Barack Obama stepped into history, walking into a position that traces itself to George Washington, a slave-owner. I stayed up until almost 7 AM (well I did nap from 3 until 5) and watched history being made. I wish I had been in Grant Park in Chicago. I watched the crowds cheer Obama, cheer our country and pour out their hopes and their happiness. And I watched the Senate and the House turn bluer than before. America elected a new President and proved that despite our problems we are a nation that grows and develops and where indeed, if you have the goods, you can do anything. And I feel humbled and proud to be its citizen.
America elected its first African-American/bi-racial President with a number of votes greater than ever cast in an election. And in the process begged the question, what Bradley effect? I saw the apathy of past elections being wiped away with the record number of first time voters, young voters, long lines, and the number of votes cast. A historic election not just because we elected someone whose name is not Bill or George or something safely Anglo-Saxon.
Let me savor this. President Barack Obama. President Barack Obama.
President Obama you hold our hopes and our aspirations. You make us beleive in something bigger than ourselves.In electing you we proved something to ourselves, and about ourselves as a nation, and we proved to the world that despite its flaws and its problems, the U.S.A. is a great country indeed. You are my President and I am putting aside my natural cynicism to sound like a giddy teenager. You made me believe and I want to keep on believing. Yes, we can. Yes, we did. But there is still work to be done. And we will do it.