I am a black woman whose roots run deep in America—over a century back to someone brought here either from Africa or somewhere far from these shores. I was born into and reared in the Jim Crow South. My total existence until I reached undergraduate college consisted of black everything: schools, hospitals, doctors, dentists, the movie theatre, social functions, friends, and of course relatives. And none of this experience draws me even remotely close to the person of Barack Obama. Nor does it make me relate to black liberals and elitists anymore than it draws me to Caucasian liberals and elitists.