What can I say- I feel compelled to post about the election yesterday of Senator Barack Obama to be our next president.
I wept tears of joy through his entire speech last night.
It was a breathtaking moment, in which I felt an overwhelming amount of pride in my country and it’s people. I feel strange even saying that- because I’m not very nationalistic- and as I have already said I have a parent who is a foreigner, and a husband who is a foreigner- and I have lived in many states, and in various countries. I never felt myself attached to the soil anywhere, and I’ve been a guest in foreign countries many many times and felt like the ugly American. The year that George W. was first elected, I was living with my daughter in Europe for the summer- and I distinctly remember watching and feeling goodwill erode toward me and my country, as my president backed out of the Kyoto protocol… and then made various other wrongheaded and unpopular decisions in the summer of his first year in office. The slide continued for 8 more long years.
Last night all I could think about was the African-American grandmother who cleans my office- who is raising her 6 grandchildren because their parents are unable to do so. Now, when those children look at the television- they can see a role model, a fine intelligent and compassionate man (who looks like them…), raised by his grandmother under modest circumstances…. to grow up, be elected to the highest office in our country, and to bring together the citizens of the most powerful nation on earth to face down our most difficult challenges.
Everyone needs a role model. Seeing is believing, right?