Today at Inauguration day of President Joe Biden , there were so many things that I personally got excited about, first of all the election of this man .. it was a memorable day for the whole nation because now they finally have a Leader who will be able to reconcile the people first and then foreign relations .. a president who comes from the middle class and will think of the good of everyone and not just of those who are well off .. another thing that makes me excited from the first day his office was announced was to see Kamala Harris sworn in as vice president, the first woman as vice president, the first daughter of immigrants to fill such an important role .. then there was the amazing Lady Gaga who moved me when she sang the United States anthem and JLo with his great Latin personality also manifested on the Capitol stage sang an extraordinary song this land is your land, and there my heart melted .. Then see the former presidents, Clinton Bush and Obama together I think s ia something spectacular, the emotion of Jill Biden holding the family Bible on which her husband swears to the Nation, the beautiful Amazing Grace sung by Garth Brooks, the composure of outgoing vice president Mike Pence … it was all wonderful but it was even more so when Amanda Gorman a very young activist and poet read her The Hill we Climb .. from today America begins a new and important page of history and the times are not the best ones in Biden and Harris on the task of putting this great nation back on its feet and young people like Amanda Gorman instead the task of raising their rights and continuing to make the United States great!
Here I want to share with you the text of the wonderful Hill we Climb .
When day comes we ask ourselves,
where can we find light in this never-ending shade?
The loss we carry,
a sea we must wade
We’ve braved the belly of the beast
We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace
And the norms and notions
of what just is
Isn’t always just-ice
And yet the dawn is ours
before we knew it
Somehow we do it
Somehow we’ve weathered and witnessed
a nation that isn’t broken
but simply unfinished
We the successors of a country and a time
Where a skinny Black girl
descended from slaves and raised by a single mother
can dream of becoming president
only to find herself reciting for one
And yes we are far from polished
far from pristine
but that doesn’t mean that we are
striving to form a union that is perfect
We are striving to forge a union with purpose
To compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and
conditions of man.
And so we lift our gazes not to what stands between us
but what stands before us
We close the divide because we know, to put our future first,
we must first put our differences aside
We lay down our arms
so we can reach out our arms
to one another.
We seek harm to none and harmony for all
Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true:
That even as we grieved, we grew
That even as we hurt, we hoped
That even as we tired, we tried
That we’ll forever be tied together, victorious
Not because we will never again know defeat
but because we will never again sow division
Scripture tells us to envision
that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree
And no one shall make them afraid
If we’re to live up to our own time
Then victory won’t lie in the blade
But in all the bridges we’ve made
That is the promise to glade
The hill we climb
If only we dare
It’s because being American is more than a pride we inherit
it’s the past we step into
and how we repair it
We’ve seen a force that would shatter our nation
rather than share it
Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy
And this effort very nearly succeeded
But while democracy can be periodically delayed
it can never be permanently defeated
In this truth
in this faith we trust
For while we have our eyes on the future
history has its eyes on us
This is the era of just redemption
We feared at its inception
We did not feel prepared to be the heirs
of such a terrifying hour
but within it we found the power
to author a new chapter
To offer hope and laughter to ourselves
So while we once we asked,
how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe?
Now we assert
How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?
We will not march back to what was
but move to what shall be
A country that is bruised but whole,
benevolent but bold,
fierce and free
We will not be turned around
or interrupted by intimidation
because we know our inaction and inertia
will be the inheritance of the next generation
Our blunders become their burdens
But one thing is certain:
If we merge mercy with might,
and might with right,
then love becomes our legacy
and change our children’s birthright
So let us leave behind a country
better than the one we were left with
Every breath from my bronze-pounded chest,
we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one
We will rise from the gold-limbed hills of the west,
we will rise from the windswept northeast
where our forefathers first realized revolution
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states,
we will rise from the sunbaked south
We will rebuild, reconcile and recover
and every known nook of our nation and
every corner called our country,
our people diverse and beautiful will emerge,
battered and beautiful
When day comes we step out of the shade,
aflame and unafraid
The new dawn blooms as we free it
For there is always light,
if only we’re brave enough to see it
If only we’re brave enough to be it
Today i want to celebrate his birthday with the speech that inspired me and make it everyday in world right now in the Pandemic time we need that many politicians take inspiration by the man who died for the people.. right now it’s not just a racial issue.. but is about the good of humanity.. we need again of you more than ever..
I am happy to join you in this which will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our country. One hundred years ago a great American, in whose shadow we stand today, signed the Proclamation on Emancipation. This fundamental decree came as a great beacon of hope for millions of Negro slaves who had been burned in the fire of greedy injustice. It came like a radiant dawn to put an end to the long night of captivity.
But a hundred years later, the Negro is still not free; a hundred years later, the life of the Negro is sadly still paralyzed by the shackles of segregation and the chains of discrimination; a hundred years later, the Negro still lives on an island of lonely poverty in a vast ocean of material prosperity; a hundred years later; the Negro still languishes on the fringes of American society and finds himself exiled to his own land. That is why we have come here today to represent our shameful condition. In a way, we have come to the country’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of the republic wrote the sublime words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they signed an “promissory note” to which every American would become heir. This promissory note allowed all men, yes, blacks as well as whites, to enjoy the inalienable principles of life, freedom and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note as far as its citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation of yours, America handed the blacks a bogus check; a check that is completed with the phrase: “insufficient funds”. We refuse to believe that funds are insufficient in the great vaults of opportunity this country offers. And so we have come to cash this check, a check that will give us, on presentation, the riches of freedom and the guarantee of justice.
We also came to this shrine to remind America of the passionate urgency of the now. This is not the time to allow things to cool down or gobble up the tranquilizer of gradualism. This is the time to fulfill the promises of democracy; this is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the radiant path of justice; this is the time to lift our nation from the quicksand of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood; this is the time to make justice true for all the children of God. It would be the end for this nation if it did not fully appreciate the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of legitimate Negro impatience will not end until an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality is achieved.
1963 is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the niggers need to vent their tensions a little and then be sated, will have a rude awakening, if the country resumes functioning as if nothing had happened. to when the blacks are not granted their rights as citizens. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice has risen.
But there is something I must say to my people who are here on the warm threshold that leads to the courthouse. In our progress towards the right goal, we must not stain ourselves with unjust actions.
We try not to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of hatred and resentment. We will have to lead our struggle forever on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. We will have to continually rise to the majestic peaks of those who respond to physical strength with the strength of the soul.
This wonderful new militancy that has affected the black community should not lead us to a lack of trust in the whole white community, because many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to understand that their destiny is linked with our destiny, and they have come to understand that their freedom is inextricably linked to our freedom. This offense that unites us, and which has caused a storm for the fortified walls of injustice, will have to be fought by an army of two races. We cannot walk alone.
And as we move forward, we will have to commit ourselves to march forward forever. We can’t go back. There are those who ask those who ask for civil rights: “When will you be satisfied?” We will never be satisfied as long as the Negro is a victim of the unspeakable horrors to which he is subjected by the police.
We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, tired from the fatigue of the journey, cannot find accommodation in the motels on the streets and in the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the social displacements really allowed for blacks are from a small ghetto to a larger one.
We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their dignity by signs that say “For Whites Only”. We can never be satisfied as long as the Mississippi niggers can’t vote and the New York niggers believe they have nothing to vote for. No, we are not yet satisfied, and we will not be until justice flows like water and law like a mighty river.
He hasn’t forgotten that some of you have come here after enormous trials and tribulations. Some of you have just come out of the cramped prison cells. Some of you have come from areas where the demand for freedom has left us battered by the storms of persecution and stunned by the gusts of police brutality. You are the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the certainty that undeserved suffering is redemptive.
Return to Mississippi; return to Alabama; return to South Carolina; return to Georgia; return to Louisiana; return to your neighborhoods and to the ghettos of the northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can, and will change. Let us not sink into the valley of despair, and therefore, my friends, I tell you that, even if you have to face the roughness of today and tomorrow, I always have a dream ahead of me. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream, that one day this nation will stand up and live the meaning of its convictions to the full: we hold this truth obvious, that all men are created equal.
I have a dream before me that someday in the red hills of Georgia the children of those who were once slaves and the children of those who once owned slaves will be able to sit together at the brotherhood table.
I have a dream before me that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state filled with the arrogance of injustice, filled with the arrogance of oppression, will turn into an oasis of freedom and justice. me a dream, that my four young children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the qualities of their character. I have a dream before me today !.
I have a dream before me, that one day every valley will be exalted, every hill and every mountain will be humiliated, rough places will be made flat and tortuous places straightened and the glory of the Lord will show itself and all living beings together they will see. This is our hope. This is the faith with which I start towards the South.
With this faith we will be able to snatch a stone of hope from the mountain of despair. With this faith, we will be able to transform our nation’s jarring discords into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.
With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to fight together, to go to jail together, to defend freedom together, knowing that one day we will be free. That will be the day when all the children of God will be able to sing with new meanings: my country, of you, sweet land of freedom, of you I sing; land where my fathers died, land pride of the pilgrim, from every mountain slope let freedom ring; and if America wants to be a great nation this can happen.
Then let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York state.
Let freedom ring in the high Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Colorado Rockies.
Let freedom ring from the gentle slopes of California.
But that’s not all.
Let freedom ring from Georgia’s Stone Mountain.
Let freedom ring from Tennessee’s Lookout Mountain.
Let freedom ring from every mountain and mound of the Mississippi. From every slope let freedom ring.
And when we let freedom ring out, when we allow it to ring out from every village and borough, from every state and every city, we also accelerate that day when all the children of God, black and white, Jewish and Gentile, Catholic and Protestants, they will know how to join hands and sing with the words of the old spiritual: “Free finally, free at last; thanks God Almighty, we are finally free”.
What happened in Washington two days ago is truly unlikely, we have never seen a fall so low for a great nation like the United States, and this is due to only one man, if we want to define him “man”. Donald Trump will surely be one of those presidents who wrote the history of the United States, but he wrote the ugliest pages since the construction of the wall on the border with Mexico to today when his fans, his followers that toxic America, racist, bigoted, anti-democratic and anti-constitutional attacked the Capitol. The Capitol, the home of American democracy, the place where men swear on the bible to protect the constitution and democracy and become presidents of one of the most important states in the world. The scenes seen worldwide of those despicable beings who entered, vandalized and bullied Capitol Hill hurt our heart … and to be honest they scared us a lot.There are security investigations, as in a video you can see how the cops are they stand aside to let them in, there have been deaths, arrests and injuries, but the thing that really worries the whole world is “how is it possible for a President to incite people to do what they did as if nothing had happened” Today the senators not only Democrats but also Republicans take sides against him, and blame him for what happened, for his stance in favor of those people.
With this revolt, the images of the BLM march, the images of the police beating and throwing tear gas at the people marching for civil rights and not against democracy, have surfaced in the memory of many Americans, the other America.That America that was close to Trump, because he rebelled against his person, his ideas, his white supremacy .. In 2020, after George Floyd’s death at the hands of the police in America, the other America, a revolt broke out, born peaceful but unfortunately among them there were also people who thought that only with war they could make themselves heard, after centuries of mistreatment, discrimination and violence .. Those people were classified by Trump as anti-American anarchists, Biden voters, who were destroying cities for no reason, that the police would react, even with violence if necessary because they all deserved the prison.
Whites and Blacks the other America, the one Trump hated because he did not bow to his power, united, all together marched for the BLACK LIVES MATTER, because the right to life is important, just two words of comfort were enough, one was enough of his many videos, it was enough if he were everyone’s President .. but no. Not a word of comfort for Breonna Taylor’s family, who was also killed by the police, on the contrary she has repeatedly spoken well of the ways of acting of the police..America, his America has unfairly intervened against those people, firing on the crowd, and doing justice for itself, and what did he do? he praised those people .. this a real president does not! In four years, he has only incited hatred, violence, inappropriate use of weapons .. and today after what happened on Capitol Hill, the only thing that remains in mind is he who said << back to home, we love you >> Supporting his America has angered the other America, that of good people, that of those who respect the constitution and democracy. What will happen? you do not know, there are only twelve days left for his exit from the scene, although the great senators like Nancy Pelosi ask Mike Pence to proclaim the 25th amendment and to investigate the president, there is fear, fear for that nuclear code that is in possession of a madman, out of his mind and who until January 20 will keep the whole world in suspense ..
With the hope in the heart that America will rise again, after the covid, after four years of bad presidency, that it will return to being that united nation, a single America capable of making the whole world dream!
It’s like writing a logbook, sixty days ago my last day of work at the restaurant, 60 days ago the knowledge that I would not see that place again before the arrival of 2021, 60 days ago I just wanted this pandemic to end; sixty days ago, I locked myself up in the house, I only went out for really urgent errands, sixty days ago before this second lockdown I was finally not afraid of being around people and today I have it again. sixty days ago I was wearing one size smaller, sixty days ago I was blonde today I went back to basics, sixty days ago I understood that the situation in Italy was not at all easy as many thought, sixty days ago I celebrated Joe Biden’s victory at 2020 elections, sixty days ago I chose me in front of everything, and it was time considering that I waited thirty-five years, sixty days ago I couldn’t wait for 2021 to arrive, today after only five days I see that the situation has not only not changed but it risks getting worse and this hurts .. sixty days ago I started writing my second book, sixty days ago I started crying for everything and I stopped only five minutes ago, sixty days ago I feared I could not spend Christmas with my nephew and niece, November is It was the hardest month, I lost my mother’s sister, and my father’s brother-in-law within a week, sixty days ago I prayed so much that this wouldn’t happen during the Lockdown. November catapulted us into total fear when the my boss and cousin tested positive for covid with all his family, but he was hospitalized and had to use oxygen helmets twenty days of fear for him and also for the future. 60 days ago my nephew started to have his say first syllables and when she said aunt in late November it was heavenly. 60 days ago was the last day I wore makeup and never went near my dressing table. Things have happened in these sixty days, unfortunately more ugly than beautiful, but they have taught me a lot, they have made me understand that nothing is taken for granted, that everything that makes us happy can also make us suffer, that the thing we all want it is a virtual freedom, free yes but always attached to social networks, I understood that however much a government can make in the end any choice it takes will always be criticized, I understood that people understand the gravity of things only when they are touched by these. I realized that as soon as we are given a little more freedom we look like dogs on a leash, I realized that if we really want to improve the situation we have to work for it. So if you see people without a mask, or you want to go around your city without a mask, DON’T DO IT! It is these small gestures that will bring us back to our much loved freedom.
A few days ago Time, one of the most famous magazines in the world, published the cover to describe this 2020, perhaps the best way to describe this year.
in a few days the situation in Italy precipitates, at the beginning of March, schools stop, and soon after everything stops, millions of workers and students suspended in doubt of what will happen, and here I am closed at home, every day thousands of News on Coronavirus, some loaded, some real, every day the positives, hospitalizations and unfortunately also the deaths increased. After March 10, news begins to arrive from all over Europe and the other side of the world .. The blocking of flights, the forced and non-forced repatriation of people who lived abroad, the first news of “skeptics” like Donald Trump, who said that it was a simple flu .. Shut up at home I devoted myself to writing my first book, it was a bit like a sweet distraction .. during the day, at night I was always at the pc, book and world news, and then the news, I had reached ten a day because every positive, every dead, every hospitalized, every closed city became part of me ..
All over the world there are photos of exhausted nurses and doctors like that of Elena Pagliarini, perhaps it is thanks to these photos that they begin to take precautions, they begin to block movements between nations in Europe, and the United States blocks external flights.
But now the situation is critical for everyone, from the United States on March 30th the images of the ship docking in the Hudson River arrive, a swaying hospital arrived because after less than a month New York and its hospitals have collapsed, the images from the United States are criticism, and frighten the whole world. But there was still too much skepticism, the great heads of state like Donald Trump, Borsanero of Brazil and Johnson of England are among the first skeptics, the United States had great State Governors like Andrew Cuomo and Gavin Newsom respectively state of New York and Califonia who have tried in every way to stop the infections, England had a hard time with Johnson who once caught the virus he too realized what was happening .. Who instead waited to to get to about a thousand deaths a day before taking action was Bolsanero, at the beginning of May the book was almost finished, and even my Lockdown, at the end of the month I went back to work, and working in what has been and is today the most affected sector, the Catering sector, I realized how people he quickly forgot what we had been through, all partying around. All around attacking restaurants, bars and unfortunately also discos, all traveling around, all invading Croatia which, shortly after the start of summer, was already covid Full!All people left for Croatia for the holidays that would return to Italy, all positive for covid, after Croatia it was the turn of Sardinia .. and in the meantime in August many virologists gave the situation catastrophic since October, but we fooled, we continued to make our comfortable, and it was precisely at this moment that I was afraid, I went six days to the sea, I took an apartment on the Amalfi coast, and I felt guilty as soon as I got back, I am among the lucky ones (until today ) to not have caught the virus but have lived with anxiety all this time. Today I have been locked in the house again for thirty-five days, and the only thing I feel is fear, fear of going back out, of living my life.Because this new Lockdown, even if lighter and lived with the awareness that it was to arrive, has destabilized me with my life.One thing is certain, this December no resolutions for 2021, no plans, no plans .. I will live life day by day, with the hope that all this will end and that my desire to trust the world will return once again ..
In 1999 it was decided at the assembly of the united nations to dedicate this day to violence against women, because they wanted to give the whole world a way to raise awareness on a topic, so delicate and so little understood even today …
Violence against women is not only a question of physical violence, but also psychological, in 2020 women are still considered secondary, in 2020 women are still paid less than a man doing the same job, in 2020 if a woman reports a violent husband is still little believed, even if every day we know how many victims there are for domestic violence, in 2020 we still say that a woman who is ravaged if she is looking for it .. In 2020 still the judges and lawyers when a woman comes raped ask what she was wearing .. and especially if she liked it. We are in 2020 and if a woman decides she does not want to have children, she is criticized and defined as a half woman, in 2020 if a woman cuts her hair very short she is immediately defined as a lesbian, in 2020 we still say that certain jobs the woman cannot do…in 2020 there are still men who kill their children to blackmail their wives, men who burn their wives, men who threaten, men who blackmail ..In 2020, there are still women who suffer humiliation, blackmail and violence in the workplace
THE COLOR: The color chosen for such an important day is red, and in many countries they have taken their cue from the 2009 installation by Mexican artist Elina Chauvet, the “Zapatos Rojos” they put red shoes lined up in squares or in public places ..but on this very important day for us women, there were also other symbols, like an orange ribbon.
THE STORY: Violence against women and girls is one of the most widespread, persistent and devastating human rights violations in our world today remains largely unreported due to the impunity, silence, stigma and shame surrounding it.
What we try to do today is not just to eliminate physical violence, which can lead to murder or beatings, but all types of violence that a woman can suffer.
intimate partner violence (battering, psychological abuse, marital rape, femicide);
sexual violence and harassment (rape, forced sexual acts, unwanted sexual advances, child sexual abuse, forced marriage, street harassment, stalking, cyber- harassment);
human trafficking (slavery, sexual exploitation);
female genital mutilation; and
on November 25, 1960 three women, three sisters, three political activists, the Mirabal sisters were killed by order of the dictator of the republic Sunday, Rafael Leónidas Trujillo Molina, that day, the three sisters were blocked by military while they went to their husbands in prison , they were taken to a secret place, tortured, raped, massacred with sticks and eventually strangled, and then to hide what had happened they put them in the car and simulated a car accident by throwing the car over a precipice.
it was in 1981, in Bogota in the first feminist assembly that it was decided to dedicate this date precisely to violence against women, for the memory of these three young women.In 1991, the Center for Global Leadership of Women launched the 16 Days of Activism Campaign Against Gender Violence, proposing activities from November 25 to December 10, International Human Rights Day.And in 1993 ,the date of November 25 for the elimination of violence against women was confirmed by the United Nations Assembly.My personal thought is that when you hear news about violence against women, not to be fooled by appearances, you have to listen to the victims and help them. Do not always point the finger at the woman, but try to understand why ..
I have always denied myself to cooking, I have always said that I am more someone who orders food, rather than one who prepares it, but out of need and boredom, I found myself spending hours of my horrible second Lockdown in the kitchen! Those very few times I had to cook, I was always blatantly criticized for the mistakes I made when I was thirteen, and by emergency I found myself cooking my younger siblings..so I have always preferred to avoid, until Sunday, when I found myself in front of the stove and didn’t really know what to do, I started looking around, and I thought about my grandmother’s kitchen, on Sundays I spent watching my mother cook, I had some technique, and if the chefs manage to create wonderful dishes, combining different products together, I can create something by revisiting the old grandmother’s recipes ..
INGREDIENTS FOR 4 PEOPLE
- 16 oz. Mixed Minced meat
- 1 egg
- bread (quantity at will but I suggest not much)
- black pepper
- a pinch of nutmeg
processing: mix everything in a bowl, once ready prepare a dish with breadcrumbs, which we will use for the breading of the meatballs.
For the shape, I preferred, to make large meatballs, but it is there to your liking, put some oil in a pan, and let it heat up as soon as it starts to “fry” then drop your meatballs, make sure that the cooking is golden, evenly. Meatballs as my grandmother made them with the addition of nutmeg were (and here I say fortunately) very appreciated!
In this second phase of the second Lockdown I decided to take better care of myself, today I am exactly fifteen days at home, I went out a few times to do the shopping, but nothing special, I have not made up for fifteen days, and also if in this second Lockdown I eat less fatty things than the first in March.
In these fifteen days, between stress and anxiety, in addition to imperfections due to oily skin, I also found myself dealing with skin spots, so as soon as the situation became calmer, I decided to pamper myself a little.
I was practically born with oily skin and for years, I have tried any product, plus over time the damn blackheads have added. So those dimples formed on the skin that make the face really ugly.
but thanks to Sand And Sky and other wonderful products my skin is smooth and clean!
1st STEP) Cleaning with Garnier Rose Micellar Water, sensitive to redness, and effective for 99% careful cleaning
2nd Step: Tissue mask in pure charcoal. Perfect !! Sheet mask is infused with charcoal, known for its ultra-absorbent properties, and is enriched with black tea extract, LHA and hyaluronic acid to purify, mattify and rebalance the skin, leaving it hydrated.
3rd Step: the third step was the blackhead machine, I did the deep cleaning on my nose and chin.
4th step: Sephora 5-minute Black Mask, I love it because it’s easy to apply, it has an exceptional effect on the face, and it’s practically my Daily mask
5th step: when I deal with blackheads and face cleansing, I always risk having a problem of gloss so I applied the green pure clay mask by L’Oreal, which mattifies, applying it on the forehead, nose, cheeks and chin.
LAST STEP: I recommend this step to all those who like me, at home with too many makeup, have orange peel cheeks! Since I have been using this product, I am returning with the face of a child!
The Sand and Sky mask with pink clay from Australia, the clay Smoothes the face making it smooth and without imperfections!
Let’s take advantage of this period to not break down and take care of ourselves!
This week the 46th president of the United States of America was elected, along with him the 46th vice president of the United States, for the first time in the history of the American Constitution, a woman of Indo-Jamaican origin, Kamala Harris.
Since Joe Biden chose Kamala, I was very convinced, for the victory, I knew they would win, because the former is a democrat, old-fashioned, lover of the union of the people, respectful of the laws and rules, respectful of the people, everything that made the United States great. The second, a lover of civil rights, the right to vote, respect for races. The victory of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris was a splash of fresh air in a nation destroyed by Covid, racism, and denied women’s rights, like sixty years ago.
Born in Oklahoma, in 1964, to an Indo-American mother who immigrated from Chennai and a father of Jamaican descent, she studied at Howard University and at Hastings College of the Law in San Francisco, began working as a deputy district attorney for Alameda County from 1990 to 1998. After working for two years in that office, in 2003 she was elected district attorney of San Francisco, remained in office until 2011. In 2010 she was elected attorney general of California and re-elected again in 2014. Harris is She was therefore the first woman to hold this office, as well as the first Asian American figure. In 2016 she ran for the Senate, and won clearly, becoming the first African-Asian American to be elected to the Senate. He has always fought for the civil rights of African Americans, the LGBT community,of women and all minorities in America.
Her presence, the way he imposes himself on the Americans, makes you understand that he has fought hard to be where he is now, and that he believes in the American dream, the one in which his mother believed, and the one in which many of us still believe. In her victory speech, she spoke to the girls, the young women, urging them to continue to cultivate their dreams because everything is possible, she is the first female Vice President, but she will not be the last.
Yes, Joe Biden won in what was the longest election campaign in the history of the United States of America.
This election saw the winner Joe Biden and Vice President Kamala Harris, who were immediately acclaimed by the people, Joe with the appearance of a father of a family, a person who only looks at him and feels respect, Joe Biden who took the side of the weakest, of the minorities, of the middle class! He sided with those who want a better America for everyone… and he was successful.He was not defeated by a clown, who uses bullying as his only tactic, Joe Biden is the new president of the United States of America, and he brought back to America the moment he won an important value .. Union, because united you win!The States have been brought to its knees by an invisible enemy, Covid-19, we are not talking about bombs or terrorist attacks, but about something that you can fight only if you take care of your health and the health of your people, what he was unable to do Mr. Donald Trump. Donald Trump, who in this pandemic had to prove that he was a great leader for a great nation, came out of the pact with the UN, canceling Obamacare and putting millions of people in danger every time he refused to wear the mask.Bringing on the back and conscience, which frankly I don’t know if he has it, two million deaths from coronavirus, and more than fifty million infected. Instead of finding solutions, he thought about attacking his opponents, and saying that the virus is nothing more than a flu, he managed to say in front of millions of people, to drink disinfectant! Really creepy, and only creepy like him could rate it.
Today Joe Biden and Kamala Harris find themselves picking up the pieces of an America, divided, destroyed and sunk, but America is the land of dreams, and Joe Biden’s dream is to bring America up again.
Because America is the nation that welcomes everyone and gives opportunities to all those who commit and believe in the American dream.
I feel that America will once again be the great nation we have always known, and not the joke of the world as in the last four years.
God Save the President of United States!