Time for another post on this historic day. The whole inauguration was kind of surreal. You had all the elements of an iconic story: An American hero (Obama) takes the stage amid fears of credit woes and economic panic only to come face-to-face with the wicked, wheelchair-confined Old Man Potter (Dick Cheney). Who's the angel in line for wings?
I figured out the whole Obama thing: He's really a white guy in dark skin. That's all. And, he became President not in spite of or because of or anything...just because he was the right choice at the right time. Now, of course, the media has something to do with this. They didn't grill him as much as Palin. But Palin was a lightweight...and McCain was to for that matter. An aging politician whose heart wasn't in it at the end of the day. The real candidates who wanted it were Bam and Hil. Once Bam clinched the Dems nod, there was nothing more in his way than a king and a bunch of pawns to mop up the board.
The only thing that scares me is Bam's safety. The guy represents way too much change (although it's really a classic American message he has) for those in power today. Not those in governemnt, but those behind those in government. Just watch 24 and you'll see what I mean. It's not conspiracy stuff, just people in various seats of power -- business, organizational, even religious -- who may feel threatened by a return of alignment to a traditional balance.
I have to hand it to Bam, though. He brought together people and inspired an incredible number of people, about one percent of the total U.S. population, to turn out on the Mall. And that's the original mall, not the one that's replaced the village square with a Gap, Macy's and food court.
Politics of hope, not fear; inclusion not separation; unity not dischord.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
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