I'm trying to finish up a From Within The Veil post on Senator Obama and Reverend Wright; I hope to have it finished tonight but I wanted to mention that it looks as though I will be traipsing around New York City next week. One of my wife's former students, Anika Noni Rose (check out her MySpace page here, or a Broadway page or Movie page for more info), is one of the female leads in Cat On A Hot Tin Roof and we will be attending that show, among others. However, this will not be a weekend trip but a mid-week one instead.
What a crazy last few days it has been politically, huh?
I wasn't pleased with the address Reverend Wright gave at the NAACP dinner in Detroit (did anyone else notice the possible coordination of theme with the Obama campaign -- change?) but the outrageous egging on of the even more outrageous National Press Club Q&A -- truly a minstrel performance by speaker and audience -- was absolutely beyond belief. I'm still trying to figure out what it means to me and what I want to say about it but I doubt very much if my words will come close to conveying what I contemporaneously thought, and still think, about that singularly ridiculous moment.