Our Queens of the Inauguration
I am thinking of adjectives to describe our Queens at the inauguration and the first ones that come to mind are: masterful, inclusive and tactful. The women of the White House elevated the fashion scene during the inauguration, but their sense of color and flair was indicative of underrepresented voices.
I call it “the color purple” when I describe the bold fashion statement that made by these women of power looking at the sea of various shades of purple. The color purple has historically been used to signify royalty. So, to sum it up, coats and color were the order of the day and twitter is still chattering about Michelle Obama and the way she commanded attention with her wardrobe – it was class all the way. Purple (along with green and white) is also on the suffragette flag, due to its connection with royalty. The colors were adopted in 1908 and it represented “the royal blood that flows in the veins of every suffragette, the instinct of freedom and dignity." So, lots of meanings are associated with the hue, and of course, with the incredible significance of today's inauguration, you know that these figures would use the occasion to make both a fashion and political statement with their clothing.
But these women do not only resonate when it comes to great fashion sense, their fundamental beliefs in creating change and a way forward are central to their success. Michelle Obama endorses Kamala and has acknowledged her preparedness for the job ahead in fully belief that Kamala is the best person because she spent her career defending the Constitution and fighting for equality. This will have a far-reaching impact on young colored girls and reinforce their sense of self-belief, promote a winning attitude and sense of ambition to women the world over.
I believe that Michelle Obama’s fondness for Kamala Harris is because she bears a striking character resemblance to Barrack Obama. Both Kamala and Barrack have been in politics for a significant amount of time and have set historical precedents with Obama being the first Black President of the United State and Harris is the first African Indian Black Woman Vice-President of the United States. Other similarities include:
- They are both lawyers for the people.
- Their source of strength and inspiration comes from their mothers.
- They both come from mixed heritage (background)
- Change is important to both for an inclusive America.
In my eyes Kamala’s public identity as a Black Woman is very important to me in addressing societal racial gaps and the role of women in society. Kamala is a translator on race and campaigns that address the color of change, racial inequality and the fall of the glass ceiling. I celebrate this moment of victory for women the world over by closing this article with the words of “The Hill We Climb” as read by Amanda Gorman at the 2020 Presidential Inauguration:
When day comes, we ask ourselves, where can we find light in this never-ending shade? The loss we carry, a sea we must wade.
We've braved the belly of the beast. We've learned that quiet isn't always peace.
And the norms and notions of what just is. Isn't always just-ice.
And yet the dawn is ours before we knew it. Somehow, we do it
Somehow, we've weathered and witnessed a nation that isn't broken.
but simply unfinished. We the successors of a country and a time
Where a skinny Black girl descended from slaves and raised by a single mother
can dream of becoming president, only to find herself reciting for one.
And yes, we are far from polished far from pristine but that doesn't mean we are.
striving to form a union that is perfect. We are striving to forge a union with purpose.
To compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and
conditions of man. And so, we lift our gazes not to what stands between us.
but what stands before us. We close the divide because we know, to put our future first, we must first put our differences aside.
We lay down our arms, so we can reach out our arms to one another.
We seek harm to none and harmony for all.
Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true: That even as we grieved, we grew.
That even as we hurt, we hoped. That even as we tired, we tried.
That we'll forever be tied together, victorious. Not because we will never again know defeat but because we will never again sow division.
Scripture tells us to envision that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree. And no one shall make them afraid. If we're to live up to our own time
Then victory won't lie in the blade. But in all the bridges we've made
That is the promise to glade. The hill we climb.
If only we dare. It's because being American is more than a pride we inherit,
it's the past we step into and how we repair it.
We've seen a force that would shatter our nation rather than share it.
Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy. And this effort very nearly succeeded. But while democracy can be periodically delayed
it can never be permanently defeated. In this truth in this faith, we trust.
For while we have our eyes on the future, history has its eyes on us.
This is the era of just redemption. We feared at its inception. We did not feel prepared to be the heirs, of such a terrifying hour but within it we found the power.
to author a new chapter. To offer hope and laughter to ourselves. So, while once we asked, how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe? Now we assert.
How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us? We will not march back to what was but move to what shall be. A country that is bruised but whole, benevolent but bold, fierce and free. We will not be turned around or interrupted by intimidation.
because we know our inaction and inertia will be the inheritance of the next generation. Our blunders become their burdens. But one thing is certain:
If we merge mercy with might,
and might with right,
then love becomes our legacy.
and change our children's birthright.
So, let us leave behind a country.
better than the one we were left with.
Every breath from my bronze-pounded chest,
we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one.
We will rise from the gold-limbed hills of the west,
we will rise from the windswept northeast.
where our forefathers first realized revolution
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states,
we will rise from the sunbaked south.
We will rebuild, reconcile and recover.
and every known nook of our nation and
every corner called our country,
our people diverse and beautiful will emerge,
battered and beautiful
When day comes, we step out of the shade,
aflame and unafraid
The new dawn blooms as we free it.
For there is always light,
if only we're brave enough to see it
If only we're brave enough to be it
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