yes audience, its the first one of these... and since I am not quite sure what my audiences' demographics consist of, then this one's for you American....
Oh beautiful for gracious skies, for amber waves of grain... yes America the Beautiful, and the historicity of yesterdays squander being it the presidential election gave it that much more beauty. Barack Obama, who I was impartial to initially (I kinda wanted another Clinton for a bit), won the title of king of the world. Well President of the United States of America, and the synonymous titles that accompany, inclusive of, or so some presidents seem to play out (aka dubbya) King of the World, otherwise seen as equivilent to Fernando Cortez, he who massacred a large majority of the indigenous in the new world... things go full circle? now the new world does the same to developing countires.. and so we carry on.
The resonance and feeling of pride and glory for the red white and blue was huge last night! The hair on my arm was at full attention when Charles Gibson officially announced the US of A's first African American president... and those who know me would know that my arm hair at attention is quite a sight to see. Soon after, McCain (and his cheek) came to the mic to concede from the Biltmore in Phoenix, Arizona. Not one inch of me liked him, well maybe the jokes made about him throughout the campaign, but when he gave this speech, I loved him. He became a new person that was able to hush up the booing elephants in his crowd, and his heart opened up and showed that he was indeed human, as opposed to many extreme conservative republicans now a days. I admired the camaraderie in the concession and the offering to help with the troubles of the nation even though he did not win. Better luck next time... and tip- don't choose a random no body as your VP, especially if they aren't going to fully support your platform. I guess you didnt know that either...
The 15 minute agonizing wait between J.McC's speech and the acceptance speech by the new king of the world was trecherous. With my arm hair still at attention and a feeling of joy, happiness and a bit of remorse for not having been more active during the 20 month campaign sweeping my entire being, I almost found myelf in tears for being able to witness and live through such a historical event. I closed my eyes briefly and placed myself in the civil rights movement, when individuals were denied their human rights on the basis of skin color, and now that same skin color was going to lead a country of 305-million peeps. I felt damn good and then a wave of excitement was shouting from the T.V. as the President-elect was walking up on stage in Grant Park, Chicago in front of hundreds of thousands of supporters. He praised all the important people in his life, Michelle, Malia and Sasha, his late grandmother... but most importantly it was his calling to those that did not vote for him that I was most gratified with. He urged a unification of those that opposed him, the other 46% of the nation that went the other way, for a workable 4 years.
The night left me drained. I felt great becuase of the results of the presidential election. Alternatively I felt deceived by my own state (as if I had my own state since Ive claimed so-said residency in about 3 others around the nation) for not tackling Prop 8; one which strips the human rights of people, yet passed Prop 4, one which gives rights to animals... and dont get me wrong I love animals, except for the occasional fly I swat, or the ant that I pin between my thumb and index finger. The commercials were deceiving and people ceased to educate them selves on the repercussions in passing Prop 8, selfishness and religion aside.
I guess its just a new platform to be even more aggressive in the fight for justice, along with the various other issues that the USA needs to address and fix ASAP; education at the top of my list.
Until next time, I'm going to go read my book and educate myself.
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