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The Battle for Newark
Sharpe James vs. Cory Booker
--BY Shakti Bhatt and Mark J. Magyar
Cory
Booker did not have high expectations for his visit to the
Kretchmer Homes in Newark's South Ward. This was Sharpe James
territory, and no matter what Booker said or did, on May 14,
the vote out of the manila cinderblock meeting room, also
known as South Station Voting District 49, would belong to
James. "I can't really tell what the vote will be, but people
here are happy with Mayor James," said Nannie Fitts, president
of the Tenants Association. Nevertheless, for Booker, it would
be one of the most memorable afternoons of his long campaign
for mayor.
Booker had attended the Tenants Association's meeting the
month before, but only James had been allowed to speak. Fitts,
who had lived in the Kretchmer Homes senior housing facility
for 20 years, had made sure he was invited back for his turn
this month.
Of the 30 people in the room, however, only a few applauded
politely when Fitts introduced Booker. Several city officials,
wearing blue "Sharpe James for Mayor" stickers on their suits,
continued talking loudly in the back.
"When my father came up from North Carolina, he worked on
Ken Gibson's campaign," Booker said, seeking a connection
with the audience. It had been 10 years since the Yale Law
School student had come to Newark as a volunteer, four years
since he had been elected to the City Council, but his privileged
suburban upbringing and education were a hurdle to overcome
whenever he spoke in places like the Kretchmer Homes.
"I'm the beneficiary of a lot of struggle people like
Ken Gibson, people like Ivy Turner, people like Sharpe James
who fought for our rights as African-Americans," he said.
"They did a lot of good things, but it's been 32 years since
Ken Gibson and Sharpe James were elected. It's time for new
leadership."
Booker
could barely be heard over the cacophony of loud conversations,
shouted interruptions, the chanting from the hall outside,
and the constant blaring over a bullhorn of a woman who insisted
that she too was running for mayor and deserved to be heard
just as much as Booker.
The Housing Authority officials with the stick-on Sharpe
James badges watched with pleasure. When Booker tried to talk
about his early years as a resident activist driving the drug
dealers out of the Brick Towers housing complex, an older
man in a Yankees jacket started shouting, "They tore the building
down! What did you protect? You can't sell drugs on dry land!"
"I still live in Apartment 6C," Booker insisted. In fact,
Booker had held a press conference that morning in front of
the Brick Towers. But the man in the Yankees jacket kept insisting
that the towers were no longer there and continued to shout
Booker down, pausing only when he could no longer be heard
himself over the insistent demands of the woman with the bullhorn.
A security guard stood holding the arm of the man in the
Yankees jacket, but made no real attempt to move him out of
the room.
"Let's have order!" Fitts urged, and Booker kept talking,
although few were listening.
Then, to the surprise of all but the Housing Authority officials
who had called him, Sharpe James strode into the room, fresh
from his official announcement speech. "The Real Deal," he
said, pumping his right fist and intoning the new campaign
slogan Governor McGreevey's campaign consultant, Brad Lawrence,
had coined for him. "The Real Deal. For Newark."
The woman with the bullhorn kept blaring, "I'm a candidate
for mayor too. I'm running too."
Continued
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