Yesterday, a run down
I'm not really allowed to watch TV at work, so I turned it on silent and watched the map. And then Obama won and then I cried. I was crying for half an hour. And these firefighters kept stomping in and out of dispatch with their redstate unhappy and I was just crying because I could see all the people in Grant Park on CNN and they were ecstatic. People were ecstatic over this man--and it's not really about Obama, he's a symbol (what can it be like to be a symbol rather than a person?) but for so many its a symbol of something so sweet and powerful, people coming together, the United States as a citizen of the world, hands grasping of different colors.
Afterwards I sat around with a couple Obamanerds and drank vodka from a Nalgene. Because I am classy.
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November 5th felt a little like science-fiction, a parallel universe where hopes come true.
Strangely, now I'm a little worried. It's like I've been wooing a lover for two years and now we're together at last. What now? I can't pin all my hopes on one person and expect them to fix the brokedown palace of my life.
It must be crushingly hard to be a symbol and not a person. It's the kind of thing that takes your life away. For his own sake, I hope Obama shows a little human frailty. I'm not sure he's cut out to be bodhisattva just yet.
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