprived Alaskan cougar in her frozen tundra. As soon as she began talking people didn't see hope, they saw George Bush's long lost Alaskan cousin, they saw what everybody wanted to leave behind. In the end the republicans could not compete with hope, and it cost them dearly. If you really want to see where this was the strongest look at the younger generation, and look how they voted. There are many times in history where one spark of hope creates a fire of change, look at the protests during the nineteen sixties. Even when people were getting shot the damage was done, because hope was sweeping the nation, and change was not far behind. If you want to see what happens when hope is so completely lost, have a look at the dirty thirties. Those were years were there was no hope anywhere, everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong. I have a couple of stories told to me by my grandfather, and none of them are pretty, there is a reason they call it the great depression. The human race is a sad creature when hope is lost. I think one of the people who understood this the best was Harvey Milk. The speech he left behind should be studied by all, because as he says "You gotta give them hope".

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