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So, yeah, today was the big day. I had a work thing this morning, which meant I couldn't take the day off and watch the festivities like I wanted to (not that that stopped half of the people who were supposed to be at the aforementioned work thing today). I managed to hear the President's speech in a coworker's car on the drive back to the office, but it just wasn't the same.
And I thought tonight should be spent celebrating in the company of like-minded folks. But I didn't want to go to any of the balls and parties around town, so Jim and I went to dinner at the Heartland Cafe. I figured, hey, they'll have something cool going on, right? Well. Not so much. Just a giant TV playing "Hardball" and Olbermann to bunch of the weird ex-radicals and 60s throwbacks who live in the neighborhood. It was a place filled with strangers, and strange strangers at that. Our food was pretty good, but a band started setting up on the stage, so we snarfed down the rest of our meals and split. The only thing more annoying than overhearing the loud conversations of grey-ponytailed beret-wearers is listening to them sing.
So I feel like I missed it. The big event. The historic day. The transcendent communal experience. I wanted to weep happy tears and share a moment with my fellow Americans, but the whole thing seemed to be just outside my grasp today. That's probably why it still hasn't quite sunk in. We have a new president, a biracial guy from Chicago and Hawaii named Barack Obama. It still doesn't seem real to me. I wanted today to make it real.
But what is real is this: Jim and I walking home from dinner, trudging through snow and cold, and he turns to me and says in a deadpan that sums up the disappointment and surreality I'm feeling, "At least we got to sit in a room full of hippies." And I laugh and laugh all the way home. Happy Inauguration Day.
Replies: 3 Confessions
It was hard watching this emotional event in a room full of people that I'm not comfortable showing that side of myself to. I hear ya. I'll give you a hug and we'll dance a jig, and then high-five that Barak Hussein Obama is our president.
And that Jimmie. He's the best.
Cinnamon @ 01/20/2009 09:48 PM CST
That's what you get for being employed and needed somewhere. It's a pain.
Tori got lucky; she had a doctor's appointment today, so she took the day off. After the swearing in, however, she really didn't feel like going to the doctor, so she cancelled. I'm sorry to say (to you only, who didn't get to see it), it was an amazing sight.
I wouldn't sweat it, though. See it on YouTube on your own time and soak it in. Just because you didn't see it live doesn't mean you can't make it your moment.
Reverend H.L. Spork @ 01/21/2009 12:30 AM CST
It was MC's last day of vacation, and I was home. We watched it with Elwood. Elwood pulled himself up to stand during the parade, which I am taking as a good sign for the future.
The heartland is kinda a joke now. You should have headed to La Cusula (sp) on Clark between Morse and Farwell. They have two photos of Obama on the walls and they were watching.
shechemist @ 01/21/2009 09:35 PM CST