that last post

Nov 05, 2008 11:16

maybe didn't quite express, in spite of disappointing results here and there, what last night meant to me personally. i can't stop crying and i can't stop smiling.

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ploaf November 5 2008, 17:00:29 UTC
There were a lot of joyful tears at our house last night, too. Isn't it funny how you can laugh and cry at the same time when the laughing isn't about anything funny and the crying isn't about anything sad?

Given the initial call of Florida to Gore in 2000 (and somehow, 1986 Bill Buckner factored in there, too), we didn't open the champagne at our house until McCain had spoken. But then, we got so excited for Obama to speak that we waited for him to address the crowd as well.

Favorite crowd image of the night: Jesse Jackson standing stock still and staring straigh ahead, tears streaming down his face.

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bakerloo November 5 2008, 18:08:56 UTC
There was some talk at the Big Top last night about Jesse's tears - I'm not convinced they were 100% joy. Those tears were "complicated," as Pedone said.

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I doubt Jesse was thinking, "why can't us?" ploaf November 5 2008, 19:30:49 UTC
Really? My dad and I talked about it last night. I buy it as genuine and proud. There's some relief in there ( ... )

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xequalsfun November 5 2008, 20:28:36 UTC
When they showed Jesse I said, "I can't believe those mics caught me saying we should cut this guy's balls off."

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misslizzers November 5 2008, 17:51:14 UTC
I just caught up on a bunch of your posts and found myself misting up. The only reason I wasn't crying joyful tears last night is because I was in a liberal bar in my liberal neighborhood in my liberal city, watching the coverage, listening to people sing Obama-themed karaoke, jumping up and down ecstatically and pounding back the champagne.

I haven't felt this optimistic about politics since I was six years old.

Also, while everyone has been saying how sad it is that Obama's grandmother didn't live to see this day - and of course it is - I was struck by the thought that when she was 20, the US armed forces weren't integrated yet. At what point in her life could she possibly have conceived that she would be the grandmother of a presidential candidate? Not then, and not when her daughter got pregnant in her teens. As screwed up as this country may be, we have come SO FAR in that woman's lifetime. It's a hell of a thing.

So. happy. today.

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