Thursday, November 6, 2008


It has yet to sink in. I've watched every news clip, heard every speech over and over again, read article after article of every amazing experience of our magical night. There are few moments in life when one experiences pure joy, when seemingly every negative emotion you've ever felt disippates into the realm of the divine and you touch nirvana. It is that moment right before something becomes history, the moment of now, the present, and we shared it across the globe. We live through so few moments in our lives when we will one day look back and say "where were you when...?" I've had two such moments in my life - the first an unmitigated tragedy that paved the way for the sort of despotic America. The occurance of the first event and the subsequent atrocities that followed added to the triumph of the second event that happened on November 4, 2008, the day when America once again became a shining beacon of hope to not only its citizens, but to the world.

Look, I know we as Americans did not physically suffer like oppressed people suffer. In that sense, it may seem like hyperbole when we say it feels like we've overthrown a dictator. Yet all of the suffering our country has caused others, all of the wars, the torture, the we'll do whatever the hell we want attitude, that was real, and tens of thousands of people have died as a result of the Bush regime. If other countries did it, we'd say it was tyranny, so let's call a spade a spade.

Our work has just begun...

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