Life's a Party

Me: WE WON!
My Dad: WE WON!
Me: WE WON!
My Dad: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
My Dad: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
My Dad: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
Me: You know, I told my friends, I want Obama to win because it means my Dad will stop being a cynic for five minutes.
My Dad: A what?
Me: A CYNIC!
My Dad: WHAT?
Me: CYNIC!
My Dad: OH. A CYNIC.
Me: Okay, that's all I called about. Bye.
My Dad: Okay, bye.

This is the best publicity Kenya is ever going to get ever.

ETA: My dad is not hard of hearing. We both had tv's on really loud in the background.

I'm voting for Barack Obama.

I'm sure I've mentioned this before. But do allow me to elaborate.

I am not voting for him because of his campaign promises. I very strongly doubt he'll be able to pull off half of what he claims to be able to pull off by getting elected. Honestly, I think expecting any presidential canditate, or for that matter any human being/demigod/Frodo Fucking Baggins to fix everything that is wrong with America would be roughly equivalent to asking for a unicorn to come flying out of America's ass.

I'm voting for Barack Obama because a unicorn has already flown out of America's ass, and its name is Barack Obama.

I believe that the president's role, especially now, is not so much to run our country as to be the face of our country. And let's consider the face we've been wearing for the past 230+ years. This is America, the U. S. of A., the country that supported black slavery for decades after the rest of the world abandoned the practice and started giving us funny looks (and they haven't stopped, really). And we have a black candidate for president. And that means something.

It means there's a chance, a gleaming slip of a dream, that in a few weeks time we won't have to hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal. For once in the history of this country, we'll actually have some goddamn evidence.

See, if Barack Obama became president, he wouldn't need to change America. The simple fact that he'd been elected would mean America has already changed, not under the direction of a political figurehead/glorified symbol, but by it's own citizens: we, the people.

I see I picked a good year to flake out on voting. Thanks to all of you who were *not* lazy asses for picking up the slack. You rock!

Also, GIP.