I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day on the hills of Afghanistan the sons of former warlords and the sons of former occupiers will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Syria, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice and sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a world where they will not be judged by the color of their skin or the content of their email and text messages but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day, down in Russia, with its vicious homophobics, with its president having his lips dripping with the words of intolerance and nullification; one day right there in Russia, queer boys and girls will be able to join hands with straight boys and girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
As Dr. King didn't say on August 28, 1963. 
