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傑’’傑’遜 (JESSE JACKSON) ’民’黨’國’’’’’說 Speech to the Democratic National Convention’’’基礎! 傑’’傑’遜(1941’ )生’’’羅’’’’’維爾’’’’中’’’’’伊’諾伊’學’接著轉’歷’’’黑’創辦’’’羅’’’’’技’學’’’’’’’’哥’學’學習’’1968’’’任’’禮’’’’ ’’學期間’傑’遜曾’’’巴馬’塞爾馬’’馬’’路’’’’’’’’’’方基督教領’’’’’立’’繫’傑’遜’’’’有’’’’’’說’’’’’’’少’勤奮學習’’’’’’’’’’’ 傑’遜’’’’’’極參’’選’’’動’’’’’哥領導’’場投票’’’’動’’成該市選’第’’黑’市’’1984’傑’遜’選民’黨’統候選’提’’成’首’’’’’擔任’統職務’黑’候選’’1988’’’次’選民’黨’統候選’提’’票數僅次’麻塞諸塞’’’邁’爾’’’基斯’ 傑’遜1988’7月20日’’’’’’’蘭’市民’黨’國’’’’’說成’’次’選’動’動’心’高潮’’’它標’著黑’’’’國’’’’支重’’’’臻成熟’ ’’我們今天’’’’個’’路’’’個需’’’’’’’’’ 我們’’’壯’’’收’’’’’統’’’’’’抑’陷’分裂’’’’’’境’? 我們’’’’蘭’’’’老’方’’’’’興’方’熔’’ 今晚有’種喜’’’’’’’我們’種族鬥’’戰場’據’’’’本’轉移’’濟’’’基礎’’’天’我們’需’邁’’’階’ ’’’基礎’ ’’’路撒’’’’’’路’那’’’’’個’’莊成’’’’教’’’太教’基督教’伊斯蘭教’’’誕生’’ ’什麼那個’’’’’天’’’? ’’它提’’’個交匯’’讓不’’’’’’’’讓不’’文化’不’’文’’匯’’找’’’’基礎’ 當’們’’’’候’’’’’盛’’’中彌漫著’’’’香’ ’比方’’’生’’’’’都市’’什麼’’’’ 麼’’’? ’’由’’銅像’’喚’’把’們’’倦’’’’擁擠不堪’渴望’由’’’民眾交給我’’ 不僅局限’’國’’ ’’’’’’文化’’’’種’’有’’’’’’’’們渴望’由’’’’’ ’’’基礎’ ’’’今晚對我黨提’’’戰’ 左’’’’’’’’不’’’漫’邊際’’由’’’凝’’滯’’’’’’’實’’而’’’’關鍵’用’’體’’’生’’飛翔需’’’’ 不論’’雄’’’’’’不’’棲’’’’環境’’’’’中’’隻鳥’ ’’’’教導說’當獅’’’羊躺’’’’’’種動’都不’’’’’’’谷裏’睦’’’’聽’’’’不’’’獅’’食’羊’’羊’’獅’’當’走’’’’’獅’’’羊’’找’’’’基礎’’什麼’’ ’’獅’’’羊都不’森’著’’獅’’’羊都不’酸’降’’獅’’’羊都不’’’場’戰’中倖’’’’說獅’’’羊’找’’’’基礎’我們’’文’’’類當’’’做’’ 唯我們走’’’之’’我們’贏’’勝’’’’ ’’’基礎’ ’國不’由’支’’’種’’’’塊布’’成’毯’’我童’’’’羅’’’’維爾’’’那’’母’不’毯’’’’’不’天尤 ’’我們’’’有凍’’’反’’找’’’舊布塊’’羊毛’絲綢’華’’’麻’布’’’’’’’用’擦’’’布’’’’’布’當’用不’’’母勤勞’手’’’’把它們’’’’’做成’條’’’’’’’’’文化’’’’ 民’黨黨Ⅸ們’’’我們必須’’’樣’條’’’’民們’’們’’’’’價’’’’們不’單’’動’’們’布’不夠’’’’們’’們’’’’’資而鬥’’’們’對’’’’們’布’不夠’’婦’們’’們’’’比價值’’’’’’’們’對’’’’們’布’不夠’’婦’們’母親們’’們’’生’正面’學’教’’日托’’嬰期’照’’而不’生’’面’’’福’’’’’們’對’’’’們’布’不夠’’ 學生們’’們’’獎學’’’們’對’’’’們’布’不夠’’黑’’’’’’’’當我們’民’鬥’’’我們’對’’’我們’布’不夠’’’’戀’們’當’們反對’視’’’’滋’’’療’’’們’對’’’’們’布’不夠’’’’’’’’’’們’當’們’’’’’仰奮鬥’’’’左’’雄’’’’’’’’們’’’’’’們’對’’’’們’’’不夠’面’ ’’切莫絕望’應該像我’’母那樣’’’把布’’’’湊’’’’用’’’’成’整塊’當我們’成統’’’有’’基礎’’條巨’’’單’’我們’有’’’’’健’’’’職’’教’’給我們國’’’’望’ 我們’民’贏’勝’’我們’’反動’漫漫’’’終’’我們今晚團結’’’’心朝’’方’’’’有’’’’’’’’’’’個’’’’把’’生’’’’’’’’’’手’’’’有’’’間’我們’’’’’著鼻’走’’們’準備犧’’’’’’’’’’滿足極少數’’’’’對錢’’’欲’我們’任’個’公眾’務’’’’我們’民’手’’’’’而不’’’’’’’’’’族’務’’’’’’ 我’’’把’識提’’高’準’第’次’’’戰結’’43’’’我們’’’’’’’’五百億’元’衛歐’’日本’’今我們比’’’’歐’’紮著’’部隊’’而戰’’’’’未像’’’麼遙遠’’國’日本成’債’國’’’’’著它們有’剩’’我們’’債務國’’’’’著我們欠’債’ 讓它們’’’分擔它們’’’防務’任’’’我們’’用’部分’支’’像樣’’’! 用’部分’支培’教’我們’’’’ ’’部分’支用’’期’健’務’ ’’部分’支用’’除’’’民’’讓’國重’’轉’ 不論’白’’黑’’棕’’皮膚’饑’’嬰’癟塌’’皮’’都’樣’稱之’’’’稱之’創傷’稱之’折’’’’數’’’未’福’’日’ 有’’’目不識’’’不懂報’’’’’’’讀懂’’’’’’’’找不’’’們’技’’’’職’’我’’’們’天辛勞’’’我曾生’’’們中間’我’’’們’’Ⅸ’ 我’’’們’’’’們’早’’趕乘公’’車’’們’天’’’’們’’’’’’’’’們’天’’’’們打掃街’’’們’天’’’’們’’有’機’’’’車’’們’天’’’’們’’晚’們’’’’’裏換’單’’’’不’ ’’’’’’’’們’天’’’ 不必’’’’’’’’們’不’’’必須有’’’’’’們’’’’’’’正’’’而’們’’’’’說話’’們’醫’裏’’’我’’’們’那’’’’’們’’著高’’’’’折’’’擦身’’們’’’倒’’’’們’’’’’桶’’有什麼’種比’們’’’賤’’’’’們’旦’倒’’不’躺’’們’天整’’’’’’’國啊’’’不’’我們’國’不該’樣’’’ 而我們’’’們’’國’’輕’’’’’’們把’’’’’我們’贏’勝’’我們’不’讓’們’’’’暴’’’早’孕’輕生’’儒’’’’’絕望’毀掉’我們’贏’勝’’ 不論今晚’們’’裡’我’’’們’有’望’夢’’不’’’’們’夢’’最重’’’鍛 鍊’’’’’藥期間’’夢見’不’需’藥’’’天’’’’’’民’’’夢見’重’’’’’’天’’們’不’停止夢’’面對’實’對’’不’滿足’’’’夢見’應’’’’’’’’有夢’’’面對’’’’’’心’’望’’’’夢’’幫’’’’’中’脫’’’把’望’’像當’生’’’’’’器’’’’’們’堅’夢’’’國’’輕’’’做’平之夢’’平’’情’’’’而戰’’’個’’’’謬’’不’’打贏’ 夢見’樣’教’’’’們’生’而不’’謀生而’’’夢見’樣’醫生’’’們對公眾健’比對’’’’’關心’夢見’樣’’’’’’們對公正比對’場’’’關切’夢見’樣’傳教’’’’們對’言比對牟’暴’’關心’夢見’們’’’正’’’’價值’’’’路’’’’ 不’投降’不’’輸’’什麼我’’樣’’’們’? 傑’’傑’遜’’不’解我’’境’’’’’’視’’不’解’我’見’’’’’們’’’’’不’解我’’境’我’解’’們’’’實’見我’’視’’’們不’白’我’’’我’’’當’們’’我’選’’白’’’們’不懂’什麼我參’’選’’’’們’有’’我’’什麼’’脫’而’’參’’選’’ 我’’歷值’’提’我’’’’有’’’’視’’’們’’’不’’等’我’’’’當我那’10月8日’生’’’羅’’’’維爾’’’有’個’’問我母親’’什麼’’’’’’’’’我’’’’’’’’’我母親’’’成’’’’’’我’’’成’’’’’’我’由’個’’歲’母親’生’而’’母親生’’’’有’’歲’ 我’解’我’’’’棄’滋’’我’’’們對’’薄’說’’錢不值’’不足’’而’永遠成不’’候’我’解’傑’’傑’遜’我’第’個’’’我’’’收’’’當我’有’’’’’母給’我’’’’’我用傑’’’’斯’’’’’’’’歲’那’我不’有’白’’母’給我’’個’’’續’’’我懂’什麼’候’’’’’’’’’我懂’什麼’候’’有’’’我’解’ 我不’’醫’裏’生’’我母親’有醫療’’’我生’’裏’’’’我’實懂’’我生’’個’有’間’’’’裏’ ’’’’’’’’’邊’著尿桶’’中’有’’熱’’’’我懂’’牆’用’裝飾嗎? 不’用’擋風’我懂’我’勞動’民’身’’’’論’’黑’’白’’我都’解’’ 我懂’’’’滋’’我不’生’’’’’’我’手生’’’鏟’’’我母親’個勞動婦’’天天’早趕’’’’襪’都走’’’’當’不’’’’’’’’’’襪’’’讓我’’’’我’’’’’襪’’’’’學’’’’’’ 我’解’’’’那天’午’’’我們’’’’雞’’’那’母親正’給’’’’雞’我們’’踢足’’’’六’左’母親’’’爾塔維’公’’車’’’’接著我們’’’剩’食’’’晚’’’’我們’’雞’’殘羹剩菜’肉’酸’’醬’我’實’解’ ’們給’們’’’們’’今晚’街’’尾’’價公’裏’’’’’視’播’’’’’’’有’’’’’’’標籤’我’解’把’們稱’’’’’說’們’鄙’不’成’’’足輕重’’身’賤’’’’等’當’’見傑’’傑’遜’當我’’’’’候選’’單’’’’’提’’’ 我生’’民’’’’民’生’’不’我’’’’’民’生’’不’’’’’’’’夠成’’’’’’’’’’’’夠成’’有’天’變黑’’黎’’’’’’’不’’’’’’培’個’’個’培’’’’最’’’’不’’失’ ’不該’’’’’’’’’’’不’’’目標’’’’該’白’完’勝任’’該堅’’’’我們’不’’’’國’’變’’’’終’著’望’’終’著’望’’終’著’望’’’晚’’’’終滿’’望’’ 我’’’’們’我’’’’們’ . . . We meet tonight at a crossroads, a point of decision. Shall we expand, be inclusive, find unity and power; or suffer division and impotence? We come to Atlanta, the cradle of the old south, the crucible of the new South. Tonight there is a sense of celebration because we are moved, fundamentally moved, from racial battlegrounds by law. to economic common ground, tomorrow we will challenge to move to higher ground. Common ground! Think of. Jerusalem― the intersection where many trails met. A small village that became the birthplace for three great religions― Judaism, Christianity and Islam. Why was this village so blessed? Because it provided a crossroads where different people met, different cultures, and different civilizations could meet and find common ground. When people come together, flowers always flourish and the air is rich with the aroma of a new spring. Take New York, the dynamic metropolis. What makes New York so special? It is the invitation of the Statue of Liberty― give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses who yearn to breathe free. Not restricted to English only. Many people, many cultures, many languages― with one thing in common, they yearn to breathe free. . . . Common ground' That is the challenge to our party tonight. Left wing. Right wing. Progress will not come through boundless liberalism nor static conservatism, but at the critical mass of mutual survival. It takes two wings to fly. Whether you're a hawk or a dove, you're just a bird living in the same environment, in the same world. The Bible teaches that when lions and lambs lie down together, none will he afraid and there will be peace in the valley. It sounds impossible. Lions eat lambs. Lambs sensibly flee from lions. But even lions and lambs find common ground. Why? Because neither lions nor lambs want the forest to catch on fire. Neither lions nor lambs want acid rain to fall. Neither lions nor lambs can survive nuclear war. If lions and lambs can find common ground, surely, we can as well, as civilized people. The only time that we win is when we come together.... Common ground. America's not a blanket woven from one thread, one color, one cloth. When I was a child growing up in Greenville, S.C.. and grandmother could not afford a blanket, she didn't complain and we did not freeze. Instead, she took pieces of old cloth― patches, wool, silk, gabardine, crockersack on the patches― barely good enough to wipe off your shoes with. But they didn't stay that way very long. With sturdy hands and a strong cord, she sewed them together into a quilt, a thing of beauty and power and culture. Now, Democrats, we must build such a quilt. Farmers, you seek fair prices and you are right, but you cannot stand alone. Your patch is not big enough. Workers, you fight for fair wages. You are right. But your patch is not big enough. Women, you seek comparable worth and pay equity. You are right. But your patch is not big enough. Women, mothers, who seek Head Start and day care and pre-natal care on the front side of life, rather than jail care and welfare on the back side of life, you're right, but your patch is not big enough. Students, you seek scholarships. You are right. But your patch is not big enough. Blacks and Hispanics, when we fight for civil rights, we are right, but our patch is not big enough. Gays and lesbians, when you fight against discrimination and a cure for AIDS, you are right, hut your patch is not big enough. Conservatives and progressives. when you fight for what you believe, right-wing, left-wing, hawk, dove― you are right, from your point of view, but your point of view is not enough. But don't despair. Be as wise as my grand- mama. Pool the patches and the pieces together, bound by a common thread. When we form a great quilt of unity and common ground we'll have the power to bring about health care and housing and jobs and education and hope to our nation. We the people can win. We stand at the end of a long dark night of reaction. We stand tonight united in a commitment to a new direction. For almost eight years, we've been led by those who view social good coming from private interest, who viewed public life as a means to increase private wealth. They have been prepared to sacrifice the common good of the many to satisfy the private interest and the wealth of a few. We believe in a government that's a tool of our democracy in service to the public, not an instrument of the aristocracy in search of private wealth. . . . I just want to take common sense to high places. We're spending $150 billion a year defending Europe and Japan 43 years after the war is over. We have more troops in Europe tonight than we had seven years ago, yet the threat of war is ever more remote. Germany and Japan are now creditor nations― that means they've got a surplus. We are a debtor nation― it means we are in debt. Let them share more of the burden of their own defense― use some of that money to build decent housing! Use some of that money to educate our children! Use some of that money for long-term health care! Use some of that money to wipe out these slums and put America back to work! . . . Whether white, black or brown, the hungry baby's belly turned inside out is the same color. Call it pain. Call it hurt. Call it agony. Most poor people are not on welfare. Some of them are illiterate and can't read the want-ad sections. And when they can, they can't find a job that matches their address. They work hard every day, I know. I lived amongst them. I'm one of them. I know they work. I'm a witness. They catch the early bus. They work every day. They raise other people's children. They work every day. They clean the streets. They work every day. They drive vans with cabs. They work every day. They change the beds you slept in these hotels last night and can't get a union contract. They work every day. No more. They're not lazy. Someone must defend them because it's right, and they cannot speak for themselves. They work in hospitals. I know they do. They wipe the bodies of those who are sick with fever and pain. They empty their bedpans. They clean out their commode. No job is beneath them, and yet when they get sick, they cannot lie in the bed they made up every day. America, that is not right. We are a better nation than that. . . . And then, for our children, young America, hold your head high now. We can win. We must not lose you to drugs and violence, premature pregnancy, suicide, cynicism, pessimism and despair. We can win. Wherever you are tonight, I challenge you to hope and to dream. Don't submerge your dreams. Exercise above all else, even on drugs, dream of the day you're drug-free. Even in the gutter, dream of the day that you'll be up on your feet again. You must never stop dreaming. Face reality, yes. But don't stop with the way things are; dream of things as they ought to be. Dream. Face pain, but love, hope, faith, and dreams will help you rise above the pain. Use hope and imagination as weapons of survival and progress, but you keep on dreaming, young America. Dream of peace. Peace is rational and reasonable. War is irrational in this age and unwinnable. Dream of teachers who teach for life and not for a living. Dream of doctors who are concerned more about public health than private wealth. Dream of lawyers more concerned about justice than a judgeship. Dream of preachers who are concerned more about prophecy than profiteering. Dream on the high road of sound values. . . . Don't surrender and don't give up. Why can I challenge you this way? Jesse Jackson, you don't understand my situation. You be on television. You don't understand. I see you with the big people. You don't understand my situation. I understand. You're seeing me on TV but you don't know the me that makes me, me. They wonder why does Jesse run, because they see me running for the White House. They don't see the house I'm running from. I have a story. I wasn't always on television. Writers were not always outside my door. When I was born late one afternoon, October 8th, in Greenville, S.C., no writers asked my mother her name. Nobody chose to write down our address. My mama was not supposed to make it. And I was not supposed to make it. You see, I was born to a teen-age mother who was born to a teen-age mother. I understand. I know abandonment and people being mean to you, and saying you're nothing and nobody, and can never be anything. I understand. Jesse Jackson is my third name. I'm adopted. When I had no name, my grandmother gave me her name. My name was Jesse Burns until I was 12.So I wouldn't have a blank space, she gave me a name to hold me over. I understand when nobody knows your name. I understand when you have no name. I understand. I wasn't born in the hospital. Mama didn't have insurance. I was born in the bed at home. I really do understand. Born in a three-room-house, bathroom in the backyard, slop jar by the bed, no hot and cold running water. I understand. Wallpaper used for decoration? No. For a windbreaker. I understand. I'm a working person's person, that's why I understand you whether you're black or white. I understand work. I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I had a shovel programmed for my hand. My mother, a working woman. So many days she went to work early with runs in her stockings. She knew better, but she wore runs in her stockings so that my brother and I could have matching socks and not be laughed at at school. I understand. At 3 o'clock on Thanksgiving Day we couldn't eat turkey because mama was preparing someone else's turkey at 3 o'clock. We had to play football to entertain ourselves and then around 6 o'clock she would get off the Alta Vista bus: then we would bring up the leftovers and eat our turkey― leftovers, the carcass, the cranberries around 8 o'clock at night. I really do understand. Every one of these funny labels they put on you, those of you who are watching this broadcast tonight in the projects, on the corners, I understand. Call you outcast, low down, you can't make it, you're nothing, you're from no- body, subclass, underclass― when you see Jesse Jackson, when my name goes in nomination, your name goes in nomination. I was born in the slum, but the slum was not horn in me. And it wasn't born in you, and you can make it. Wherever you are tonight you can make it. Hold your head high, stick your chest out. You can make it. It gets dark sometimes, but the morning comes. Don't you surrender. Suffering breeds character. Character breeds faith. In the end faith will not disappoint. You must not surrender. You may or may not get there, but just know that you're qualified and you hold on and hold out. We must never surrender. America will get better and better. Keep hope alive. Keep hope alive. Keep hope alive. On tomorrow night and beyond, keep hope alive. I love you very much. I love you very much. ’ ’ |