“Dancing in the Streets.”
An American president loses his hard-fought re-election bid and, within moments, the streets are full of people who are beyond exalted. They are singing, they are dancing, dancing in the streets. I’ve never seen such a thing, nor was it expected. The end of the Trump regime was within sight and people in Philadelphia, New York City, Wilmington, Delaware, and San Francisco exploded into the street expressing paroxysms of pure joy.
What could it mean? I think it reflected the heaviness of repression, the aura of threat and intimidation being lifted, and the sight and thought expression. People felt like they could breathe again, sing again, and even dance again. As soon as I saw it, I thought of the song “Dancing in the Street” by Martha Reeves of Martha and the Vandellas. A song popular in the sixties: “Dancing in the Street.”
From imprisoned nation, this is Mumia Abu-Jamal.
These commentaries are recorded by Noelle Hanrahan of Prison Radio.