This is about delivery but it’s not about babies.
It’s about deliveries, assumptions, politics, intellectuals, prejudices, Nikki Haley, blondes and more. Strange combinations, don’t you think?
That Nikki Haley becomes our new governor this week is what prompted my weird collection of thoughts.
Haley, of course, is our state’s first female governor. Of Indian heritage, she is our first minority governor. She becomes the nation’s youngest governor. Believe it or not, there are still – in 2011 - a few individuals who think a woman shouldn’t be governor, or that a minority shouldn’t be or that a relatively young person shouldn’t be.
It was in early January 40 years ago that I served my very first day in the state legislature, becoming the nation’s youngest lawmaker. There were many who thought I was too young and/or that a female had no place in the law-making process.
And there were then - and still are - folks who believe that a blonde can’t have brains!
Perhaps Nikki Haley overcame some of the prejudices by the way she delivered her message. Delivery is extremely important in the election process.
One of the smartest and brightest people I ever served with in government was the late Heyward Belser. He was so much the intellectual that most of us couldn’t keep up with him or even understand him.
At one point, Belser ran for lieutenant governor in the Democrat’s primary. Notwithstanding any of the attributes of other candidates, I’m convinced that he wasn’t more successful in that race because he was too brilliant and the brilliance showed in his speeches. His delivery was lacking when it came to relating to most people.
There are some who believe Sarah Palin isn’t very bright because of her delivery style, which includes smiling and winking. My point is not whether she is or is not bright but how we judge folks.
We should not judge or base our decisions on smiles, hair color, ethnicity, age or other such factors.
Forty years ago, there were many who thought I didn’t know much because of my age. Most definitely, there were some things I didn’t know. Now I’m 61, and there are still things I don’t know.
Lack of knowledge on some subjects is true for every human being, regardless of age, ethnicity, facial expressions, religion or education.
Or hair color.
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10/9/09
Just Got a Phone Call - Guess Who?
Just got a phone call from Joe Wilson.
Yes, THAT Joe Wilson. The congressman who yelled "You lie" - the yell heard 'round the world.
He is actually a long-time friend. (More about our friendship of several decades HERE.)
Joe called to remind me that he had been reprimanded before, or perhaps chastised is a better word.
Joe is the one who made the nominating speech for me at our county's political convention. He did a great job.
Thanks to Joe and hundreds of other brave, energetic volunteers, we pulled through and won the election.
Yes, THAT Joe Wilson. The congressman who yelled "You lie" - the yell heard 'round the world.
He is actually a long-time friend. (More about our friendship of several decades HERE.)
Joe called to remind me that he had been reprimanded before, or perhaps chastised is a better word.
It was back in 1970, back in the "ancient days" when we both were younger. At that time here in South Carolina, our political party was small although growing fast, but small enough that we nominated by convention rather than by primary. Also at that time, the minimum voting age was still 21.
In February of that year, I announced as a candidate for the SC House of Representatives. I was a junior in college and only 20 years old, not yet old enough to vote, although I would turn 21 eight days before the election in November.
Joe is the one who made the nominating speech for me at our county's political convention. He did a great job.
In his phone call today, Joe reminded me that he was chastised, fussed at, berated, etc. after his nominating speech. Didn't he know I couldn't win? he was asked. Didn't he know I wasn't old enough to vote? And, worse yet, didn't he know I was a girl?
A lot has happened in the ensuing years, but some things haven't changed. Joe is still getting fussed at, and I'm still a girl, although a much older one.
News Clipping from February 1970
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