It’s hard to overstate how exceedingly unlikely this was. When Barack Obama launched his presidential campaign in February 2007 — it seems like years ago — he was a candidate to be taken seriously, but hardly the likely nominee. Obama not only faced a popular former senator who was the VP candidate one cycle earlier, but was also launching a challenge against the overwhelming favorite — a popular senator with an impressive background, universal name recognition, and the best name in Democratic politics.
If you took a poll in all 50 states the day Obama announced, he would have trailed in 49. Nationally, Obama started out with less money, fewer endorsements, less institutional support, and a smaller, less experienced staff. He started off trailing Hillary Clinton by about 20 points. By the late fall of 2007, it was about 25 points.
He was too young. Too inexperienced. His name sounded too funny. And yet, today, Barack Obama, the son of a Kenyan farmer and a white Kansan mother, is the improbable, presumptive Democratic nominee for President of the United States.
Senator Barack Obama claimed the Democratic presidential nomination on Tuesday evening, prevailing through an epic battle with Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton in a primary campaign that inspired millions of voters from every corner of America to demand change in Washington.
A last-minute rush of Democratic superdelegates, as well as the results from the final primaries, in Montana and South Dakota, pushed Mr. Obama over the threshold of winning the 2,118 delegates needed to be nominated at the party’s convention in August. The victory for Mr. Obama, the son of a black Kenyan father and a white Kansan mother, broke racial barriers and represented a remarkable rise for a man who just four years ago served in the Illinois Senate.
“Tonight, we mark the end of one historic journey with the beginning of another — a journey that will bring a new and better day to America,” Mr. Obama told supporters at a rally in St. Paul. “Because of you, tonight I can stand here and say that I will be the Democratic nominee for president of the United States of America.”
In a narrow sense, Obama’s success makes it easy to take pride in being a Democrat. This is the first party to feature a Catholic candidate on a national ticket (80 years ago), the first party to feature a woman candidate on a national ticket (24 years ago), the first party to feature a Jewish candidate on a national ticket (8 years ago), and now the first party to feature an African-American candidate on a national ticket. It’s a reminder that in the Democratic Party, everyone has a voice, and everyone can reach for the ring.
But in a broader sense, Obama’s achievement is a milestone for the nation. This is a landmark American moment.
I found this McClatchy piece about the historical context quite poignant.
There are moments in American history when the country knows that things have changed.
An enemy attacks. A leader is struck down. A new one emerges. Barriers are broken, in sports, in science, in popular culture. The shot heard round the world. Dred Scott. Appomattox. Black Friday. Pearl Harbor. Jackie Robinson. Salk vaccine. Brown v. Board of Education. Dallas. Martin. One small step for a man. Windows. 9-11.
And now, Barack Obama. The first African-American to secure the presidential nomination of a major political party.
It’s been said so many times during the longest primary campaign in history that the fact has become background noise. But it’s a profound development in a nation where the gulf between blacks and whites has been the defining divide since the first African slaves were unloaded at Jamestown in 1619.
“We’ve never gone this far before,” said John Geer, a political scientist at Vanderbilt University in Nashville, Tenn.
It says as much about the country as it does about him. Maybe more.
I also loved Ezra’s piece.
Obama’s speech tonight was powerful, but then, most all of his speeches are. This address stood out less than I expected. It took me an hour to realize how extraordinary that was. I had just watched an African-American capture the Democratic nomination for the Presidency of the United States of America, and it felt … normal. Almost predictable. 50 years ago, African Americans often couldn’t vote, and dozens died in the fight to ensure them the franchise. African-Americans couldn’t use the same water fountains or rest rooms as white Americans. Black children often couldn’t attend the same schools as white children. Employers could discriminate based on race. 50 years ago, African Americans occupied, in effect, a second, and lesser, country. Today, an African-American man may well become the president of the whole country, and it feels almost normal.
Put aside delegates, Bylaw Committees, talking points, pundits, and polls. Put all of that aside and tell me that this morning, right now, this isn’t a nation to be proud of. Tell me that this doesn’t make you feel like anything is possible in the greatest country on earth. Tell me that this ripple of hope won’t capture the imagination of people who still look to the United States as a beacon. Go ahead. I dare you.
As for last night, Obama’s speech in Minnesota — at the very site where John McCain will accept the Republican nomination — it looked to me like we were watching a president.
You’ll notice, of course, Obama’s effusive praise for Hillary Clinton, and his assertiveness towards John McCain. Barack Obama worked hard to get to this point, but he’s not in this game just to get to the big show, and he has no intention of settling for second place. There’s too much to be done, and the nation can’t afford another disappointment.
Game on.