I have a dream that one day these fast food restaurants will rise up, and live out the true meaning of their creed: ‘We hold this food to be delicious: that all burgers are created equal.’
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at a table of fried chicken.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice and sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of coke and soda.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the cholesterol level.
I have a dream today!