Jesse Jackson: an anecdote
The year was 1983, I think. I was living in Los Angeles, and working as a Respiratory Therapy technician. One day, Rev. Jackson's mother was admitted to a hospital I sometimes worked at. I was one of her techs (mentioning a former patient is the ethics bending; I won't say anything else about her condition).
Jesse was in her room when I went in there the first time. I already knew he was running for President, so I was interested in how he'd treat me.
And how he treated me was -- he ignored me. That sincerely impressed me, because I was ready for some phony political stuff, in which he tried to show himself in a favorable light. You never know when you're going to meet a future supporter, right?
But he ignored me. At the same time, he was visibly worried about his mother. He spent a lot of time at that hospital.
Today, Jackson is supporting Terri Schiavo's fight for life. I believe he's sincere in that, too, rather than seeking personal advantage.
Thank you, Rev., and God bless you and Terri.