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It’s hard to find the words
Jan 20th

I think part of why I stopped blogging for a bit was that I was tired. Tired of the primaries. Tired of arguing with “friends.” Tired of campaigning and debating and donating and registering… I didn’t even write about election night, which was one of the happiest, yet most surreal nights of my life. That night sailed so quickly by that it almost felt too easy… like we slipped into port on calm waters. The storm had come weeks and months before. We finally could breathe. We shouted. We cried. We hugged. We rejoiced.
It’s almost midnight. It’s the eve of the day I believed would come, yet still seems too good to be true. Some have asked me what I saw in Barack back in 2002 that made me say, “That man’s going to be President one day.” Of course, it’s undeniable that he’s special. Once in a generation. Exceptional. But what I saw in him was not what *he* could do, but what he could inspire *us* to do… and to be. Barack Obama, back when he was a “nobody,” inspired me. He got me interested in things like community organizing, nuclear non-proliferation, net neutrality, and sustainable energy. Then I saw what he did at the 2004 DNC and knew… *knew* his time would come.
I am unable to find the words to adequately express the magnitude of what we’re about to witness. This nation is not what any of us thought it was. One individual has helped us see what we can be.
Tomorrow, I’m taking a vacation day to relax at home and witness history. Like Michelle, I have always loved my country but have not always been proud. Once again, I am truly proud of my country. Tomorrow, when they play “Hail to the Chief” for the first time for President Barack Obama, I know I’ll cry tears of joy. This is one of those times I’m happy to truly be alive.
Happy Birthday, Barack!
Aug 4th
Happy 47th birthday, Senator. Let’s celebrate next year in the White House.
Barack’s private prayer
Jul 25th
Apparently some student stole Barack’s prayer from the cracks of the Western Wall and sent it to a newspaper. While I think it’s deplorable that someone violated his privacy like that, I must say that his prayer brought tears to my eyes and joy to my heart. I might put it up on my bathroom mirror as a daily reminder.
“Lord, protect my family and me. Forgive me my sins and help me guard against pride and despair. Give me the wisdom to do what is right and just. And make me an instrument of your will.”
Amen.
John McCain is a hater.
Jul 23rd
I got an email this morning from some fellow Obama folks about the new videos on McCain’s web site. Bless his heart, he just discovered the interwebz apparently, and is trying desperately to be “hip.” Here’s his super-clever, hilarious, creative, cutting-edge offering: *eye roll*
Basically, here’s the gist:
“Everybody loves Barack and it’s not fair! Whaaaaaa! Boo hoooo! Nobody thinks I’m as cool/smart/good looking/interesting as he is. *stomp stomp* Hey everybody, I’m running for President too! Hey guys! Look at me! I’m clever. Really, I am. I know my own party doesn’t even really like me, but it’s not fair that THE MEDIA is in love with Barack. *whimper* Heh heh.”
News flash, Senator. The media (and people in general) pay attention to Barack because he has worthwhile, interesting things to say. He is intriguing, charismatic, and knows the difference between Iraq and Iran. He also knows that Czechoslovakia doesn’t exist anymore. Not to get all policy-y on you, but he also knows that offshore drilling won’t lower gas prices, and that the surge wasn’t the only thing that helped quell recent violence. (Oh yeah, and Senator, before you go accusing your opponent of not knowing foreign policy, get your timeline straight about the “Sunni Awakening.” You’re either a liar or senile. Either one is bad.)
Bottom line is John’s a hater. Rather than complaining about the big bad biased media, why don’t you step up your game a bit, sir?
Ain’t no stoppin us now…
Jun 7th
I must say Senator Clinton’s speech today was great. She did an outstanding job thanking her supporters, reminding the nation of what her campaign meant to us, and rallying everyone behind Barack. Although there were a few rude boos from the crowd, she did a great job bringing them around.
I LOVED it when she said “Yes we can!”
Now… on to November.
Beautiful. Simply beautiful.
Jun 3rd
I never want to forget this night. Electric. Intoxicating.
We are living history, folks.
After years and months of believing, it’s finally happening. I’ve got tears in my eyes, a lump in my throat, and a swell of pride in my heart. Now I know what it really means to be “fired up… ready to go!”
Standing on the shoulders of Malcolm, Medgar, Martin, JFK, RFK, DuBois, Lincoln and others, and buoyed by OUR dreams, prayers, funds, time and support… OUR next President is marching forward to the prize.
So proud of you, Senator Obama.
I’m proud of Michelle, your rock and strength – a lady of poise, dignity, beauty and class.
I’m proud of young people, for getting past our cynicism, joining together despite our differences, and creating an unstoppable force. This is more than a campaign. It’s a movement unlike any this nation has ever seen.
I’m proud of Americans from every walk of life and demographic, who refuse to let talk radio provide their “news,” define their beliefs and dictate their politics.
I’m proud of the international community, who are urging and prodding us to live up to our promise and our legacy.
I’m proud of all of US. And, Senator Obama, I’ll be proud to call you MY President.
This fight has just begun. The work starts now. YES WE CAN!
Attitude reflects leadership.
May 31st
I never intended for my blog to become solely political, or even nearly so. Every day I think of something (non-political) and say, “I should blog that,” and never do.
Today, I can’t ignore the urge. Something political has pissed me off.
Just finished watching the DNC Rules Committee deliberations. I’ve listened for months to the arguments on either side of the Florida/Michigan delegate debacle, and shared mine with anyone who would listen. Unlike many who like to spout off and pontificate about the issue, I am (or rather WAS) a Florida voter. I watched helplessly as the Florida Republicans screwed everything up for everyone else. I voted in the Florida primary, fully knowing (and even in spite of) the fact that my vote wouldn’t “count.” I voted because I love Senator Obama. I’ve wanted to vote for him since I first heard about him about 6 years ago. I voted as a warm-up for the general election.
As an aside, it’s a curiosity that Senator Clinton was nowhere to be seen when all this mess initially happened. She didn’t give a rip about Florida until she needed our delegates. How convenient. *eye roll*
At any rate, I was of the opinion that Florida and Michigan’s delegates shouldn’t have been seated at all, or at the very most they could be seated but not given voting privileges. Neither primary was a fair contest. Folks (read: Clinton supporters) are screaming about their “voices being heard,” but none of them are concerned about the thousands of non-Clinton supporters who stayed home because they trusted their party to play by its own rules.
So today I’m watching as the DNC Rules Committee considered several resolutions – some reasonable, and some ridiculous. The ridiculous one was the proposal to fully seat the Florida delegation, under the guise of “full representation.” What a crock. The compromise proposals (full delegation/half votes in FL, half votes and negotiated allocation in MI) were ones I could live with.
I was completely dumbfounded and disgusted to see and hear the behavior of Clinton supporters, both on the committee itself and in the audience. They were classless, disrespectful, arrogant, slimey, rude, and a distinct contrast to everyone else in the room. They shouted, heckled, booed, hissed and generally acted like idiots. By contrast, the Obama supporters were civil, respectful, restrained and honorable.
Seems to me like a reflection of the campaign in general. I realize (or rather hope) that the scene we saw on television this afternoon doesn’t reflect the attitude and behavior of millions of other Clinton supporters. But as I watched my television this afternoon, I was disgusted. Disgusted at my fellow Americans who would rather act like classless pieces of s*** than listen to reason. Blinded by their own hatred and irrationality, they behaved accordingly. They are behaving exactly like Senator Clinton herself.
I don’t really care what happens to “the Party.” I only registered as a Democrat so that I could vote in the primary. Today showed me a lot about the true colors of many Clinton supporters, though. They are bitter, angry, irrational, disrespectful and rude. So is she.
Hardly the folks we need leading this country. Give me hope, class, civility and unity any day.
Yes we can.
Tee hee.
May 7th
I know I’ve been doing a horrible job at updating. Some of the biggest events in my life have taken place recently (new job, impending move, cadets going to nationals, etc.) but I just haven’t had time. Maybe soon.
For now…
Ok so I know that the NY Post isn’t exactly a shining example of journalistic integrity and prestige, but I must admit that I giggled when I saw this:



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