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INTRODUCTION
"You're listening for story, because story communicates more about a person than simply facts. When people share their story, they get a different sense of themselves, and you get a different sense of them. Barack did that very well. One of the remarkable things is how well he listens to people who are opposed to him." (emphasis added.) So said Gerald Kellman about Barack Obama, as quoted by Liza Mundy in The Washington Post Magazine interview "The Jackpot" published August 12, 2007."
Let me tell you my story and hopefully you will listen as would Barack Obama.
MY STORY
Quietly I sat in my seat on the DC subway, waiting for the stalled train to regain its momentum and continue its race down the track in the direction of my home. As sometimes happens, during the evening rush-hour the train had stopped for unexplained reasons. Metro personnel accommodated what was only deliberately vaguely described as a "police emergency." A police emergency might be anything ranging from Metro security officials trying to nab an on-board pickpocket to investigating a bomb threat or suggestions of a possible terrorist attack of a chemical nature upon Metro's unsuspecting passengers.
In the seat next to me, a quiet young man waited patiently for the trip to resume. Sensing he might be a visitor from overseas taken aback by the sudden, unexplained halt in his journey, I softly said "we should be moving again in just a few moments. It's probably nothing."
He turned and looked at me and shyly smiled, as if in thanks for the verbal reassurance.
"Where are you from?" I asked.
"I am from Iran," he responded.
"So what do you think of our City so far?" I inquired.
"I LOVE GEORGE BUSH!" he exclaimed.
His words took my breath away. The young man from Iran continued to look at me with his beautiful black eyes filling with passion, as he sincerely expressed the depths of his admiration for the man sitting in the Oval Office whom I abhor.
"The average Iranian is not an Islamic fundamentalist," he continued. "Only about five percent of the population is, but they are the ones with the arms and control. The arms and the control are used on the rest of us -- the other 95 percent -- to keep us in line. Many of the young men use hair gel to keep their hair nice, and for that alone -- 80 lashes. If we drink alcohol -- 80 lashes. If we get a tattoo -- 80 lashes. So those of us who do these things are not the Islamic fundamentalists. We just want to do the normal things you do here. And so -- we are fed up. Many of the young people have collectively decided to just go ahead and do these things. If so many of us do, how can they give all of us 80 lashes for each of these things?"
Quickly a flicker of fear was reflected in his eyes. He suddenly whispered, "I could be killed for just saying these things." But just as suddenly the look of fear evaporated and was replaced with the earlier sparkling excitement.
"But the mothers of the younger people are very upset. They are terrified for us. And so we wait for George Bush. People keep saying he's going to bomb Iran. We WANT him to bomb Iran. We want him to set us free," he said.
This was a very politically inconvenient truth I was hearing -- but -- perhaps not. Distant bells of my memory started to toll and suddenly for a brief moment in time, I was in the zone of the dark days immediately preceding the Bush pre-emptive attack on Iraq. I could hear Dick Cheney's repeated refrain, "The Iraqis will greet us as liberators."
Reverting back from that moment to the now on the train, I continued to listen to the young man from Iran earnestly express the passions of his political convictions. There are six American warships just sitting there on the Gulf ready to come in. And we are waiting ... we are waiting. We are waiting for Bush."
"Most Americans do not feel the same way about George Bush as you do," I responded. "To us, he and his cohorts represent a small part of the population, and the rest of us are meant to be kept just under control. George Bush does not promote the ideals most Americans believe in; he does not present the face of America to the rest of the world that most Americans feel is our true portrait. In a way, our country and your country are in the same place. Just as your country is controlled by a small percent of Islamic fundamentalists, Americans have been under the dominance of a handful of radicals -- the neoconservatives -- who also have the arms to control us.
"George Bush does not speak to the American people with the truth," I continued. He tells us what he thinks we need to hear to support whatever posture he has assumed on the issue at hand. He thinks we are all morons who cannot think for ourselves. Americans are not morons. Many of us do our own homework on issues to arrive at a well-reasoned decision on the proper course. Most of us do not support a war on Iran. We are desperately focused on how to stop him."
"So why can't George Bush just come out and tell Americans the truth about Iran?" he asked.
"That's not who George W. Bush is," I responded. "He thinks he only has to answer to God. After all, who here on earth can stop him? But, this is NOT George W. Bush's country; the country belongs to all of us Americans."
Suddenly the Metro lurched back to life and resumed its interrupted rush to the suburbs of Washington, D.C.
People who live and work in Washington, D.C. know that to be an ambassador of good will for our city, we must present ourselves as people who can listen to viewpoints diametrically opposite to our own. This we must do to the myriad of people who come here to experience first-hand the history and the culture of the political capital of the world.
As the tired passengers started to drift back into our resting silence as the rush-hour race home got back on track, I smiled at the young man from Iran and said, "Welcome to D.C."
THE QUESTION
Keeping in mind how Gerald Kellman admires Barack Obama's listening ability and acting as a good ambassador of the DemocraticUnderground toward possible Iranian visitors to this site, please let me ask you the following question.
What would you have said?
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