Category Archives: US Presidential Elections

Reflections on an Inauguration

Here on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister’s eyes, into
Your brother’s face, your country
And say simply
Very simply
With hope
Good morning.

Maya Angelou – On the Pulse of the Morning

Angelou wrote those words sixteen years ago to celebrate Bill Clinton’s first inauguration, but I think she was a little bit ahead of her time back then. Those words beautifully sum up the feeling in Washington on inaugural weekend. I’ve never seen a city so full of smiling and happy people.

My journey started with my old friend Alicia (she’s not old, but our friendship is) who lives in DC. She was kind enough to host me and show me a wonderful time. My flight got in early Saturday morning, so after an attempted nap that was aborted by our excitement, we headed to Capitol Hill for lunch and to observe the goings-on around the Capitol. We wanted to view the preparations and feel the vibe of the city.

It was a good choice.


Of course, the Capitol looked as majestic as it ever did, but there was something special about seeing it ready to go for January 20, 2009.

But the real story that day was the people who also gathered to check out the preparations. Ever single person was smiling. Huge smiles. Joyous smiles. Loving smiles. But they all  had their different ways of expressing them.


We walked up and down the National Mall that day, putting up with the cold and sore feet, enjoying the moment.

We ended up in Georgetown at’s Manifest Hope display of Obama-inspired art. It seemed like less of a gallery opening and more of a celebration of our country and where we are right now.


It was the most joyful gallery experience I’ve ever had. It felt more like a party than anything else.

On Sunday, we attended the We Are One concert at the Lincoln Memorial. Phenomenal. U2, Springsteen, Wonder, and others gave great performances, but I didn’t know how emotional I was about what was transpiring until the show began and a Naval band performed the “Star Spangled Banner.” I wept like a baby. It was some kind of strange catharsis for me, as I sobbed when they got to the “flag was still there” part. It seemed like such a great metaphor. Given all that the Bush administration put us through, we are still America.

We capped off the night with dinner at the home of one of Alicia’s friends who was hosting another friend of Alicia’s who popped into town from Rwanda as a guest of Nancy Pelosi’s. Odette (the friend from Rwanda) was delightful and her story of how she came to support Obama while speaking from Kigali with her son who was in Zanzibar was a great reminder about how much an Obama presidency means to the world.

Monday was a great day. We didn’t do much special but wander around the city in search of food and cocktails, but there are some pics from that day worth sharing.


Tuesday, January, 20? What can I say?

When we left Alicia’s apartment at around 8:00 AM, we were a little panicked as CNN told us the National Mall was full. We went anyway and found nice real estate on by the Washington Monument. We were cold, but we were happy.

I must have said “good morning” to 1000 strangers that day. It was simply a matter of making eye contact and reciprocating those words. It was a joyful crowd.


When I think about the inauguration, all I can think is that change happened because of us. We voted, we donated, we blogged, we canvassed, we spoke to our families and neighbors. We were the catalysts behind this beautiful moment.

President Obama will disappoint us. He’s human. But this is a moment that we will hold on to forever. We made change happen.


9 Days!

Until Condi Rice can become the NFL Commissioner!

10 Days!

Until Dick Cheney returns to his undisclosed location. Forever!

11 Days!

Until we have a thoughtful president.

One Last PUMA Video

I used to think that PUMAs were just defiant bad losers who live in a delusional world. But then I watched the video below as posted on Wonkette.

Where to start?

I feel saddened and entertained by Ms. Jenifer Lynn Beegle.

There’s so much Ms. Beegle doesn’t understand.

Is she stupid, or just badly informed?

I vote for a lot of each.

Clinton won the primaries? We live in a democracy? She thinks she’s not allowed to talk about Obama? There’s so much.

My favorite part is when Ms. Beegle states that the Democrats decided that they didn’t like Hillary, so they worked for Obama.

Um, yes, those would be Democratic voters who decided they liked Barack more than Hillary.  Such a strange sense of entitlement she has. And mix that with ignorance, selfishness, and myopia, you have a PUMA.

Another favorite line of Ms. Beegle’s is: “I am the furthest thing from a racist. I am an American.”

And then she became a fervent McCain supporter? It appears that policy matters don’t concern Ms. Beegle. Barack and Hillary were virtually identical in their policy positions. But she doesn’t care about that. It’s all about her and her Hillary.

I wonder if Ms. Beegle and Harriett Christian are friends?

But just watch the video and be amazed and amused.

New Favorite Toy


Sorry, I couldn’t resist making this poster from Despair Inc.’s DIY page.

It’s really way too easy.

Sarah Palin: Pallin’ Around with Druggies?

Part of the problem with using guilt by association is that your associations are examined much more closely than they would be otherwise.

Sarah didn’t like that Barack had served on a board with William Ayers. Fine.

But I don’t like it that Sarah spent some time with Sherry, the mother of Bristol’s baby daddy.

From the Times:

State troopers have arrested the mother of Bristol Palin’s boyfriend on drug charges. The woman, Sherry L. Johnston, was arrested after troopers served a search warrant on a Wasilla home. Ms. Johnston, 42, has been charged with six felony drug counts. A trooper spokeswoman said in a news release that the charges were in connection to the prescription painkiller OxyContin. Ms. Johnston is the mother of Levi Johnston, 18. Gov. Sarah Palin, the Republican nominee for vice president, announced in September that her daughter Bristol, 18, was pregnant and that Mr. Johnston was the father. She is due to give birth this weekend.

Why does Governor Palin associate with druggies, and what connection does she have with the Medellin cartel?

See how Sarah’s logic can work against her?