Political thoughts behind the cut, since I expect your friends-page is full of them already. (I'll find out in about a week what everyone else is saying...)
I am generally given neither to great public weeping with gnashing of teeth and tearing of hair, nor to pumping my fist in the air and shouting, but I will confess that on my drive in this morning I had to restrain myself.
Last night, driving home, a bit after midnight, I heard John McCain give the best speech I've heard him give in probably over 8 years, and certainly several months. (Oh drat. I hadn't heard about Obama's grandmother dying the day before.)
Several months ago, during the primary season, when Obama was running against Clinton, my ESL students asked me some questions... and while in general I am not comfortable speaking of some things to anyone, I told them: I did not, at that time think that (even) the Democratic party would be able to vote for a non-white candidate. I was not unhappy to be proven wrong.
This morning, driving to work, I went past a school bus stop where several kids were gathered. And I thought on how they will be growing up in a world vastly different than the one I did. They will not reach the age I had believing that non-white people have no chance to be elected to the highest office.
And I know there are people for whom race _is_ an issue. I hope the people who "just couldn't" vote for Obama because of his race were balanced by those who _did_ vote for him for the same reason.
And I am _so_ proud of the people who had harbored racist views, who believed that they just couldn't do it, but, for whatever reason, whether their vote "mattered" or not, who went into the voting booth, took a deep breath, and grew larger than the self they had been.
My fervent prayer (to whomever is listening) is that Obama survive the experience.