I'm not giving up on you, Hillary. You inspire me.

[libbygurl]

Recalling Maya Angelou's poem in praise of Hillary Clinton:


…..You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may tread me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.

This is not the first time you have seen Hillary Clinton seemingly at her wits' end, but she has always risen, always risen, don't forget she has always risen, much to the dismay of her adversaries and the delight of her friends.

Hillary Clinton will not give up on you and all she asks of you is that you do not give up on her.

There is a world of difference between being a woman and being an old female. If you're born a girl, grow up, and live long enough, you can become an old female. But to become a woman is a serious matter. A woman takes responsibility for the time she takes up and the space she occupies. Hillary Clinton is a woman. She has been there and done that and has still risen. She is in this race for the long haul. She intends to make a difference in our country. Hillary Clinton intends to help our country to be what it can become.

She declares she wants to see more smiles in the family, more courtesies between men and women, more honesty in the marketplace. She is the prayer of every woman and man who longs for fair play, healthy families, good schools, and a balanced economy.

She means to rise.

Don't give up on Hillary. In fact, if you help her to rise, you will rise with her and help her make this country the wonderful, wonderful place where every man and every woman can live freely without sanctimonious piety and without crippling fear.

Rise, Hillary.

Rise.

O8) :kick:

[TML]

1. Get over it

No chance. That's what she's got.

[mbperrin]

8. Well then, let's finish the primaries and on to the convention.

Them's the rules, right?

[Name removed]

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[TML]

26. LOL!

Don't forget the applesauce and phenobarbitol.

[JohnnyLib2]

2. Thank you--powerful words.

K & R

[scheming daemons]

3. Wow... the fourth post with Maya Angelou's poem in it in the past hour......

..and by four different posters....


can you say "coordinated spam?"

[Scurrilous]

4. You may be right. n/t

[Bonobo]

14. Seems like the e-mail loops going round aren't our side. Both posts got 7 recs in 3 minutes.

[Noirceuil]

15. As opposed to...

the spam a few days ago from you Obama supporters all describing how you cried and fainted over Obama's disingenuous speech about race. I think Maya Angelou’s words have much more validity than that farce Obama subjected us to last week. Maya is not speaking to make everyone forget about her racist, hateful minister.

[scheming daemons]

19. Um... in one case, a newsworthy event that happened THAT day.... in the other...

..a poem written in 1978.... that Hillary supporters in DU simultaneously all began posting at the same time.... not one of them posting the poem at any other time over the past several weeks of the campaign.


But all of a sudden, TONIGHT, they decided to do so.


Yeah.... THAT'S the same as a bunch of people on a message board all posting about an even that happened THAT day.



You guys are a piece of work.... especially you.

[ProSense]

17. Langston Hughes to counter Bill and Hillary.

Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free.

(America never was America to me.)

Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed-- Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.

(It never was America to me.)

O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.

(There's never been equality for me, Nor freedom in this "homeland of the free.")

Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark? And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?

I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart, I am the Negro bearing slavery's scars. I am the red man driven from the land, I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek-- And finding only the same old stupid plan Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.

I am the young man, full of strength and hope, Tangled in that ancient endless chain Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land! Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need! Of work the men! Of take the pay! Of owning everything for one's own greed!

I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil. I am the worker sold to the machine. I am the Negro, servant to you all. I am the people, humble, hungry, mean-- Hungry yet today despite the dream. Beaten yet today--O, Pioneers! I am the man who never got ahead, The poorest worker bartered through the years.

Yet I'm the one who dreamt our basic dream In the Old World while still a serf of kings, Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true, That even yet its mighty daring sings In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned That's made America the land it has become. O, I'm the man who sailed those early seas In search of what I meant to be my home-- For I'm the one who left dark Ireland's shore, And Poland's plain, and England's grassy lea, And torn from Black Africa's strand I came To build a "homeland of the free."

The free?

Who said the free? Not me? Surely not me? The millions on relief today? The millions shot down when we strike? The millions who have nothing for our pay? For all the dreams we've dreamed And all the songs we've sung And all the hopes we've held And all the flags we've hung, The millions who have nothing for our pay-- Except the dream that's almost dead today.

O, let America be America again-- The land that never has been yet-- And yet must be--the land where every man is free. The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, Negro's, ME-- Who made America, Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain, Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain, Must bring back our mighty dream again.

Sure, call me any ugly name you choose-- The steel of freedom does not stain. From those who live like leeches on the people's lives, We must take back our land again, America!

O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath-- America will be!

Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death, The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies, We, the people, must redeem The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers. The mountains and the endless plain-- All, all the stretch of these great green states-- And make America again!

Vote Obama

[anamnua]

5. Amen nt

[robbedvoter]

6. K&R

[Bonobo]

7. You deride Obama supporters as cult members and hold Hillary up as pragmatic, yet you

post this rarified, preachy stuff to hold her up like some kind of Goddess of Light! Sick!

[NightWatcher]

9. I just cant quit you

fawning over poetry that praises their candidate. and WE were the cultists

[Bonobo]

10. Pretty weird, ain't it? It's called Bizarro World.

[thevoiceofreason]

11. Too much Hill exposure -- I need a shower.

[Hepburn]

12. Jeez.....

...this "Rise, Hillary" crap is just plain idiotic and creepy. All I can see is a dead body floating above a table in some B movie seance scene.

BTW: Aren't you Hillary swooners suppose to be boycotting the DU? Could you please take your crappy posts with you and STFU on your way out? Thanks....!

[Bigleaf]

13. She inspires me too. That's why I'm going to

climb Mount Everest next week. Wait, that was a misstatement. I'm going to climb the small hill in my backyard and clean some piles of dog shit that have accumulated up there. The Everest thing was a misstatement. Please forgive me.

[pocoloco]

23. Was she really named after Sir Edmond???

[metalluk]

16. A very lovely post.

Quite moving, actually.

[Dogmudgeon]

18. Don't take it personally. They only like their own love poetry.

Some of the Obama-love poems are also ... interesting.

--p!
The thunder roared
The lightning flashed
A tree fell
A frog got smashed.

[JohnnyLib2]

20. ? Please explain.

[Beregond2]

21. LOL!

"Don't give up on Hillary. Help her make this country the wonderful, wonderful place..." ROFLMAO! Was this written by an eight year old girl on a Holly Hobby tablet in crayon?

[thevoiceofreason]

22. It's the Hillcult thingy of the poem before the goodbye.

Keep these things kicked for the next week.

[Beacool]

24. Neither am I!!!!!!

I still think that Hillary would be a great president. The more they keep trying to shove Obama down our throats, the more I'm repelled by the guy.

[riverwalker]

27. rise!

like the bloated yeast filled fermenting blob of pasty dough you have become, Hillary.

[bowens43]

28. She inspires me to do all I can to ensure she never sets foot in the oval office.

[Kahuna]

29. ...

:rofl: