In Obama For Obama

Are Japan's Sensations hurting President Obama?

2009-06-30T07:57:00.010-04:00

Lately, I've become bothered by advertisements with President Obama's images. I see them everywhere.

In Hokkaido, on club fliers, in front of Osaka restaurants and even on trains to Kanazawa. I can't help but wonder if the advertisements with President Obama pictures downplay the importance of his job to us?

Are we taking his role seriously?

Here are photos of products in the Obama store. The product to the right is bread in the can. Yes, canned bread. Canned bread isn't unusual. Japan has the most interesting food combinations I ever seen.

These items on the table display were posted on a previous post.

The cute sign is advertising white t-shirt prices.

A flier advertising an event.

The special edition of the newspaper. They gave them out for free. Now that was classy.

One side was in English and the other side was in Japanese.

Store is decorated with pictures of Japan events promoting or celebrating President Obama.

More pictures. I don't what higurashi+ the Kanji means. Japanese speakers, please help?

This book sold out completely all over Japan when it first hit the shelves.

Saki ceramic cups (I think). ;-)

Finally black t-shirts for ¥2500. They're are ¥500 = $5.00 more than white t-shirts.

Japanese translation of the books he wrote. I read "Dreams from My Father." Enjoyed.

Playing cards, WOW...perhaps this proves my point. Definitely can't get this as a gift for anyone.

Obama, Japan's Inauguration Celebration

2009-03-05T05:14:00.020-05:00

Tuesday, January 20, 2009 - The historical 44th presidential inauguration was the last event. We watched the ceremony at Sekumiya hotel.

I wondered what was on his mind as he walked to the ceremony. I thought he looked lonely, but that grin tells a different story.

I was so excited, I couldn't sit down. Those who know me, know how hyper I get when I'm happy.

I love their union. May God bless them.

It's 1 a.m. and we're at the event singing, getting interviews and ready for the ceremony. Me, Lucia Brea (she lives an hour away and came down to Obamashi), Ashley and Sara.

We The People...rang the Peace Bell.

The Obamashi Hula girls ringing for peace.

Mr. Fujiwara of Sekumiya Hotel is one of the Obama for Obama founders. Mr. Fujiwara was the first interviewee for my In Obama For Obama project.

Frontin' (slang for pretending) like I'm ringing the bell. The organizers would not let us ring the bell until after the priest finished the ceremony. It's a great photo op. :-)

The MAIN EVENT: Ringing the Peace Bell for WORLD Harmony.

Obama, Fukui Prefecture, Japan: Hagaji Temple priest Tamagawa Shouryuu, rings the Peace Bell during the President Barack Obama Inauguration Celebration at Hagaji Temple. This information is from Darrell Miho. He told everthing and I mean everything. Click here to read his story.

THE PRAYER

Mr. Tamagawa of Hagaji Temple is another founder of the Obama for Obama group.

Mr. Tamagawa was the first to report the namesake to the former Obamashi mayor.

The Peace Bell

The Obama group was performing. The Hula girls were their backup dancers. Those ladies were freezing.

Darn the cameraman blocked my clear shot. The group was singing the famous"lalalalalala O-BA-MA song."

The Obama Mascot

Beethoven Symphony No. 9 was sung by the choir.

The Obamashi Hula girls kicked off the performances.

Ashley, Sara and me. I love the positive impact the election had on people worldwide. Will the momentum continue?

My former neighbors that helped me settle into Obamashi, Japan joined the celebration.

An American, Sara Wall, showed off her election paraphernalia.

Konishi San sang in the choir; then hung out with us to enjoy the rest of the event.

Canned Bread?!?! I guess they were thinking it could stay fresh for tourists to take home. It tastes like Saltine Crackers without the salt.

I (Heart) OBAMA Noodles- tasted like Soba noodles. It was おいしい! Oishi means delicious in Japanese. I heard they were made from rice too.

The Obama Saki- is a white liquor. It tastes like, hhhmmm, a less potent vodka. It is distilled from rice. Very appropriate since Obamashi (actually most of Japan) is covered in rice fields.

Free $0.99 - I hustled (some say bargain, others say haggle) this Saki. Yep for free. :-)

The Food Court - had complimentary hot food and tea. They also let us taste their new Obama creations. Nice strategy to get us to buy products. It worked.

A random couple at the Hagaji Temple event, enjoying my random act. I put my cap on his head since he was admiring it. He was cool with it, he looks uber happy. Spontaneity is fun!

Lunch before the inauguration events kicked off, overlooking the sea. Got to eat to live.

Ashley Hayes came from Nagano to celebrate. This sister is fluent in Japanese, a Columbia graduate and down-to-earth. Konishi San is an Obama resident. She is fluent in English, a violionist and a fun, high-spirited lady.

Obama All Around The World....

2009-02-25T07:54:00.004-05:00

Monday, January 6, 2009 - I got back from winter holiday extremely sick from food poisoning. We think it was from the Mee-Hon dish I ate in Langkawi. Langkawi is an island in Malaysia. The airlines tried to prevent me from flying, wasn't happening.

Finally, back in Japan. Sick and all, I went to a convenient store to buy saltine crackers; since I was waiting for the train (in a small town named Omiimazu) about 40 minutes from Obamashi. And found this magazine on the newsstands.

I don't know what it says, I'm working on that...Check out how his legs are crossed.

Got to love caricatures.

It was jaw dropping to see Obama talked about in Malaysia. Yea, I saw news coverage about people supporting him worldwide but to experience it. It's like Whoa. In Japan it breathtaking and now in Malaysia....it reinforced my travel desires to see the world.

What you think about this worldwide coverage?

Barack Obama in KL!!! I was surprised Barack Obama was on Malaysia's Newsweek cover. They had a Times magazine too (with Obama) but we gave it to one of our other travel companions. Yea, I know you wondering why I was surprised. I told you I didn't see him in China. China don't get down with the brown people like that. They'll come around.

We got to Hotel Equatorial, which was great! It was a wonderful place and guess what...

Tuesday, December 30, 2008 - We arrive in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia from Shanghai, China. We didn't get to tour Shanghai but Beijing was definitely a sight to see. No Obama there. :-(

Our President

2009-02-18T08:44:00.009-05:00

December 2008- Barack Obama won the election. The worldwide media kept us updated about him, his family and all related politics. Obamashi, Japan went back to being quiet as usual. The businesses continued to sell, advertise and fish. Of course, they were planning future events. Japanese are mastermind planners and very efficient.

Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year!

Osaka, Japan - Hankyu is a large department store. This pic is for holiday purposes. :-)

In Loving Memory of "Toot"

2009-02-18T08:37:00.004-05:00

Our sincerest condolences to Barack Obama and his family in their time of loss.

It saddened me to hear this news. I hoped his grandmother would witness the 44th presidential election. Obama made history in so many ways; from using the advancements in technology in his election to getting the support and votes of young people to bridging the differences between the two major political parties.

The day before the election Obama learned about his grandmother's death. It was amazing to see him at the podium the night he won. He was strong, purposeful and humbled.

I know his grandmother would have been proud that he was elected the 44th President of the United States of America.

BARACK OBAMA ELECTED PRESIDENT

2009-02-16T07:55:00.008-05:00

They got distracted. Al Loves the kids!

Celebrating Obama's win with my students on November 5th.

The President and Vice President. Let us make progressive change.

All of the Hula groups gathered on stage to dance and chant "Obama".

Aww... the children were celebrating too.

High school students attending the Obama party is Huge! Trust me.

Obama Hula Girl's yellow ensemble, I had to get a picture.

Obama's Hula Girls.

Hula Girls.
I wanted this baby tee-shirt. This is when the phrase went from "I Love Obama" to "I Heart Obama."

Finally, the entire Obama music group together. It was challenging to get them all at once. They were busy partying.

The Obama mascot.

The Obama music group.

English teachers came out for the election results and celebration.

Mr.Dennis N.O. Awori, Embassy of the Republic of Kenya in Japan and the Mayor of Obama, Japan

Obama Saki, anyone?. :-)

'Obamaburgers' are made of fish. They're tasty.

BARACK OBAMA ELECTED PRESIDENT

2009-02-14T11:34:00.015-05:00

More "I Love Obama" inspired food creations. In America, we usually give key chains, t-shirts etc. for souvenirs but in Japan they give food. Usually the food that is popular in that prefecture or country. Perhaps, this helps many of us understand why Japanese created food.

Support.

President Barack Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama.

Obama City made Obama Saki, Obama fish burgers, Obama chopsticks and Obama sweets.
The Obama Statue.
America's new leaders President Barack Obama and Vice President Joe Biden

The organization plotted the states Obama won. (Sort of like pin the tail on the donkey.)

Victory declared.

The BIG Day...

November 5, 2008- Obama, Japan had a huge celebration for election day. The town was so optimistic and determined to party despite the outcome.

The USA Apparel:Obama T-Shirt & Hat

2009-02-14T10:34:00.008-05:00

Two days later, in Newark, NJ I got this cap.

August 2008, I was home. I got this great t-shirt from Atlanta, GA. I loved this gift!

Berlin, Germany

2009-02-14T10:02:00.005-05:00

It was July 24, 2008, when I watched this speech during a layover in Detroit. I was returning home. I remember feeling so proud in that airport.

I was the only sister in the airport lounge watching the speech. I was so proud of the new positive image of black people.

It was refreshing to see a smart, cool educated man.

Obama vs. McCain

2009-02-01T10:04:00.006-05:00

Sunday, February 1, 2009 - During the autumn season, we witnessed tragic campaign tactics, debates and finally defeat. From Sen. Obama's fist bump with his wife to the rise and fall of Sarah Palin to waiting painstakingly on election night to see the results.

Strategy , which is a well thought out plan, is important if goals are to be achieved. I did not know Sen. McCain's strategy towards the end of the race. Many people were appalled because he chose Palin as the vice presidential running mate yet I understood this move. However, the actions followed thereafter were not quite so clear, at least, in Japan.

Obama stayed the path. He did not deviate from his message. In fact, he repeated it so much I started to say it in my sleep. He branded the phrase "Yes, We Can", sought young people and used the advancements in technology throughout the entire campaign. Two of these moves were unprecedented. I mean, he drove home the message, while being inclusive of all people.

Luck = Preparation + Opportunity.

Primary Victory!

2009-01-26T07:10:00.009-05:00

Enjoy the video (made in the U.S. , summer 2008). My aunt's excitement about her Obama, Japan T-shirt omiyiage, which means souvenir in English, and her son's vocal talents.

They made their own Obama song. ;-) Obama, Japan watch out. ;-)

Wednesday, June 4, 2008 - We finally have a democratic presidential nominee.

I am very proud. Congratulations Pres. nominee Barack Obama. We cheered for you consistently in Obama, Japan.

It's been a long time....

2009-01-13T05:58:00.006-05:00

Tuesday, January 13, 2009 - Many things have happened from April through June, especially the primaries and caucuses battles between Senators Obama and Clinton. The Republicans patiently waited for the fiasco to end.

It was even a short battle in Japan. A company who made tools called Hillary cheered for New York Sen. Hillary Clinton while Obama, Japan continued to cheer for Sen. Barack Obama.

My computer broke during this time. Now we are back to our regularly scheduled program.

New Mexico Gov. Bill Richardson Endorses Senator Obama

2008-03-25T20:09:00.004-04:00

Friday, March 21, 2008 - What a courageous act, made by the New Mexico governor, breaking political loyalty from the Clinton's. I was surprised by this move. On the one hand, I value loyalty so I questioned his political choice. On the other hand, it takes bold steps to bring about change from what has been done.

The move was surely aligned with Senator Obama's campaign direction. What do you think?

'A More Perfect Union' (This Time)

2008-03-20T04:16:00.002-04:00

Remarks of Senator Barack Obama: 'A More Perfect Union'

Philadelphia, PA | March 18, 2008
As Prepared for Delivery

"We the people, in order to form a more perfect union."

Two hundred and twenty one years ago, in a hall that still stands across the street, a group of men gathered and, with these simple words, launched America's improbable experiment in democracy. Farmers and scholars; statesmen and patriots who had traveled across an ocean to escape tyranny and persecution finally made real their declaration of independence at a Philadelphia convention that lasted through the spring of 1787.

The document they produced was eventually signed but ultimately unfinished. It was stained by this nation's original sin of slavery, a question that divided the colonies and brought the convention to a stalemate until the founders chose to allow the slave trade to continue for at least twenty more years, and to leave any final resolution to future generations.

Of course, the answer to the slavery question was already embedded within our Constitution - a Constitution that had at its very core the ideal of equal citizenship under the law; a Constitution that promised its people liberty, and justice, and a union that could be and should be perfected over time.

And yet words on a parchment would not be enough to deliver slaves from bondage, or provide men and women of every color and creed their full rights and obligations as citizens of the United States. What would be needed were Americans in successive generations who were willing to do their part - through protests and struggle, on the streets and in the courts, through a civil war and civil disobedience and always at great risk - to narrow that gap between the promise of our ideals and the reality of their time.

This was one of the tasks we set forth at the beginning of this campaign - to continue the long march of those who came before us, a march for a more just, more equal, more free, more caring and more prosperous America. I chose to run for the presidency at this moment in history because I believe deeply that we cannot solve the challenges of our time unless we solve them together - unless we perfect our union by understanding that we may have different stories, but we hold common hopes; that we may not look the same and we may not have come from the same place, but we all want to move in the same direction - towards a better future for our children and our grandchildren.

This belief comes from my unyielding faith in the decency and generosity of the American people. But it also comes from my own American story.

I am the son of a black man from Kenya and a white woman from Kansas. I was raised with the help of a white grandfather who survived a Depression to serve in Patton's Army during World War II and a white grandmother who worked on a bomber assembly line at Fort Leavenworth while he was overseas. I've gone to some of the best schools in America and lived in one of the world's poorest nations. I am married to a black American who carries within her the blood of slaves and slaveowners - an inheritance we pass on to our two precious daughters. I have brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, uncles and cousins, of every race and every hue, scattered across three continents, and for as long as I live, I will never forget that in no other country on Earth is my story even possible.

It's a story that hasn't made me the most conventional candidate. But it is a story that has seared into my genetic makeup the idea that this nation is more than the sum of its parts - that out of many, we are truly one.

Throughout the first year of this campaign, against all predictions to the contrary, we saw how hungry the American people were for this message of unity. Despite the temptation to view my candidacy through a purely racial lens, we won commanding victories in states with some of the whitest populations in the country. In South Carolina, where the Confederate Flag still flies, we built a powerful coalition of African Americans and white Americans.

This is not to say that race has not been an issue in the campaign. At various stages in the campaign, some commentators have deemed me either "too black" or "not black enough." We saw racial tensions bubble to the surface during the week before the South Carolina primary. The press has scoured every exit poll for the latest evidence of racial polarization, not just in terms of white and black, but black and brown as well.

And yet, it has only been in the last couple of weeks that the discussion of race in this campaign has taken a particularly divisive turn.

On one end of the spectrum, we've heard the implication that my candidacy is somehow an exercise in affirmative action; that it's based solely on the desire of wide-eyed liberals to purchase racial reconciliation on the cheap. On the other end, we've heard my former pastor, Reverend Jeremiah Wright, use incendiary language to express views that have the potential not only to widen the racial divide, but views that denigrate both the greatness and the goodness of our nation; that rightly offend white and black alike.

I have already condemned, in unequivocal terms, the statements of Reverend Wright that have caused such controversy. For some, nagging questions remain. Did I know him to be an occasionally fierce critic of American domestic and foreign policy? Of course. Did I ever hear him make remarks that could be considered controversial while I sat in church? Yes. Did I strongly disagree with many of his political views? Absolutely - just as I'm sure many of you have heard remarks from your pastors, priests, or rabbis with which you strongly disagreed.

But the remarks that have caused this recent firestorm weren't simply controversial. They weren't simply a religious leader's effort to speak out against perceived injustice. Instead, they expressed a profoundly distorted view of this country - a view that sees white racism as endemic, and that elevates what is wrong with America above all that we know is right with America; a view that sees the conflicts in the Middle East as rooted primarily in the actions of stalwart allies like Israel, instead of emanating from the perverse and hateful ideologies of radical Islam.

As such, Reverend Wright's comments were not only wrong but divisive, divisive at a time when we need unity; racially charged at a time when we need to come together to solve a set of monumental problems - two wars, a terrorist threat, a falling economy, a chronic health care crisis and potentially devastating climate change; problems that are neither black or white or Latino or Asian, but rather problems that confront us all.

Given my background, my politics, and my professed values and ideals, there will no doubt be those for whom my statements of condemnation are not enough. Why associate myself with Reverend Wright in the first place, they may ask? Why not join another church? And I confess that if all that I knew of Reverend Wright were the snippets of those sermons that have run in an endless loop on the television and You Tube, or if Trinity United Church of Christ conformed to the caricatures being peddled by some commentators, there is no doubt that I would react in much the same way

But the truth is, that isn't all that I know of the man. The man I met more than twenty years ago is a man who helped introduce me to my Christian faith, a man who spoke to me about our obligations to love one another; to care for the sick and lift up the poor. He is a man who served his country as a U.S. Marine; who has studied and lectured at some of the finest universities and seminaries in the country, and who for over thirty years led a church that serves the community by doing God's work here on Earth - by housing the homeless, ministering to the needy, providing day care services and scholarships and prison ministries, and reaching out to those suffering from HIV/AIDS.

In my first book, Dreams From My Father, I described the experience of my first service at Trinity:

"People began to shout, to rise from their seats and clap and cry out, a forceful wind carrying the reverend's voice up into the rafters....And in that single note - hope! - I heard something else; at the foot of that cross, inside the thousands of churches across the city, I imagined the stories of ordinary black people merging with the stories of David and Goliath, Moses and Pharaoh, the Christians in the lion's den, Ezekiel's field of dry bones. Those stories - of survival, and freedom, and hope - became our story, my story; the blood that had spilled was our blood, the tears our tears; until this black church, on this bright day, seemed once more a vessel carrying the story of a people into future generations and into a larger world. Our trials and triumphs became at once unique and universal, black and more than black; in chronicling our journey, the stories and songs gave us a means to reclaim memories that we didn't need to feel shame about...memories that all people might study and cherish - and with which we could start to rebuild."

That has been my experience at Trinity. Like other predominantly black churches across the country, Trinity embodies the black community in its entirety - the doctor and the welfare mom, the model student and the former gang-banger. Like other black churches, Trinity's services are full of raucous laughter and sometimes bawdy humor. They are full of dancing, clapping, screaming and shouting that may seem jarring to the untrained ear. The church contains in full the kindness and cruelty, the fierce intelligence and the shocking ignorance, the struggles and successes, the love and yes, the bitterness and bias that make up the black experience in America.

And this helps explain, perhaps, my relationship with Reverend Wright. As imperfect as he may be, he has been like family to me. He strengthened my faith, officiated my wedding, and baptized my children. Not once in my conversations with him have I heard him talk about any ethnic group in derogatory terms, or treat whites with whom he interacted with anything but courtesy and respect. He contains within him the contradictions - the good and the bad - of the community that he has served diligently for so many years.

I can no more disown him than I can disown the black community. I can no more disown him than I can my white grandmother - a woman who helped raise me, a woman who sacrificed again and again for me, a woman who loves me as much as she loves anything in this world, but a woman who once confessed her fear of black men who passed by her on the street, and who on more than one occasion has uttered racial or ethnic stereotypes that made me cringe.

These people are a part of me. And they are a part of America, this country that I love.

Some will see this as an attempt to justify or excuse comments that are simply inexcusable. I can assure you it is not. I suppose the politically safe thing would be to move on from this episode and just hope that it fades into the woodwork. We can dismiss Reverend Wright as a crank or a demagogue, just as some have dismissed Geraldine Ferraro, in the aftermath of her recent statements, as harboring some deep-seated racial bias.

But race is an issue that I believe this nation cannot afford to ignore right now. We would be making the same mistake that Reverend Wright made in his offending sermons about America - to simplify and stereotype and amplify the negative to the point that it distorts reality.

The fact is that the comments that have been made and the issues that have surfaced over the last few weeks reflect the complexities of race in this country that we've never really worked through - a part of our union that we have yet to perfect. And if we walk away now, if we simply retreat into our respective corners, we will never be able to come together and solve challenges like health care, or education, or the need to find good jobs for every American.

Understanding this reality requires a reminder of how we arrived at this point. As William Faulkner once wrote, "The past isn't dead and buried. In fact, it isn't even past." We do not need to recite here the history of racial injustice in this country. But we do need to remind ourselves that so many of the disparities that exist in the African-American community today can be directly traced to inequalities passed on from an earlier generation that suffered under the brutal legacy of slavery and Jim Crow.

Segregated schools were, and are, inferior schools; we still haven't fixed them, fifty years after Brown v. Board of Education, and the inferior education they provided, then and now, helps explain the pervasive achievement gap between today's black and white students.

Legalized discrimination - where blacks were prevented, often through violence, from owning property, or loans were not granted to African-American business owners, or black homeowners could not access FHA mortgages, or blacks were excluded from unions, or the police force, or fire departments - meant that black families could not amass any meaningful wealth to bequeath to future generations. That history helps explain the wealth and income gap between black and white, and the concentrated pockets of poverty that persists in so many of today's urban and rural communities.

A lack of economic opportunity among black men, and the shame and frustration that came from not being able to provide for one's family, contributed to the erosion of black families - a problem that welfare policies for many years may have worsened. And the lack of basic services in so many urban black neighborhoods - parks for kids to play in, police walking the beat, regular garbage pick-up and building code enforcement - all helped create a cycle of violence, blight and neglect that continue to haunt us.

This is the reality in which Reverend Wright and other African-Americans of his generation grew up. They came of age in the late fifties and early sixties, a time when segregation was still the law of the land and opportunity was systematically constricted. What's remarkable is not how many failed in the face of discrimination, but rather how many men and women overcame the odds; how many were able to make a way out of no way for those like me who would come after them.

But for all those who scratched and clawed their way to get a piece of the American Dream, there were many who didn't make it - those who were ultimately defeated, in one way or another, by discrimination. That legacy of defeat was passed on to future generations - those young men and increasingly young women who we see standing on street corners or languishing in our prisons, without hope or prospects for the future. Even for those blacks who did make it, questions of race, and racism, continue to define their worldview in fundamental ways. For the men and women of Reverend Wright's generation, the memories of humiliation and doubt and fear have not gone away; nor has the anger and the bitterness of those years. That anger may not get expressed in public, in front of white co-workers or white friends. But it does find voice in the barbershop or around the kitchen table. At times, that anger is exploited by politicians, to gin up votes along racial lines, or to make up for a politician's own failings.

And occasionally it finds voice in the church on Sunday morning, in the pulpit and in the pews. The fact that so many people are surprised to hear that anger in some of Reverend Wright's sermons simply reminds us of the old truism that the most segregated hour in American life occurs on Sunday morning. That anger is not always productive; indeed, all too often it distracts attention from solving real problems; it keeps us from squarely facing our own complicity in our condition, and prevents the African-American community from forging the alliances it needs to bring about real change. But the anger is real; it is powerful; and to simply wish it away, to condemn it without understanding its roots, only serves to widen the chasm of misunderstanding that exists between the races.

In fact, a similar anger exists within segments of the white community. Most working- and middle-class white Americans don't feel that they have been particularly privileged by their race. Their experience is the immigrant experience - as far as they're concerned, no one's handed them anything, they've built it from scratch. They've worked hard all their lives, many times only to see their jobs shipped overseas or their pension dumped after a lifetime of labor. They are anxious about their futures, and feel their dreams slipping away; in an era of stagnant wages and global competition, opportunity comes to be seen as a zero sum game, in which your dreams come at my expense. So when they are told to bus their children to a school across town; when they hear that an African American is getting an advantage in landing a good job or a spot in a good college because of an injustice that they themselves never committed; when they're told that their fears about crime in urban neighborhoods are somehow prejudiced, resentment builds over time.

Like the anger within the black community, these resentments aren't always expressed in polite company. But they have helped shape the political landscape for at least a generation. Anger over welfare and affirmative action helped forge the Reagan Coalition. Politicians routinely exploited fears of crime for their own electoral ends. Talk show hosts and conservative commentators built entire careers unmasking bogus claims of racism while dismissing legitimate discussions of racial injustice and inequality as mere political correctness or reverse racism.

Just as black anger often proved counterproductive, so have these white resentments distracted attention from the real culprits of the middle class squeeze - a corporate culture rife with inside dealing, questionable accounting practices, and short-term greed; a Washington dominated by lobbyists and special interests; economic policies that favor the few over the many. And yet, to wish away the resentments of white Americans, to label them as misguided or even racist, without recognizing they are grounded in legitimate concerns - this too widens the racial divide, and blocks the path to understanding.

This is where we are right now. It's a racial stalemate we've been stuck in for years. Contrary to the claims of some of my critics, black and white, I have never been so naÃ¯ve as to believe that we can get beyond our racial divisions in a single election cycle, or with a single candidacy - particularly a candidacy as imperfect as my own.

But I have asserted a firm conviction - a conviction rooted in my faith in God and my faith in the American people - that working together we can move beyond some of our old racial wounds, and that in fact we have no choice is we are to continue on the path of a more perfect union.

For the African-American community, that path means embracing the burdens of our past without becoming victims of our past. It means continuing to insist on a full measure of justice in every aspect of American life. But it also means binding our particular grievances - for better health care, and better schools, and better jobs - to the larger aspirations of all Americans -- the white woman struggling to break the glass ceiling, the white man whose been laid off, the immigrant trying to feed his family. And it means taking full responsibility for own lives - by demanding more from our fathers, and spending more time with our children, and reading to them, and teaching them that while they may face challenges and discrimination in their own lives, they must never succumb to despair or cynicism; they must always believe that they can write their own destiny.

Ironically, this quintessentially American - and yes, conservative - notion of self-help found frequent expression in Reverend Wright's sermons. But what my former pastor too often failed to understand is that embarking on a program of self-help also requires a belief that society can change.

The profound mistake of Reverend Wright's sermons is not that he spoke about racism in our society. It's that he spoke as if our society was static; as if no progress has been made; as if this country - a country that has made it possible for one of his own members to run for the highest office in the land and build a coalition of white and black; Latino and Asian, rich and poor, young and old -- is still irrevocably bound to a tragic past. But what we know -- what we have seen - is that America can change. That is the true genius of this nation. What we have already achieved gives us hope - the audacity to hope - for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

In the white community, the path to a more perfect union means acknowledging that what ails the African-American community does not just exist in the minds of black people; that the legacy of discrimination - and current incidents of discrimination, while less overt than in the past - are real and must be addressed. Not just with words, but with deeds - by investing in our schools and our communities; by enforcing our civil rights laws and ensuring fairness in our criminal justice system; by providing this generation with ladders of opportunity that were unavailable for previous generations. It requires all Americans to realize that your dreams do not have to come at the expense of my dreams; that investing in the health, welfare, and education of black and brown and white children will ultimately help all of America prosper.

In the end, then, what is called for is nothing more, and nothing less, than what all the world's great religions demand - that we do unto others as we would have them do unto us. Let us be our brother's keeper, Scripture tells us. Let us be our sister's keeper. Let us find that common stake we all have in one another, and let our politics reflect that spirit as well.

For we have a choice in this country. We can accept a politics that breeds division, and conflict, and cynicism. We can tackle race only as spectacle - as we did in the OJ trial - or in the wake of tragedy, as we did in the aftermath of Katrina - or as fodder for the nightly news. We can play Reverend Wright's sermons on every channel, every day and talk about them from now until the election, and make the only question in this campaign whether or not the American people think that I somehow believe or sympathize with his most offensive words. We can pounce on some gaffe by a Hillary supporter as evidence that she's playing the race card, or we can speculate on whether white men will all flock to John McCain in the general election regardless of his policies.

We can do that.

But if we do, I can tell you that in the next election, we'll be talking about some other distraction. And then another one. And then another one. And nothing will change.

That is one option. Or, at this moment, in this election, we can come together and say, "Not this time." This time we want to talk about the crumbling schools that are stealing the future of black children and white children and Asian children and Hispanic children and Native American children. This time we want to reject the cynicism that tells us that these kids can't learn; that those kids who don't look like us are somebody else's problem. The children of America are not those kids, they are our kids, and we will not let them fall behind in a 21st century economy. Not this time.

This time we want to talk about how the lines in the Emergency Room are filled with whites and blacks and Hispanics who do not have health care; who don't have the power on their own to overcome the special interests in Washington, but who can take them on if we do it together.

This time we want to talk about the shuttered mills that once provided a decent life for men and women of every race, and the homes for sale that once belonged to Americans from every religion, every region, every walk of life. This time we want to talk about the fact that the real problem is not that someone who doesn't look like you might take your job; it's that the corporation you work for will ship it overseas for nothing more than a profit.

This time we want to talk about the men and women of every color and creed who serve together, and fight together, and bleed together under the same proud flag. We want to talk about how to bring them home from a war that never should've been authorized and never should've been waged, and we want to talk about how we'll show our patriotism by caring for them, and their families, and giving them the benefits they have earned.

I would not be running for President if I didn't believe with all my heart that this is what the vast majority of Americans want for this country. This union may never be perfect, but generation after generation has shown that it can always be perfected. And today, whenever I find myself feeling doubtful or cynical about this possibility, what gives me the most hope is the next generation - the young people whose attitudes and beliefs and openness to change have already made history in this election.

There is one story in particularly that I'd like to leave you with today - a story I told when I had the great honor of speaking on Dr. King's birthday at his home church, Ebenezer Baptist, in Atlanta.

There is a young, twenty-three year old white woman named Ashley Baia who organized for our campaign in Florence, South Carolina. She had been working to organize a mostly African-American community since the beginning of this campaign, and one day she was at a roundtable discussion where everyone went around telling their story and why they were there.

And Ashley said that when she was nine years old, her mother got cancer. And because she had to miss days of work, she was let go and lost her health care. They had to file for bankruptcy, and that's when Ashley decided that she had to do something to help her mom.

She knew that food was one of their most expensive costs, and so Ashley convinced her mother that what she really liked and really wanted to eat more than anything else was mustard and relish sandwiches. Because that was the cheapest way to eat.

She did this for a year until her mom got better, and she told everyone at the roundtable that the reason she joined our campaign was so that she could help the millions of other children in the country who want and need to help their parents too.

Now Ashley might have made a different choice. Perhaps somebody told her along the way that the source of her mother's problems were blacks who were on welfare and too lazy to work, or Hispanics who were coming into the country illegally. But she didn't. She sought out allies in her fight against injustice.

Anyway, Ashley finishes her story and then goes around the room and asks everyone else why they're supporting the campaign. They all have different stories and reasons. Many bring up a specific issue. And finally they come to this elderly black man who's been sitting there quietly the entire time. And Ashley asks him why he's there. And he does not bring up a specific issue. He does not say health care or the economy. He does not say education or the war. He does not say that he was there because of Barack Obama. He simply says to everyone in the room, "I am here because of Ashley."

"I'm here because of Ashley." By itself, that single moment of recognition between that young white girl and that old black man is not enough. It is not enough to give health care to the sick, or jobs to the jobless, or education to our children.

But it is where we start. It is where our union grows stronger. And as so many generations have come to realize over the course of the two-hundred and twenty one years since a band of patriots signed that document in Philadelphia, that is where the perfection begins.

Obama City celebrates Successes

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Wednesday, March 12, 2008- In Obama City, Japan we celebrated both of Senator Obama's wins with a visit from Kenyan American Leah Sekumeyyer. She came to visit Obama City, Japan from Silicon Valley, California. Sugoi! (Sugoi means great or wow.)

Leah was so kind, she brought Obama gifts for the Obama for Obama main members.

The organization honored her with Obama apparel to show their appreciation.

She is sporting the Ha-gi. Yes, I wanted to take it from her, but she wasn't "having it." She was a great person to meet, anyhow.

When she first gave us the Obama support stickers, buttons and posters we were ecstatic. Check it out. I can't believe she brought this all the way to Japan. Inspiration is motivation to act.

Leah and Maeno pose as she receives her Obama t-shirt.

Obama triumphs Clinton in Mississippi

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Tuesday, March 11, 2008- “I am grateful to the people of Mississippi for the wonderful support. What we’ve tried to do is steadily make sure that in each state we are making the case about the need for change in this country.” Obama's quote to CNN says it all.

Obama wins Wyoming Caucus

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Saturday, March 8, 2006- In this see-saw race for a Democratic Presidential nomination Obama wins the Wyoming Caucus. Obama City began selling some of the Obama products publicly.

CNN joins the March 5th Obama Mania party (& I got a soundbite :-0)

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CNN says "Obama Cheers Obama"

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Video - Breaking News Videos from CNN.com

It was interesting how the media portrayed Hillary Clinton's Texas, Ohio and Rhode Island wins for the Democratic Presidential nomination.

It was seen as if she had annihilated Barack Obama. Granted, it would have been a sweet victory for him to win those states but as life may have it, the saga continues. Also, Obama won the Texas caucus yet it wasn't brightly highlighted by the media. Happily, he still has more delegates and continues to inspire people like me "All Around the World."

Obama Mania

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"Change We Can Believe In"

These are the supporters wearing I Love Obama gear.

She's flaunting her spring-styled yellow Japanese Kimono with flowers. What's on her waist? The Kimono is a traditional Japanese garb worn with an obi. This is an Obama obi. I was in AWE at the sight.

The Obama styled obi pictured Senator Obama's face in the front and back. This is the Japanese Obi up-close.

The Obama Japanese Manjyu sweets came in that box, accompanied with the advertisement for the sweets.

The "I Love Obama" Manjyu sweet with Senator Obama's picture. The Japanese sweet is made of flour and bean paste. It's oishi! (Oishi is the Japanese word for delicious.)

These are Manjyu sweets too, the wrapper has the Obama namesake. It was created as part of the Obama- mania and is sold in stores. The Manjyu with Senator Obama's picture were especially made for the party.

The infamous Obama hamburger is made up of two fishes. The explanation is on my YouTube video, check it out. It's oishi, too.

The Sushi roll I was unable to eat. It is made with pork but I heard it is great. On the wrapper it means "The will to win." OBAMA!

These are all food creations to celebrate the Obama namesake. Inspiration...

The March 5th party, eh? Unbelievable

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Mari and her friend talks as everyone gleefully prepares to leave.

The partying concluded with us shouting Obama! Obama! Obama! We shouted many times, to drive home the message. And, yes we cheered even with the news that U.S. President hopeful Obama did not win Texas, Ohio and Rhode Island. With Hope requires great patience and diligent work.

Maeno San stylishly shows off his Obama apparel. A headband, t-shirt, and robe-styled jacket (I think pronounced Ha-pi). Obama gear rocks! Oh, it's so not over wait until you see the back of the robe.

Maeno San turned around and gave us more Obama flavor. Still modeling the Japanese Ha-pi (it resembles a robe.) Isn't it cool? I know you wish you had one, well at least I do. The idea was created by Tamagawa San of Hagaji Temple.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008- These are additional photos of the March 5, celebration. It was some party...music, performances, food, and people from all around the world. Kenya, Australia, France, and the U.S. to name a few places.

Omizu-okuri Festival caught Obama Fever

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The Omizu-okuri festival concluded with the pouring of the water into the river. We wore our Obama apparel the entire night. We Love Obama!

This is Danny and Yuki, a couple from Tokyo. They traveled from Tokyo to Obama to check out the "Obama Fever" that is happening here and participated in the festival too. I got a chance to talk to both of them. Danny is from Kenya (where Senator Obama's dad is from.) Yuki's from Tokyo. I am in awe how U.S. Presidential nomination Barack Obama is inspiring the WORLD. You see it!

I went to Sekumiya Hotel to meet with the Obama for Obama group. We traveled in a van to Jinguji Temple, where the festival began. The picture below is the ceremony at Jinguji Temple followed by us walking to the river.

The "Obama for Obama" group graciously allowed Bill and I to participate in the Omizu-okuri festival. We happily joined in the tradition and sported our Obama apparel. "Yes We Can!”

Sunday, March 2, 2008- Obama City's annual Omizu-okuri (water carrying festival) attracts thousands of people. The festival's purpose is to send water to Nara City and Nara City receives the water during the Omizu-tori festival 12 days later. This year "Obama for Obama" and tourists wore their Obama apparel at the event. The flaming lights are thousands of folks walking to the temple to deliver water. It was an AMaZiNg experience.

Obama Fever...Set In Motion (Fire!)

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008- The Group that Supports Barack Obama Voluntarily (hereon in, referred to as “Obama for Obama”) were preparing for their Wednesday, March 5, celebration. The Obama City celebration was for the U.S. Presidential candidate Barack Obama's "Super Tuesday," March 4, 2008 primary. These are the makers and shakers of the “Obama Fever.” Today the group includes more than 150 residents, business owners, and government officials. Yes, that's a preview of the Obama apparel they were discussing. Wait to you see what they actually produced!

Monday, February 25, 2008- Obama mayor Murikami and I are greeting each other for the second time. I had the privilege to interview him on Tuesday, 2/19/08 about the Obama namesake during our first meeting. Him and I sent letters to Senator Obama and his wife Michelle, respectively.

The city also sent an urushi daruma doll (a good luck charm for determination) and changed the doll's traditional marking from "pass" to "certain victory." That's what I'm talking about. Professing victory, there isn’t anything wrong with claiming what you want. Also, elegant chopsticks were sent to Senator Obama and his wife wishing them the best of luck.

FYI- I was told 80% (or a large number) of Japan's chopsticks are created in Obama. Honto?!?!

Thursday, February 21, 2008- Japan's media covered the interview I had on Tuesday, February 19, 2008 with Obama mayor Toshio Murikami. How cool is this? In fact, numerous Japanese media markets, because of the “In Obama for Obama” YouTube videos I created, interviewed me. Honto! (Honto means Really? in Japanese).

In Obama for Obama (YouTube vidoes)

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Monday, February 25, 2008- I was surprised, curious and elated about Obama City, Japan supporting senator Barack Obama's Presidential candidacy. My friend Mari and I go on adventures throughout Obama City interviewing people on their views about the namesake. Below is Part 4 of 4, of the In Obama for Obama series launched, you will find Parts 1 through 3 by clicking on the link below. Enjoy the videos...

http://youtube.com/user/alwilnotlose

Coming soon...more videos near you :-)

Yokoso Obama City, Japan!

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Monday, February 4, 2008- The Daitoryo Pachinko Parlor created this advertisement when the February 5, 2008 primaries took place. Daitoryo means president in Japanese hence the advertisement. A Pachinko Parlor is an establishment with number slots, music and entertainment. Pachinko parlors are VERY popular in Japan.

The unsolicited, volunteer group in support of Senator Obama's campaign consists of businesses, government officials and residents. The picture below is one of the first creations that a business used in championing the namesake.

It is extraordinary how the U.S. Presidential election is influencing this small fishing town and the world.

WELCOME to Obama City, Japan! Share my world on living abroad, in this coastal fishing town of 32,000 people in the Wakasa region of Fukui Prefecture while supporting U.S. Presidential hopeful Senator Barack Obama. An unsolicited Group that Supports Barack Obama Voluntarily (I call them “Obama for Obama”) follows the U.S. Presidential campaign and uses the namesake to promote this beautifully historic place. Throughout my first-ever blog, I will share with you life in Obama City, Japan and my political views on this historical U.S. Presidential election.