The Sheep in The Meadow: An Afternoon at Oprah’s - Page 5
It felt good to be in a crowd of hope, of diversity, alas, those that could afford the donation and were invited by campaign members, but still, living in Silicon Valley, it’s been a long time since I stood in the middle of true melting pot of Americans. After about 30 minutes, Stevie Wonder took the stage and the sun began to set. We hung around re-connecting with about a dozen old friends we hadn’t seen in years – and ran into familiar faces we had no idea would also be there.
THEN, THE PARTY’s OVER: We wrapped up the night at a small post-event dinner party hosted by Steve Karan, an owner of the fabulous restaurant at which we dined called Sevilla in downtown Santa Barbara.
It was there that in the lingering conversation there seemed to be a commonality of feelings about the candidacy of Sen. Obama for President. Most would love if he were president. Many are also supporting Hilary and a few support John Edwards as well.
In a world where youth and optimism are usually on your side, they seem to instead shine harsh light on inexperience in comparison with other candidates. Obama is a dynamic, genuine leader and visionary: I believe his role as a consensus builder within our country as well as outside its borders is a desperately needed skill. We are thirsty for this healing tonic of hope. But there’s also no substitute for practical experience. I’d be more comfortable drinking his Kool-Aid if he had been a governor vs. a senator as his latest resume bullet point.
Regardless of where this may take him, I feel that in a tiny way we got close to a part of history in the making – we are in a presidential race, friends, where the top two Democratic candidates are a woman and an African-American – please, God, don’t let this part of the party ever end.