20 January 2009

Real Americans

I spent my evening hanging out in the back of a seafood market.

It's run by friends who used to employ me at their Chinese takeout. They speak Fujian Chinese with each other, Spanish with their current employees, and a mix of English and Mandarin with me. All of their customers speak Black.

On Martin Luther King Jr's birthday, the night before Inauguration of our first black president, there was nowhere else I would've rather been.

4 comments:

Robert A. Sloan said...

This is so awesome! I am so happy tonight -- thank you for describing a scene that'll stick in my mind forever. It's so right. That is what I think of when I think of Real Americans.

It's like watching the Dark Ages pass away... all at once the shadow lifts and I can breathe deep, know the world has gone right, know that the wrong has been righted in a deep way and the illusion shattered.

I'll be inside, being housebound, but oh I will be blogging tomorrow morning.

Robert

Rebelcat said...

I wish I could watch the event. But we still have no TV. I guess I'll have to wait until we get the connection back and then watch it on youtube or something...

Nathan said...

An excellent image.

Thanks.

mattw said...

Yes, excellent. I don't know what else to say other than you've said something profound in so few words.