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November 5, 2008

What’s there to be said? Last night, when I heard the results, I went numb. I wouldn’t believe them. I was convinced that the exit polls were completely inaccurate, that people were lying. I thought I’d wake up this morning to see that this was another “Dewey Defeats Truman” . . .

5am. There will be no more sleep for me. I’ve been all weepy and emotional as I surf the web reading the same story over and over – Obama really won. I don’t cry about anything at all (even when I should), but these “tears of joy” things are really some kind of wonderful.

I’ve never felt like this before. Hope, shock, giddiness, pride, strength. It’s so overwhelming, I don’t even know what to do with myself.

I would like to have taken today off of work, but I’m also so damn excited to see the look in the eyes of my kids of color when they walk into the building this morning – their world just changed, and now I can look them in the eyes and tell them, “You could be the PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES” – because these tears are for them, and the possibilities and hope that they can now have that no kid of color has ever had before.

And, sure, sweeping policy changes are unrealistic (and unlikely). I don’t know if things are going to look all that different from a street-level view. But that actually doesn’t matter much – because it’s just the POSSIBILITY that matters. That this really CAN be a country for people of all races.

Nothing more to be said – THIS is the f-ing FIRST FAMILY, BABY!!!! –



  1. The same teary sentiment is being expressed all around me here… and I’m in Australia!

  2. Amazing!!!

  3. i have a great respect ion to you and your family
    my name is is mes fin t/Selassie, i am an Ethiopian boy, geology graduate student

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