I cannot tell you how many times in my life, especially when I was a young girl, that I heard people say, “it will be a cold day in Hell when a black man becomes president.” Oh, how I would like to rub this day in all their faces. I suppose those who are still living are having it rubbed in their faces well enough without my help.
Well, today was a cold day, to be sure, but I wouldn’t equate the location (our nation) to Hell. But, if this is what Hell is like, I say sign me up! Oh, yeah… I forgot, according to many religious people, that is exactly where I am going whether I sign up or not.