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It was a day they longed for. When a man would be judged by the content of his character, rather than the color of his skin. A time when Dr King’s dream would ring out loud and clear. And race would no longer be seen as an insurmountable divider of people. A day when a truly courageous Commander-in-chief would steer clear of unnecessary wars. And when the jagged sword of political dirty scheming would be beaten into the ploughshare of hope and honest debate. Back then, Bill and Hillary Clinton dreamed of time when political prophets would face ballets instead of bullets. And the electorate would have the faith to dream just as big. The moral of the story? Be careful what you dream about. You might just get it.


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  1. It was the day they longed for, everyone would be able to own their own home. Homeownership, once for just a select few would be available to the masses. A courageous Congress would require banks to lend to the less fortunate. Banks would make it financially possible by securitzing the debt and selling it off to the world willing to invest in American prosperity. Bedrooms and barbeques instead of bullets. We had the the faith to dream big. The moral of the story? Don’t buy into the dream without reading the fine print.

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