I came to the realization that one of the reasons I like Barack Obama so much is his seemingly unflappable attitude and his stark honesty. It seems that every time the media latches onto some interminably ludicrous story about him, he always responds with dignity, grace and truth. Whether it's his youthful drug experimentation, his hopefully former smoking habit, David Geffen's comments that sent Hillary's camp into a snit, the questions of “does he have enough experience?” or “is he black enough?”, or his slave-owning ancestors, he always answers these inquiries head on and in a truthful manner. One never feels that he is trying to sweep it under the rug, talk in circles or recite a litany of political double-speak. Sometimes I even see a hint of a smile on his face, as though he is having an inner laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of the “story”. (After all, he'd much rather be spending his time discussing the big issues than drivel.) It is this attitude, his seeming inner peace and beauty, that sets him apart in my mind from every other presidential candidate on the canvas right now or at any time in recent history.
Here I am having decided to follow Barack Obama on his journey to become the next president of the United States. This decision is the culmination of what has been months if not years of extensive exploration of my faith, my beliefs, my compassion, and my desire to make a difference in the world. I have done much contemplation of what exactly led me to this decision. There are many factors, but I think parts of my journey began as a child.
