This is coming in a bit late but I wanted to write something about how excited I was to be a part of this election. So much discussion has gone on since but what really amazes me are the reactions I've shared with other people, mainly my family, much to my surprise. I thought I would share with you an email I received from my step-dad who lives in rural southeastern Idaho. His feelings come from his heart and I am so happy he shared them with me. How wonderful it felt to feel so connected to my family on such a deep level even though I am thousands of miles away.
I'm still having a bit of trouble controlling my emotions. Last night, was like a dream. Our world has changed. There is renewed hope. I talked with Dad last night at length and he was very lucid. We laughed and he didn't know but I cried. I kept it together until I talked to Connie before Dad. Hearing her joy and sharing her tears is something that I wish everyone of us could have shared at that moment. We were on the phone when the first predictions hit the tube. I was stoked when Clinton won but last night was beyond comparison. I haven't felt that much hope and inspiration in our process my entire adult life. I asked Dad if he ever thought a black man would be president in his life time. He told me he didn't have that much faith in our people before last night. Sharing that moment with him was so special. I haven't experienced that kind emotion since Bobby was assassinated. How wonderful it was to feel jubilation of such magnitude instead of sadness and despair.
Let the naysayers, conspiracy theorists, and paranoid war mongers continue to have their say. I have every confidence that we can and will be a positive force in the world without resorting to the gun. Dialog, alliances and appeasement will be our weapons of choice. I know I'm considered an altruistic fool but we surely are headed down a better road. I'm sure it will be rocky and they will try to break our will, they thought they already had.
A local rancher who considers himself pretty damn important around these parts drove past me at the grocery this morning. The look of shock and hate in his eyes was very apparent. Amazingly I have known this man for thirty years and thought there was some level of neighborly connection between us. I smiled, waved and mouthed "how are ya Keith". He drove off shaking his head. I think my Obama sticker might stay on the old truck for a while. Oh man am I gloating.
Peace,love, fish
We'll see who is laughing last when he repaints the white house black and makes everyone go to a mosque and become Muslim like him.
I'm joking of course. Obama will never be president. W will start a war with Iran in late December and use emergency executive authority to cancel the inauguration.