Inaugural, Part 1

Jan 20, 2009 09:33


After a night of hard bargaining with my parents, I was finally allowed to stay home, albeit with a literal laundry list of chores. Rather than my usual plan - do nothing for a few hours, then do everything in the last thirty minutes before a parent arrives home - I bustled around early before I sat down to compose this, a short reflection. Even I was surprised by my industriousness, but verily I say unto thee: I'll be damned if any house chore keeps me from watching history, a day that, for the first time, I helped create.

Today was one of the few where my mother, who is usually TV-phobic, allowed me to keep CNN on while I fixed breakfast. Once she left to go teach, I finished up and ran around, generally cleaning and washing. As I like to do, I sang a few songs to pass the time and inane filler that they're putting on CNN, but strangely, I was only in the mood to sing dirges- 'Fire and Rain' and 'He Was My Brother'. I don't know why, but that's what I felt like singing. (I sing along to pretty much everything. I know, I'm crazy.) Maybe I'll be in the mood for patriotic and happier songs after Barack Obama has taken the Oath of Office.

I must admit that, despite my political junkie-hood, I have never watched an entire inauguration, seeing as how I didn't want to watch the past two, and was too young to understand what was going on during Bill Clinton's two inaugs. CNN's providing pretty god coverage, I must say; I'm loving these shots of the Mall, packed with people When I first saw the Mall, around 6:45, the sun as just coming up over the Capitol building, I gasped. I had just been to the Federal City (Ooh, lookit me, using District terminology! Aren't I special?) in October for my 18th birthday, and I remembered walking the length and breadth of the Mall, thinking how expansive it was. Now it looks so tiny.

Well, I'm going to get back to my viewing.

election '08, obamelot, barack obama, politics

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