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I'm trying to think out which speech is the best I've ever heard-- the most meaningful, persuasive, rhetorically powerful...

I've really just begun comparing but what leaps to mind immediately is King's speech outlining why he opposed the Vietnam War which I've detailed my thoughts on here:



While, I've never compared the two in terms of quality, Frederick Douglass's Fifth of July speech is always on my mind this time of year and worthy of mention.
 
"Ain't I a woman?" popped in my head.

I'm not super-knowledgeable on speeches, though.



 
"Ain't I a woman?" popped in my head.

I'm not super-knowledgeable on speeches, though.



Yeah, most people aren't "super-knowledgeable on speeches"-- and that's cool. Just whatever's moved you, intrigued you, engaged you and/or enlightened you.

I've never read the speech you named, had to google it to see it was by Sojourner Truth. Why'd you pick that one?
 
Yeah, most people aren't "super-knowledgeable on speeches"-- and that's cool. Just whatever's moved you, intrigued you, engaged you and/or enlightened you.

I've never read the speech you named, had to google it to see it was by Sojourner Truth. Why'd you pick that one?

When I was younger my African-American studies teacher recited it to us, and I remember being moved.



 
<h3>I'm an African</h3><p>
<em>Adoption of RSA Constitution Bill Statement of Deputy President TM Mbeki, on behalf of the ANC, on the occasion of the adoption by the Constitutional Assembly of The Republic of South Africa Constitution Bill 1996, 8 May 1996</em>
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<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Chairperson,
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Esteemed President of the democratic Republic,
Honourable Members of the Constitutional Assembly,
Our distinguished domestic and foreign guests,
Friends,

<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">On an occasion such as this, we should, perhaps, start from the beginning.

<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">So, let me begin.

<strong style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am an African.</strong>

<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers, the deserts, the trees, the flowers, the seas and the ever-changing seasons that define the face of our native land.

<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">My body has frozen in our frosts and in our latter day snows. It has thawed in the warmth of our sunshine and melted in the heat of the midday sun. The crack and the rumble of the summer thunders, lashed by startling lightning, have been a cause both of trembling and of hope.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;"> The fragrances of nature have been as pleasant to us as the sight of the wild blooms of the citizens of the veld.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The dramatic shapes of the Drakensberg, the soil-coloured waters of the Lekoa, iGqili noThukela, and the sands of the Kgalagadi, have all been panels of the set on the natural stage on which we act out the foolish deeds of the theatre of our day.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">At times, and in fear, I have wondered whether I should concede equal citizenship of our country to the leopard and the lion, the elephant and the springbok, the hyena, the black mamba and the pestilential mosquito.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">A human presence among all these, a feature on the face of our native land thus defined, I know that none dare challenge me when I say - I am an African!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I owe my being to the Khoi and the San whose desolate souls haunt the great expanses of the beautiful Cape - they who fell victim to the most merciless genocide our native land has ever seen, they who were the first to lose their lives in the struggle to defend our freedom and independence and they who, as a people, perished in the result.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Today, as a country, we keep an audible silence about these ancestors of the generations that live, fearful to admit the horror of a former deed, seeking to obliterate from our memories a cruel occurrence which, in its remembering, should teach us not and never to be inhuman again.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am formed of the migrants who left Europe to find a new home on our native land. Whatever their own actions, they remain still, part of me.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">In my veins courses the blood of the Malay slaves who came from the East. Their proud dignity informs my bearing, their culture a part of my essence. The stripes they bore on their bodies from the lash of the slave master are a reminder embossed on my consciousness of what should not be done.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am the grandchild of the warrior men and women that Hintsa and Sekhukhune led, the patriots that Cetshwayo and Mphephu took to battle, the soldiers Moshoeshoe and Ngungunyane taught never to dishonour the cause of freedom.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">My mind and my knowledge of myself is formed by the victories that are the jewels in our African crown, the victories we earned from Isandhlwana to Khartoum, as Ethiopians and as the Ashanti of Ghana, as the Berbers of the desert.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am the grandchild who lays fresh flowers on the Boer graves at St Helena and the Bahamas, who sees in the mind's eye and suffers the suffering of a simple peasant folk, death, concentration camps, destroyed homesteads, a dream in ruins.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am the child of Nongqause. I am he who made it possible to trade in the world markets in diamonds, in gold, in the same food for which my stomach yearns.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I come of those who were transported from India and China, whose being resided in the fact, solely, that they were able to provide physical labour, who taught me that we could both be at home and be foreign, who taught me that human existence itself demanded that freedom was a necessary condition for that human existence.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Being part of all these people, and in the knowledge that none dare contest that assertion, I shall claim that - I am an African.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen our country torn asunder as these, all of whom are my people, engaged one another in a titanic battle, the one redress a wrong that had been caused by one to another and the other, to defend the indefensible.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen what happens when one person has superiority of force over another, when the stronger appropriate to themselves the prerogative even to annul the injunction that God created all men and women in His image.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I know what if signifies when race and colour are used to determine who is human and who, sub-human.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen the destruction of all sense of self-esteem, the consequent striving to be what one is not, simply to acquire some of the benefits which those who had improved themselves as masters had ensured that they enjoy.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have experience of the situation in which race and colour is used to enrich some and impoverish the rest.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen the corruption of minds and souls as (word not readable) of the pursuit of an ignoble effort to perpetrate a veritable crime against humanity.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen concrete expression of the denial of the dignity of a human being emanating from the conscious, systemic and systematic oppressive and repressive activities of other human beings.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">There the victims parade with no mask to hide the brutish reality - the beggars, the prostitutes, the street children, those who seek solace in substance abuse, those who have to steal to assuage hunger, those who have to lose their sanity because to be sane is to invite pain.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Perhaps the worst among these, who are my people, are those who have learnt to kill for a wage. To these the extent of death is directly proportional to their personal welfare.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">And so, like pawns in the service of demented souls, they kill in furtherance of the political violence in KwaZulu-Natal. They murder the innocent in the taxi wars.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">They kill slowly or quickly in order to make profits from the illegal trade in narcotics. They are available for hire when husband wants to murder wife and wife, husband.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Among us prowl the products of our immoral and amoral past - killers who have no sense of the worth of human life, rapists who have absolute disdain for the women of our country, animals who would seek to benefit from the vulnerability of the children, the disabled and the old, the rapacious who brook no obstacle in their quest for self-enrichment.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">All this I know and know to be true because I am an African!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Because of that, I am also able to state this fundamental truth that I am born of a people who are heroes and heroines.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;"> am born of a people who would not tolerate oppression.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am of a nation that would not allow that fear of death, torture, imprisonment, exile or persecution should result in the perpetuation of injustice.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The great masses who are our mother and father will not permit that the behaviour of the few results in the description of our country and people as barbaric.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Patient because history is on their side, these masses do not despair because today the weather is bad. Nor do they turn triumphalist when, tomorrow, the sun shines.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Whatever the circumstances they have lived through and because of that experience, they are determined to define for themselves who they are and who they should be.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">We are assembled here today to mark their victory in acquiring and exercising their right to formulate their own definition of what it means to be African.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The Constitution whose adoption we celebrate constitutes and unequivocal statement that we refuse to accept that our Africanness shall be defined by our race, colour, gender or historical origins.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It is a firm assertion made by ourselves that South Africa belongs to all who live in it, Black and White.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It gives concrete expression to the sentiment we share as Africans, and will defend to the death, that the people shall govern.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It recognises the fact that the dignity of the individual is both an objective which society must pursue, and is a goal which cannot be separated from the material well-being of that individual.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It seeks to create the situation in which all our people shall be free from fear, including the fear of the oppression of one national group by another, the fear of the disempowerment of one social echelon by another, the fear of the use of state power to deny anybody their fundamental human rights and the fear of tyranny.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It aims to open the doors so that those who were disadvantaged can assume their place in society as equals with their fellow human beings without regard to colour, race, gender, age or geographic dispersal.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It provides the opportunity to enable each one and all to state their views, promote them, strive for their implementation in the process of governance without fear that a contrary view will be met with repression.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It creates a law-governed society which shall be inimical to arbitrary rule.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It enables the resolution of conflicts by peaceful means rather than resort to force.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It rejoices in the diversity of our people and creates the space for all of us voluntarily to define ourselves as one people.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">As an African, this is an achievement of which I am proud, proud without reservation and proud without any feeling of conceit.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Our sense of elevation at this moment also derives from the fact that this magnificent product is the unique creation of African hands and African minds.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">But it also constitutes a tribute to our loss of vanity that we could, despite the temptation to treat ourselves as an exceptional fragment of humanity, draw on the accumulated experience and wisdom of all humankind, to define for ourselves what we want to be.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Together with the best in the world, we too are prone to pettiness, petulance, selfishness and short-sightedness.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">But it seems to have happened that we looked at ourselves and said the time had come that we make a super-human effort to be other than human, to respond to the call to create for ourselves a glorious future, to remind ourselves of the Latin saying: Gloria est consequenda - Glory must be sought after!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Today it feels good to be an African.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It feels good that I can stand here as a South African and as a foot soldier of a titanic African army, the African National Congress, to say to all the parties represented here, to the millions who made an input into the processes we are concluding, to our outstanding compatriots who have presided over the birth of our founding document, to the negotiators who pitted their wits one against the other, to the unseen stars who shone unseen as the management and administration of the Constitutional Assembly, the advisers, experts and publicists, to the mass communication media, to our friends across the globe - congratulations and well done!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am an African.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am born of the peoples of the continent of Africa.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The pain of the violent conflict that the peoples of Liberia, Somalia, the Sudan, Burundi and Algeria is a pain I also bear.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The dismal shame of poverty, suffering and human degradation of my continent is a blight that we share.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The blight on our happiness that derives from this and from our drift to the periphery of the ordering of human affairs leaves us in a persistent shadow of despair.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">This is a savage road to which nobody should be condemned.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">This thing that we have done today, in this small corner of a great continent that has contributed so decisively to the evolution of humanity says that Africa reaffirms that she is continuing her rise from the ashes.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Whatever the setbacks of the moment, nothing can stop us now! Whatever the difficulties, Africa shall be at peace! However improbable it may sound to the sceptics, Africa will prosper!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Whoever we may be, whatever our immediate interest, however much we carry baggage from our past, however much we have been caught by the fashion of cynicism and loss of faith in the capacity of the people, let us err today and say - nothing can stop us now!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Thank you.


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Malcolm X - 'Stop Singing, Start Swinging!'


Less than 1 year before his assassination. He urged black folks to put religion to the side (because it was separating people who are of the same struggle) and embrace black nationalism. Dangerous proposition in the eyes of the establishment. One of the most powerful speeches I've ever heard.




Martin Luther King - 'I Have Been to the Mountaintop'


Much more powerful than his Dream speech because he touched on black americas economic strength.

He said, "the Negro collectively is richer than most nations of the world. We have an annual income of more than thirty billion dollars a year, which is more than all of the exports of the United States, and more than the national budget of Canada. Did you know that? That's power right there, if we know how to pool it."

He was murdered less than 24 hours after speaking those words.



Steve Jobs - '2005 Stanford Commencement'


He's not greatest speaker but dude is straight up inspiration. Anybody that has had to comeback from a major setback should be able to relate.
 
Haile Selasssie's speech tot he league of nations that Bob Marley excerpted and made the song "WAR" with.

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best speech I've heard. hands down.



another favorite of mine:



I loved the Message to the Grassroots, too. Man, it's hard to pick the best (after the break from the NOI)Malcolm X speech....His mind was like a laser, he could dissect a problem with precision.....

How do you like the "Prospects for freedom" speech?
 
i helped my nephew do a report on mlk and while researching i stumbled upon this, not better than the speeches already posted jus thought it was a good speech considering the time

 
The best speech I ever heard occurred in August of 1999 on some real humble stuff. It was my first week at Morehouse and I was coming out of King's Chapel and I was just staring at the statue of King that's in front of the Chapel.

This upper classman just walked up on me and said. "We expect you to do better." I looked at him like he was crazy and he said, "Dr. King was a wide-eyed freshman on this campus just like you." He said, "the accomplishments of Dr. King should be your floor and as Man of Morehouse we expect you to do better and achieve more than you than your predecessors."

That's the moment I knew Morehouse was the place for me!

I don't think I ever saw or spoke with that brother again but those words will always stay with me!
 
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I loved the Message to the Grassroots, too. Man, it's hard to pick the best (after the break from the NOI)Malcolm X speech....His mind was like a laser, he could dissect a problem with precision.....

How do you like the "Prospects for freedom" speech?

It's a really tight speech I never heard it until someone here posted it some months ago definitely a favorite of mine now. Brother Malcolm was to much :yes:
 
Not sure if this qualifies for what your asking but it moved me and had me analyzing and my own and others close to me lives... The "Minister"s monologue/speech to DMX's character at the end of Belly when X's character was bout to push his wig back. His mannerism, delivery and words were powerful persuasive had me glued and thinking bout his statements apparently even to this day. Just my 2 cents.
 
Not sure if this qualifies for what your asking but it moved me and had me analyzing and my own and others close to me lives... The "Minister"s monologue/speech to DMX's character at the end of Belly when X's character was bout to push his wig back. His mannerism, delivery and words were powerful persuasive had me glued and thinking bout his statements apparently even to this day. Just my 2 cents.
 
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The best speech I ever heard occurred in August of 1999 on some real humble stuff. It was my first week at Morehouse and I was coming out of King's Chapel and I was just staring at the statue of King that's in front of the Chapel.

This upper classman just walked up on me and said. "We expect you to do better." I looked at him like he was crazy and he said, "Dr. King was a wide-eyed freshman on this campus just like you." He said, "the accomplishments of Dr. King should be your floor and as Man of Morehouse we expect you to do better and achieve more than you than your predecessors."

That's the moment I knew Morehouse was the place for me!

I don't think I ever saw or spoke with that brother again but those words will always stay with me!


This story right here is beautiful brother. We need more of this to happen in terms of passing the torch.
 
Chief Seattle Oration of 1854

(..sooo many powerful quotes...)

Chief Seattle (an Anglicization of the modern Duwamish conventional spelling Si'ahl, equivalent to the modern Lushootseed publishing spelling Siʔaɫ, Lushootseed pronunciation: [ˈsiʔaːɬ], originally [ˈsiʔaːƛ̓];[1] c. 1780 – June 7, 1866) was a Dkhw’Duw’Absh (Duwamish) chief,[2] also known as Sealth, Seathle, Seathl, or See-ahth. A prominent figure among his people, he pursued a path of accommodation to white settlers, forming a personal relationship with David Swinson "Doc" Maynard. The city of Seattle, in the U.S. state of Washington, was named after him. A widely publicized speech arguing in favor of ecological responsibility and respect of native Americans' land rights has been attributed to him.

Version 1 (below) appeared in the Seattle Sunday Star on Oct. 29, 1887, in a column by Dr. Henry A. Smith.
"CHIEF SEATTLE'S 1854 ORATION" - ver . 1

AUTHENTIC TEXT OF CHIEF SEATTLE'S TREATY ORATION 1854

Yonder sky that has wept tears of compassion upon my people for centuries untold, and which to us appears changeless and eternal, may change. Today is fair. Tomorrow it may be overcast with clouds. My words are like the stars that never change. Whatever Seattle says, the great chief at Washington can rely upon with as much certainty as he can upon the return of the sun or the seasons. The white chief says that Big Chief at Washington sends us greetings of friendship and goodwill. This is kind of him for we know he has little need of our friendship in return. His people are many. They are like the grass that covers vast prairies. My people are few. They resemble the scattering trees of a storm-swept plain. The great, and I presume -- good, White Chief sends us word that he wishes to buy our land but is willing to allow us enough to live comfortably. This indeed appears just, even generous, for the Red Man no longer has rights that he need respect, and the offer may be wise, also, as we are no longer in need of an extensive country.
There was a time when our people covered the land as the waves of a wind-ruffled sea cover its shell-paved floor, but that time long since passed away with the greatness of tribes that are now but a mournful memory. I will not dwell on, nor mourn over, our untimely decay, nor reproach my paleface brothers with hastening it, as we too may have been somewhat to blame.

Youth is impulsive. When our young men grow angry at some real or imaginary wrong, and disfigure their faces with black paint, it denotes that their hearts are black, and that they are often cruel and relentless, and our old men and old women are unable to restrain them. Thus it has ever been. Thus it was when the white man began to push our forefathers ever westward. But let us hope that the hostilities between us may never return. We would have everything to lose and nothing to gain. Revenge by young men is considered gain, even at the cost of their own lives, but old men who stay at home in times of war, and mothers who have sons to lose, know better.
Our good father in Washington--for I presume he is now our father as well as yours, since King George has moved his boundaries further north--our great and good father, I say, sends us word that if we do as he desires he will protect us. His brave warriors will be to us a bristling wall of strength, and his wonderful ships of war will fill our harbors, so that our ancient enemies far to the northward -- the Haidas and Tsimshians -- will cease to frighten our women, children, and old men. Then in reality he will be our father and we his children. But can that ever be? Your God is not our God! Your God loves your people and hates mine! He folds his strong protecting arms lovingly about the paleface and leads him by the hand as a father leads an infant son. But, He has forsaken His Red children, if they really are His. Our God, the Great Spirit, seems also to have forsaken us. Your God makes your people wax stronger every day. Soon they will fill all the land. Our people are ebbing away like a rapidly receding tide that will never return. The white man's God cannot love our people or He would protect them. They seem to be orphans who can look nowhere for help. How then can we be brothers? How can your God become our God and renew our prosperity and awaken in us dreams of returning greatness? If we have a common Heavenly Father He must be partial, for He came to His paleface children. We never saw Him. He gave you laws but had no word for His red children whose teeming multitudes once filled this vast continent as stars fill the firmament. No; we are two distinct races with separate origins and separate destinies. There is little in common between us.

To us the ashes of our ancestors are sacred and their resting place is hallowed ground. You wander far from the graves of your ancestors and seemingly without regret. Your religion was written upon tablets of stone by the iron finger of your God so that you could not forget. The Red Man could never comprehend or remember it. Our religion is the traditions of our ancestors -- the dreams of our old men, given them in solemn hours of the night by the Great Spirit; and the visions of our sachems, and is written in the hearts of our people.
Your dead cease to love you and the land of their nativity as soon as they pass the portals of the tomb and wander away beyond the stars. They are soon forgotten and never return. Our dead never forget this beautiful world that gave them being. They still love its verdant valleys, its murmuring rivers, its magnificent mountains, sequestered vales and verdant lined lakes and bays, and ever yearn in tender fond affection over the lonely hearted living, and often return from the happy hunting ground to visit, guide, console, and comfort them.

Day and night cannot dwell together. The Red Man has ever fled the approach of the White Man, as the morning mist flees before the morning sun. However, your proposition seems fair and I think that my people will accept it and will retire to the reservation you offer them. Then we will dwell apart in peace, for the words of the Great White Chief seem to be the words of nature speaking to my people out of dense darkness.
It matters little where we pass the remnant of our days. They will not be many. The Indian's night promises to be dark. Not a single star of hope hovers above his horizon. Sad-voiced winds moan in the distance. Grim fate seems to be on the Red Man's trail, and wherever he will hear the approaching footsteps of his fell destroyer and prepare stolidly to meet his doom, as does the wounded doe that hears the approaching footsteps of the hunter.

A few more moons, a few more winters, and not one of the descendants of the mighty hosts that once moved over this broad land or lived in happy homes, protected by the Great Spirit, will remain to mourn over the graves of a people once more powerful and hopeful than yours. But why should I mourn at the untimely fate of my people? Tribe follows tribe, and nation follows nation, like the waves of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless. Your time of decay may be distant, but it will surely come, for even the White Man whose God walked and talked with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny. We may be brothers after all. We will see.

We will ponder your proposition and when we decide we will let you know. But should we accept it, I here and now make this condition that we will not be denied the privilege without molestation of visiting at any time the tombs of our ancestors, friends, and children. Every part of this soil is sacred in the estimation of my people. Every hillside, every valley, every plain and grove, has been hallowed by some sad or happy event in days long vanished. Even the rocks, which seem to be dumb and dead as the swelter in the sun along the silent shore, thrill with memories of stirring events connected with the lives of my people, and the very dust upon which you now stand responds more lovingly to their footsteps than yours, because it is rich with the blood of our ancestors, and our bare feet are conscious of the sympathetic touch. Our departed braves, fond mothers, glad, happy hearted maidens, and even the little children who lived here and rejoiced here for a brief season, will love these somber solitudes and at eventide they greet shadowy returning spirits. And when the last Red Man shall have perished, and the memory of my tribe shall have become a myth among the White Men, these shores will swarm with the invisible dead of my tribe, and when your children's children think themselves alone in the field, the store, the shop, upon the highway, or in the silence of the pathless woods, they will not be alone. In all the earth there is no place dedicated to solitude. At night when the streets of your cities and villages are silent and you think them deserted, they will throng with the returning hosts that once filled them and still love this beautiful land. The White Man will never be alone.

Let him be just and deal kindly with my people, for the dead are not powerless. Dead, did I say? There is no death, only a change of worlds.
 
<h3>I'm an African</h3><p>
<em>Adoption of RSA Constitution Bill Statement of Deputy President TM Mbeki, on behalf of the ANC, on the occasion of the adoption by the Constitutional Assembly of The Republic of South Africa Constitution Bill 1996, 8 May 1996</em>
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<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Chairperson,
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Esteemed President of the democratic Republic,
Honourable Members of the Constitutional Assembly,
Our distinguished domestic and foreign guests,
Friends,

<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">On an occasion such as this, we should, perhaps, start from the beginning.

<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">So, let me begin.

<strong style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am an African.</strong>

<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers, the deserts, the trees, the flowers, the seas and the ever-changing seasons that define the face of our native land.

<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">My body has frozen in our frosts and in our latter day snows. It has thawed in the warmth of our sunshine and melted in the heat of the midday sun. The crack and the rumble of the summer thunders, lashed by startling lightning, have been a cause both of trembling and of hope.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;"> The fragrances of nature have been as pleasant to us as the sight of the wild blooms of the citizens of the veld.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The dramatic shapes of the Drakensberg, the soil-coloured waters of the Lekoa, iGqili noThukela, and the sands of the Kgalagadi, have all been panels of the set on the natural stage on which we act out the foolish deeds of the theatre of our day.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">At times, and in fear, I have wondered whether I should concede equal citizenship of our country to the leopard and the lion, the elephant and the springbok, the hyena, the black mamba and the pestilential mosquito.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">A human presence among all these, a feature on the face of our native land thus defined, I know that none dare challenge me when I say - I am an African!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I owe my being to the Khoi and the San whose desolate souls haunt the great expanses of the beautiful Cape - they who fell victim to the most merciless genocide our native land has ever seen, they who were the first to lose their lives in the struggle to defend our freedom and independence and they who, as a people, perished in the result.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Today, as a country, we keep an audible silence about these ancestors of the generations that live, fearful to admit the horror of a former deed, seeking to obliterate from our memories a cruel occurrence which, in its remembering, should teach us not and never to be inhuman again.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am formed of the migrants who left Europe to find a new home on our native land. Whatever their own actions, they remain still, part of me.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">In my veins courses the blood of the Malay slaves who came from the East. Their proud dignity informs my bearing, their culture a part of my essence. The stripes they bore on their bodies from the lash of the slave master are a reminder embossed on my consciousness of what should not be done.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am the grandchild of the warrior men and women that Hintsa and Sekhukhune led, the patriots that Cetshwayo and Mphephu took to battle, the soldiers Moshoeshoe and Ngungunyane taught never to dishonour the cause of freedom.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">My mind and my knowledge of myself is formed by the victories that are the jewels in our African crown, the victories we earned from Isandhlwana to Khartoum, as Ethiopians and as the Ashanti of Ghana, as the Berbers of the desert.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am the grandchild who lays fresh flowers on the Boer graves at St Helena and the Bahamas, who sees in the mind's eye and suffers the suffering of a simple peasant folk, death, concentration camps, destroyed homesteads, a dream in ruins.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am the child of Nongqause. I am he who made it possible to trade in the world markets in diamonds, in gold, in the same food for which my stomach yearns.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I come of those who were transported from India and China, whose being resided in the fact, solely, that they were able to provide physical labour, who taught me that we could both be at home and be foreign, who taught me that human existence itself demanded that freedom was a necessary condition for that human existence.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Being part of all these people, and in the knowledge that none dare contest that assertion, I shall claim that - I am an African.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen our country torn asunder as these, all of whom are my people, engaged one another in a titanic battle, the one redress a wrong that had been caused by one to another and the other, to defend the indefensible.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen what happens when one person has superiority of force over another, when the stronger appropriate to themselves the prerogative even to annul the injunction that God created all men and women in His image.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I know what if signifies when race and colour are used to determine who is human and who, sub-human.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen the destruction of all sense of self-esteem, the consequent striving to be what one is not, simply to acquire some of the benefits which those who had improved themselves as masters had ensured that they enjoy.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have experience of the situation in which race and colour is used to enrich some and impoverish the rest.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen the corruption of minds and souls as (word not readable) of the pursuit of an ignoble effort to perpetrate a veritable crime against humanity.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I have seen concrete expression of the denial of the dignity of a human being emanating from the conscious, systemic and systematic oppressive and repressive activities of other human beings.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">There the victims parade with no mask to hide the brutish reality - the beggars, the prostitutes, the street children, those who seek solace in substance abuse, those who have to steal to assuage hunger, those who have to lose their sanity because to be sane is to invite pain.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Perhaps the worst among these, who are my people, are those who have learnt to kill for a wage. To these the extent of death is directly proportional to their personal welfare.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">And so, like pawns in the service of demented souls, they kill in furtherance of the political violence in KwaZulu-Natal. They murder the innocent in the taxi wars.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">They kill slowly or quickly in order to make profits from the illegal trade in narcotics. They are available for hire when husband wants to murder wife and wife, husband.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Among us prowl the products of our immoral and amoral past - killers who have no sense of the worth of human life, rapists who have absolute disdain for the women of our country, animals who would seek to benefit from the vulnerability of the children, the disabled and the old, the rapacious who brook no obstacle in their quest for self-enrichment.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">All this I know and know to be true because I am an African!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Because of that, I am also able to state this fundamental truth that I am born of a people who are heroes and heroines.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;"> am born of a people who would not tolerate oppression.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am of a nation that would not allow that fear of death, torture, imprisonment, exile or persecution should result in the perpetuation of injustice.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The great masses who are our mother and father will not permit that the behaviour of the few results in the description of our country and people as barbaric.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Patient because history is on their side, these masses do not despair because today the weather is bad. Nor do they turn triumphalist when, tomorrow, the sun shines.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Whatever the circumstances they have lived through and because of that experience, they are determined to define for themselves who they are and who they should be.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">We are assembled here today to mark their victory in acquiring and exercising their right to formulate their own definition of what it means to be African.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The Constitution whose adoption we celebrate constitutes and unequivocal statement that we refuse to accept that our Africanness shall be defined by our race, colour, gender or historical origins.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It is a firm assertion made by ourselves that South Africa belongs to all who live in it, Black and White.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It gives concrete expression to the sentiment we share as Africans, and will defend to the death, that the people shall govern.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It recognises the fact that the dignity of the individual is both an objective which society must pursue, and is a goal which cannot be separated from the material well-being of that individual.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It seeks to create the situation in which all our people shall be free from fear, including the fear of the oppression of one national group by another, the fear of the disempowerment of one social echelon by another, the fear of the use of state power to deny anybody their fundamental human rights and the fear of tyranny.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It aims to open the doors so that those who were disadvantaged can assume their place in society as equals with their fellow human beings without regard to colour, race, gender, age or geographic dispersal.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It provides the opportunity to enable each one and all to state their views, promote them, strive for their implementation in the process of governance without fear that a contrary view will be met with repression.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It creates a law-governed society which shall be inimical to arbitrary rule.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It enables the resolution of conflicts by peaceful means rather than resort to force.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It rejoices in the diversity of our people and creates the space for all of us voluntarily to define ourselves as one people.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">As an African, this is an achievement of which I am proud, proud without reservation and proud without any feeling of conceit.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Our sense of elevation at this moment also derives from the fact that this magnificent product is the unique creation of African hands and African minds.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">But it also constitutes a tribute to our loss of vanity that we could, despite the temptation to treat ourselves as an exceptional fragment of humanity, draw on the accumulated experience and wisdom of all humankind, to define for ourselves what we want to be.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Together with the best in the world, we too are prone to pettiness, petulance, selfishness and short-sightedness.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">But it seems to have happened that we looked at ourselves and said the time had come that we make a super-human effort to be other than human, to respond to the call to create for ourselves a glorious future, to remind ourselves of the Latin saying: Gloria est consequenda - Glory must be sought after!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Today it feels good to be an African.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">It feels good that I can stand here as a South African and as a foot soldier of a titanic African army, the African National Congress, to say to all the parties represented here, to the millions who made an input into the processes we are concluding, to our outstanding compatriots who have presided over the birth of our founding document, to the negotiators who pitted their wits one against the other, to the unseen stars who shone unseen as the management and administration of the Constitutional Assembly, the advisers, experts and publicists, to the mass communication media, to our friends across the globe - congratulations and well done!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am an African.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">I am born of the peoples of the continent of Africa.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The pain of the violent conflict that the peoples of Liberia, Somalia, the Sudan, Burundi and Algeria is a pain I also bear.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The dismal shame of poverty, suffering and human degradation of my continent is a blight that we share.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">The blight on our happiness that derives from this and from our drift to the periphery of the ordering of human affairs leaves us in a persistent shadow of despair.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">This is a savage road to which nobody should be condemned.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">This thing that we have done today, in this small corner of a great continent that has contributed so decisively to the evolution of humanity says that Africa reaffirms that she is continuing her rise from the ashes.
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Whatever the setbacks of the moment, nothing can stop us now! Whatever the difficulties, Africa shall be at peace! However improbable it may sound to the sceptics, Africa will prosper!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Whoever we may be, whatever our immediate interest, however much we carry baggage from our past, however much we have been caught by the fashion of cynicism and loss of faith in the capacity of the people, let us err today and say - nothing can stop us now!
<p style="font:16px/30px verdana;">Thank you.


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It is a firm assertion made by ourselves that South Africa belongs to all who live in it, Black and White.


LOL

"firm assertion made by ourselves..."

Who the fuck is ourselves???

spiritually speaking Steven Biko just told me that speech is full of shit..

and I said word and bumped spiritual fist....

Oh and Winnie Mandela said its full of shit too.. she said you got to be a fuckin dumb asshole to believe that kneegrow sell out shit..

Cush belongs to the cushites..

albinos could live in places more suited for their melanin deficiancy..

its pretty stupid to stay in a sunfilled place when you are not biologically suited for doing so...

right??

thats not racism

That that factual science yall cacs talk so much about...

so get yo cac ass out of Southern Kemet, Kush


and LIVE..
 
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