Wake Up and Face the Dawn
Yes We Can? Yes we did, Buster!
With Love and Peace to all of you on this beautiful and glorious night!
IS THIS A GREAT COUNTRY OR WHAT??
"Do you remember? Remember? The fifth of November?"
I'm speechless....Please, give me a few hours to take all of this in....I can't even think straight at the moment....Too much celebratory drink. You know how it is....
1:00 PM EST
I woke up a few hours ago from the first night of sound, restful sleep I've had in a very, very long time, thinking that it had all been merely a dream. And so it had....
A DREAM COME TRUE, BABY!!!
A wonderful thing happened last night. The world, for the first time in nearly a decade, is feeling good about the United States. After eight years of the arrogance of the Bush Mob, America was in dire need of an international face lift. John McCain would never have been able to provide one. Barack Obama, it appears, has.
Here's where I turn on the old cliche` machine: This is the dawn of a new day. The election of Barack Hussein Obama last night as the 44th president was a tranforming moment in the history of this country; a country that literally was built upon the lacerated back of the Negro Slave. We'll never be the same again. Never.
I haven't felt hopeful about this country in almost thirty-two years. January 20, 1977 to be exact. That was the day that Jimmy Carter was inaugurated. The hopefulness I was feeling on that fine day lasted an entire afternoon and into the early evening. This time 'round, I'm counting on it lasting much longer. Last night, America was changed in a real and fundamental way. The sin of slavery has, for almost a century-and-a-half, been an open and infected wound on this nation's historical psyche. The election of Barack Obama as our very first African American president might very well be the beginning of our healing.
Not since Franklin D. Roosevelt entered office on March 4, 1933, has a president inherited a bigger mess than that which will be bequeathed to President Obama. No president since FDR has faced a bigger challenge. He will be forced to make many hard decisions in the next four years that a great many people - within his party and without - will oppose strenuously. We will not always agree with the direction that this new chief executive will take this country. But at least we will be able to rest assured that the decisions he makes will be the result of intellectual honesty and not petty partisan gain, unlike the administration which mercifully is now within weeks of ending. Will his be a successful term of office? It's impossible to tell at this early stage. But of this you may be absolutely certain: Barack Obama is so much more competent than Bush, his failures will seem like successes by comparison. In two and a half months, responsible grown ups will be once again in charge of our government. Don't let the door hit you on the way out, George. The times, they are a'changin'.
I feel like the Beatles at the end of the movie "Yellow Submarine". The good citizens of Pepperland have been liberated from the Blue Meanies! Really, it's all too much for me too take!
Every generation or so, the American people will do something that defies historical expectations. Last evening was a shining example of one of those moments. For the first time in my life (I turned fifty on August 16) I will point toward the Executive Mansion on 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue and I'll be able to say with pride, "That's where my president lives". I suspect that there are millions of us who feel that way. I don't know about you, but I've never been more proud of my country.
Forgive me, folks, if this posting has been somewhat inarticulate and disjointed. I am, quite literally, beside myself with joy. I have been rendered speechless. As Big Russ would say, "Is this a great country or what?"
Wake up and face the dawn.
In just seventy-six days, Barack Obama will be sworn in as the forty-fourth President of the United States of America. Pinch me, I must be dreaming.
The photograph just under the one of President-Elect Obama is of Mr. Tom's right index finger, helping to change the course of history. Don'cha just love it?