I’m not sure of the exact phrasing, but someone once commented on artists being seemingly in communion with their Godhead through their art. This came to mind after my contact today with “America’s Future.” Young, Caucasian, college graduate, first time employee, un-insured and burdened by the debt of her student loan/s.

The line that goes “As today I know I’m living, but tomorrow could make me the past but that I mustn’t fear…” in the song titled As, by Stevie Wonder began to repeat in my head; and I am asking myself what is it this extremely talented, blind, African-American man is able to perceive, that the sighted, overwhelmingly Caucasian crowd at those town hall meetings is unable to see?

I know why people like this young woman who supported President Obama isn’t visible at these meetings; she has real issues, but it begs the question if she and others like her thought Barack Obama could solve all their problems just by becoming president? Never mind the fact that it might not really have been his overriding ambition.

I also have contact with “America’s Present” the recently unemployed, middle-aged and stressed out over the fact that they might not get a new job before their Cobra runs out. The possibility also exists that they might have to settle for a job that comes without health insurance, or still, insurance with a pre-existing exclusion. A few of these are at the meetings but are being drowned out by the angry roar of those who have nothing to contribute but their fear of becoming “America’s Past.”

While corporate media continue to stoke the flames by juxtaposing a line of uninsured predominantly African-Americans and Latinos (its their community) awaiting free healthcare at a health fair in Inglewood California, alongside the screaming mob, who’s ire is already stoked by the underlying belief that their tax dollars is being spent on free loading, non-taxpaying, probably illegal minorities, African-American and Latinos.