A wise person once said that you never really know a man until you get to know his wife. The same is true for Barack Obama. Obama does little for me by himself. Listening to his wife, however, is quite illuminating and uplifting. Barack, if he’s smart, will send this sistah all over the nation. She does a better job of selling him then he does.
Sometimes lofty rhetoric isn’t required. All I really need is a heartfelt and down-to-earth appeal. That’s what Mrs. Obama is good at and that’s what she should keep doing for both of their sakes. I could almost overlook my reservations based on hearing her alone. Almost.
Mrs. Obama is speaking from an authentic and true place and that is something that cannot be faked. Some have tried, most have failed. Her authentic earnestness is both heartwarming and powerful. People need to hear her talk about Barack Obama the phenomenon and the Barack Obama “that lives in my house.” They need to hear her talk about how he didn’t “put the butter up” this morning after he made his breakfast. They need to hear about the Barack Obama who can’t make a bed better than an eight year old.
This is the reason I was so furious when I went to South Carolina to hear him speak and she accompanied him and didn’t say anything. All we got was a tired sorority wave. Her law degree is from Harvard too, and I expected to hear a word from the Lord from her as well.
Sistah Obama is well spoken-not that I expected her not to be, but she is unusually easy to listen to and creates an intimacy with her audience that draws you in and reminds you of someone you know and admire.
Finally, listening to this sistah speak, it makes me visualize what the girls of the Rutgers Women’s Basketball team would feel when welcomed to the White House by Michelle Obama, the First Lady of the United States.