I am the last person on the internet to do this, but.
YES WE DID.
I started jumping up and down and dancing when Stewart and Colbert called the race for him last night. (And then I called Mith and Mom and Dad, roughly in that order, for that is what I do.) My friends and I flipped to Fox News to watch the anchors' taut acknowledgments of Obama's victory. They were trying to ignore the news for a while and were focusing on the fact that the Democrats didn't get a 60-seat majority in the Senate (which is fine; I didn't want them to, my granola-crunching hippie social liberal tendencies aside) and talking about maintaining the balance of power and seriously, funniest shit ever. Not as funny as Stewart and Colbert, but the delicious schadenfreude was delicious.
And that speech. I mean, classy concession by McCain, and I'd have been a lot more positive about him had he presented that side of himself during the campaign, but that was a masterful speech. I cried. I admit it. I am a sap.
His victory's a little bit bittersweet for me, though, because of the news from Arizona and Florida and Arkansas, and what it looks like California's headed towards. (I will rant about all that later, but I'm not even remotely ready to discuss it rationally, and I think I'd be likely to do something like ban people from my journal who voiced support for the measure. Which I know is not the best response. So.)
Still, though, in spite of that, godDAMN, America. For the first time in I don't know how long, I think you might be headed in the right direction.
There's work ahead. I know that. I know that well. But I don't think you can discount the fact that people believe that change can happen, and that people believe Obama can help enact that change. And if enough people believe, belief can be transformed into reality. We saw that last night. And we can keep this happening. We can take our country back from the forces that have ruined it these past eight years.
Yes we did. Yes we can. And yes we will.
(I think it goes without saying, but DO NOT HARSH MY SQUEE NOW. Seriously. Don't. I will be happy to engage in thoughtful political analysis, but later. Right now, I am celebrating.)
I started jumping up and down and dancing when Stewart and Colbert called the race for him last night. (And then I called Mith and Mom and Dad, roughly in that order, for that is what I do.) My friends and I flipped to Fox News to watch the anchors' taut acknowledgments of Obama's victory. They were trying to ignore the news for a while and were focusing on the fact that the Democrats didn't get a 60-seat majority in the Senate (which is fine; I didn't want them to, my granola-crunching hippie social liberal tendencies aside) and talking about maintaining the balance of power and seriously, funniest shit ever. Not as funny as Stewart and Colbert, but the delicious schadenfreude was delicious.
And that speech. I mean, classy concession by McCain, and I'd have been a lot more positive about him had he presented that side of himself during the campaign, but that was a masterful speech. I cried. I admit it. I am a sap.
His victory's a little bit bittersweet for me, though, because of the news from Arizona and Florida and Arkansas, and what it looks like California's headed towards. (I will rant about all that later, but I'm not even remotely ready to discuss it rationally, and I think I'd be likely to do something like ban people from my journal who voiced support for the measure. Which I know is not the best response. So.)
Still, though, in spite of that, godDAMN, America. For the first time in I don't know how long, I think you might be headed in the right direction.
There's work ahead. I know that. I know that well. But I don't think you can discount the fact that people believe that change can happen, and that people believe Obama can help enact that change. And if enough people believe, belief can be transformed into reality. We saw that last night. And we can keep this happening. We can take our country back from the forces that have ruined it these past eight years.
Yes we did. Yes we can. And yes we will.
(I think it goes without saying, but DO NOT HARSH MY SQUEE NOW. Seriously. Don't. I will be happy to engage in thoughtful political analysis, but later. Right now, I am celebrating.)