I remember the 2008 Presidential election cycle with mixed emotions, most of them positive. I was a California State Democratic Delegate who was going to vote for either the first African-American candidate or first female candidate. This was enormous, something that my grandparents never got to see.
It was a contentious primary with many divided allegiances and feelings. I saw the strong relationships of my beloved Young Democrats fracture in picking sides. Some of these friendships did survive. Others didn’t.
Once we moved from the primary to the general election, I feared the worst: would some radical do something to hurt Barack Obama and/or his family? How much would racism rear its ugly head? If elected, would he survive his term(s)? Continue reading