Now We Know: It Had To Be You, Kamala

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Now We Know: It Had To Be You, Kamala

    Tell me, am I the only person who, up until three days ago, had no idea that they loved Kamala Harris?
    Which isn't to say that I never loved Kamala. I actually did love her during the first Democratic debate back in June 2019 (See post form 6/28/2019, "The Air Is Hummin'").

      I still remember the moment during that first debate when all the candidates started talking at once and she broke it up, putting up her hands and saying, "Hey, guys, you know what? America does not want to witness a food fight. They want to know how we're going to put food on their table." Touché, thought I, and at that moment  I could absolutely see Kamala Harris  as President.  She had new ideas, she was energetic, passionate and exciting. She had sparkle.
    But then, in truth, by the end of that first two-part debate I liked almost every one of the twenty candidates. Each of them brought new energy, excitement, passion and sparkle.  At that time I could see any one of them as President,

...except for two of them: Marian Williamson whom I - along with most of the rest of the civilized world - thought was a bit, as the French would say, de trop;

...and Joe Biden, who I thought came across as a tad old and subdued.

     Which only goes to show what I knew. Turned out that after three years under the chaotic, unpredictable, tilt-a-whirl Presidency of Donald Trump, new, exciting and sparkly wasn't what the majority of Americans were longing for.
      And though Kamala Harris rocketed in the polls after that first debate, during which she'd gotten medieval on old Joe for racial policy sins from his past,  

...over time and amidst the tremendous competition from the numerous other candidates her lead steadily fell, and by December she'd dropped out of the Presidential race. And Joe Biden, if short on the sparkle, continued on an upward path to his ascendancy as the Democratic Presidential Candidate.
       And I, for one, forgot that I'd once loved Kamala Harris.
     Of course Harris's name still appeared to be floating somewhere in the pool of potential candidates under consideration by Biden for his VP pick, but, one assumed, would hardly be under any serious consideration, not after the clocking she'd given him during the debate. 
      More interesting and discussion-worthy were the other women whose names we were hearing and wondering about: What about Staci Abrams? Val Demings? Elizabeth Warren? Gretchen Whitmer? Susan Rice? Karen Bass? Which one would be the best choice for Biden for a winning ticket? Which would be the best choice for President should it come to that?
     (As for me, I was on Team Tammy Duckworth for a while).

      Little did any of us know that while we all wondered, waited, opined and worried over who Joe Biden would chose for his running mate, behind closed doors it was Harris who was rising up, checked box by checked box, as the top choice for that position.
      And yet when it was announced this past Tuesday that Kamala Harris would be Joe Biden's running mate the news was greeted by Biden's supporters with elation. It was as if the joining of two seemingly incompatible elements had produced some wonderful chemical reaction that fired us up and suddenly made it abundantly clear to us all that Harris was the best of all possible choices as the other half of a Biden ticket, the only choice all along.

      And all of a sudden I love Kamala Harris, and Joe Biden for choosing her.

References
https://www.ailantha.com/blog/the-air-is-hummin

https://www.nytimes.com/2020/08/13/us/politics/harris-biden-takeaways.html

https://www.nytimes.com/2020/08/13/us/politics/biden-harris.html